This week has been kinda slow. The, if you blinked youd have missed it kind. So Ive not much to say except I MUST get my shit together quick smart!!!!!!!!
Anywho, to change the topic, Id like you to meet Stella. So named because it is her brand and what can I say.........I just liked it.
She is my guitar, I got her as a gift for my 10th birthday of my mum. I was so excited to get my first instrument I could hardly contain myself and stella stayed by my side always. She was huge or I was just very small and my little fingers could hardly rap them selves around her neck. So it proved rather difficult for me to make any notes on her at all. Which wasnt very inspirational for a 10 year old with no patience. Anyways, it took at least 3 years before my hands could hold her properly and by then my patience had worn extremely thin. So hence I only learnt a few power cords and a couple of tunes. But I still muck around with her every now and then. Shes gone through a lot with me and has had a couple of makeovers in that time ( no doubt as you can tell from the pic). But here is my problem.... shes old and a bit bent out of shape and cant really hit any notes anymore. No matter how many new sets of strings I buy her and how long I spend tuning her. So with me not being a pack rat I have this urge to throw her out. But every time I go to do so, memories flood back and I take her in my arms and give her pride of place once more. I absolutely hate hanging onto things, it just makes no sense to me. I think the problem may be that she is the only thing I have kept all these years. Tell me, would you throw her out?
Have a great weekend guys..... whatever it is you get up too.
Ive been feeling a little antisocial this past week so I apologise if I haven't written back to you.
Take care, run a muck and tell us all about it.
As some of us dont have a life at the moment and need to live vicariously.
Tehe!
MWAH!
Anywho, to change the topic, Id like you to meet Stella. So named because it is her brand and what can I say.........I just liked it.
She is my guitar, I got her as a gift for my 10th birthday of my mum. I was so excited to get my first instrument I could hardly contain myself and stella stayed by my side always. She was huge or I was just very small and my little fingers could hardly rap them selves around her neck. So it proved rather difficult for me to make any notes on her at all. Which wasnt very inspirational for a 10 year old with no patience. Anyways, it took at least 3 years before my hands could hold her properly and by then my patience had worn extremely thin. So hence I only learnt a few power cords and a couple of tunes. But I still muck around with her every now and then. Shes gone through a lot with me and has had a couple of makeovers in that time ( no doubt as you can tell from the pic). But here is my problem.... shes old and a bit bent out of shape and cant really hit any notes anymore. No matter how many new sets of strings I buy her and how long I spend tuning her. So with me not being a pack rat I have this urge to throw her out. But every time I go to do so, memories flood back and I take her in my arms and give her pride of place once more. I absolutely hate hanging onto things, it just makes no sense to me. I think the problem may be that she is the only thing I have kept all these years. Tell me, would you throw her out?
Have a great weekend guys..... whatever it is you get up too.
Ive been feeling a little antisocial this past week so I apologise if I haven't written back to you.
Take care, run a muck and tell us all about it.
As some of us dont have a life at the moment and need to live vicariously.
Tehe!
MWAH!
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OOOH! I love that black one, much more fun then the more coman White Cockatoo. The black with the red is great, what a bird.
We Had an S&M Mistress that lived next door to us that had allot of crazy birds, I think a cockatoo was one of them. One day after hearing loud cracking and bumping the previous night, she showed up at our door. She started appoligizing for all the noises and asked if her Cat-O-Nine Tails was botherring us. WE told her that we hardly ever hear her birds at all. Then she went into great detail explaining it was a whip that she used on her custamers. We felt slightly silly. She continued with appoligiging to us on a weekly basis and we never ccared about the sound considering all the noise we make. I think she just enjoyed talking to us or something.
hope things are well, don't let dingos in.