**** man that's a beautiful guitar, that's exactly the kind of style I had in mind when I started looking for my first Tele last week.

I can play a little piano too.
Im not very good at it but it's my fav instrument.

i can't hold my own in a jam session though.. not yet at least.

Quit being lame douchesticks and just call it a ****ing ukulele. Jesus Christ, I'm surrounded by ****wads.

You two aren't making things any easier for my wallet. I've been waiting to order a custom Tele from DNA, and need to get through Xmas, and my daughters birthday coming up right after. Got the jones pretty bad now, thnx.

In the meantime here's the tone I'll be going for (starting at 1:57 through the solo):

Kiss my entire ass.

...and go make me some Mac n Cheese, dammit.

Uke is entirely acceptable.

I once saw (and heard) a ukulele group of about sixty elementary school kids perform. Needless to say, it wasn't an eargasm.

Overslept. Toilet overflowed again thanks to useless stupid roommate who was suspiciously absent. Cleaned up ****water for a half hour. 35 minutes late to work after getting changed, taking a morning shower (usually shower before bed to save time), and busting ass skateboarding down in like half the usual time. Pretty busy day at work but we handled it well. Pretty sure I definitely have a crush on my coworker Sonya. She listens to rad garage rock, is vegan, and is hella pretty. It's been awkward. For me, anyways. Ugh..

Drank too much celebrating homecoming of my son.

today one of my coworkers (who is my sister's age) cried on my shoulder for a good solid 10 minutes because her cat is very ill and the vet situation is kind of sketchy.

this gathered some sort of kind energy because later in the day, my favorite liquor wasn't in the case at the grocery, so I had a kind young man check the stockroom. I was delighted to find that he brought out exactly what I was hoping for.

life's good.