Remember a while back when I was talking about how I wanted to get to 200 posts? That post about my basil happened to be 200. This is 202.
I bought a guitar for $30 at a yard sale last weekend. Or maybe the weekend before. I can't remember. Anyway, I've been practicing the guitar more lately and I started writing a song the other day. Hello, Open-Mic. Now I'll actually have two whole songs to play on the guitar.
P.S. I named it Ginsberg.
I've started a project involving way too many picture frames, gold and silver paint, and chalkboards. It'll be up in my living room once I'm finished, but for now, that explains any gold or silver on my hands when I see you (and getting on my clothes- argh). (And yes, I referenced this in my last poem.)
I've actually started/conceptualized a lot of crazy design projects. Most of them are only in my head, but you will see them once they are finished (via pictures if not in person).
It's vaguely late and my room is an awful mess.
This post induces anticipation.
ReplyDeleteyes. I miss you. I was listening to Visby. It always invokes homesickness... and makes me want to cry.
ReplyDeleteis that weird? I was telling Justin about all the weird things we used to do at stake dances. *sigh* I miss you Emily Brown.