The Boring Summer Continues
I swear, I don't know what's with me, but for the life of me I can't snap myself out of this perpetual funk I've been in for almost a week now. I hope to the higher powers that moving changes all of this, because this seriously sucks. Thankfully July is almost over and August will hopefully fly by. The only things to look forward to in August are Randy's big party, which I shall dub "Accountants Bash 2005", and which will also serve as my moving out party, which shall be hence forth known as "Matt's Movin' Out And Hopefully Never Coming Back Party!" Should be fun.
In the meantime its the little things that get you through the day. For me, its mostly the idea of going home and practicing. I can't believe just how much I love to play that damn thing now that I've finally gotten off my ass and done something about it. Besides my current lesson for the week, which I'm really not enjoying, I downloaded, for like $5 the sheet music, with chords for John Mayer's "Daughters." I have no idea how to read the notes, but I think they're just for the strum pattern, which I could sort of get from listening to the CD. I'm very excited to be adding another song to my repertoire, which will essentially double it. So far I have the first two pages (out of eight) down pat. But towards the end of playing last night everything I did sounded like crap. I'm thinking my strings might need changing, which should be interesting, considering the last time I changed them, the first time I've ever done it myself, it took over an hour. Fun times.
As the boring summer continues with no respite for the boredom, and no girl around my thoughts invariably go to Elena. I really wish I could shut this off, but I really can't, and its annoying. I think that my new hobby of playing the guitar has given me some insight into her life as a performer that I didn't previously have. I enjoy playing, but suck at it. If I was better, like a million times better and still enjoyed it that much I can't see why I wouldn't want to make it my life. If I could play like she could sing, I'd definitely try to make it my life, so I can totally understand how thats the most important thing in her life. What I've been doing is kicking myself somewhat for not starting this sooner. I've had the thing since I graduated from college over 4 years ago, and it was one of the things I said I was going to do when she left for London. If only I'd done it then. Who knows. Things could've been different, or they could've been exactly the same, with just me being a better guitar player now. Who knows. I'm trying not to think about it because when I do it doesn't put me in a better mood. I really don't need to be in a worse mood these days.
I had to bum a ride to work today because my mom wouldn't take my car. I'm going to swing by the body shop tomorrow and give them an hour or so to see if that can stabilize everything on the bumper before they repair it so I can at least drive it without worrying about things flying off of it and getting worse. Its just a huge pain in the ass, thats all. What I'm most annoyed about is that I've called this guy at a moving company that Shari gave me the number for and I haven't heard back jack shit. Thats annoying. If I called you looking to pay you to do something, don't you think calling me back would be a good thing? We shall see. I'll give it a few days and then I'll try again before looking elsewhere for my moving needs.
Is this day or summer over yet? Its getting ridiculous.