Volume I, episode II: My Neglect

2011-08-23T23:40:00.000-07:00

Well, i've waited a bloody long time to remember that i even had this, but i may as well improve my writing through this most basic of exercises.

No point in boring a non-existent audience with mindless gibbering, however. so i had better choose a topic soon.

It has recently come to my attention that playing guitar results in the numbing and eventual complete destruction of ones nerve endings at the tips of the fingers. Disconcerting, i know. But with the practice which inevitably causes this handicap, the manipulation of said instrument becomes significantly more entertaining, and satisfying as a result.

I attempted writing a piece of music to accompany some words which i conjured, but it is too difficult to play as of yet. but the notes sound nice together. Choosing not to participate in any sort of formal training on the guitar has certainly delayed any greatness in my use of the guitar, but it may have preserved a certain amount of originality available only to those parts of the brain that does cool things by accident.

Perhaps if i start getting really intimate with this blog i will consider promoting the lyricae for which i am occasionally prone to produce... generally late at night, when my depth of contemplation drives me to poetic expression or frustration and whatnot.

This blog will be better for it if it isn't a spot for rants.

Well, that's plenty for vol. II

Volume I, Episode I

2011-01-19T20:54:00.000-08:00

I decided my best writing should be devoted to personal gain, and that anything i write should be contributing to my overall advancement in life. Its tough then, to justify this even now as the letters tap tap away in tune with my inner monologue, but its too tough to keep up. I never did learn how to type properly. I remember all those old Mavis Beacon programs that were new and fancy when i saw them for the first time. Just like Oregon trail and SimAnt only nowhere near as sweet. Hours and hours of looking at one of these stupid keyboards. Who knew that this would be the way the world interacts with itself? there's something in that last sentence that borders on sexual innuendo... not intentional but still awesome.

well, join me next time for the all-exciting fantastic Volume I, Episode II !!!

bt

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Volume I, episode II: My Neglect

Volume I, Episode I