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Dec. 17th, 2010 08:38 amRussian may or may not occur here at some point.
Mostly I'm making this entry for the sake of keeping some part of routine, after sleeping in (and my god it felt good) and because I had a dream last night wherein I learned Guerrero's full legal name. Which is apparently George Hollow (Harrow? Hollow? Something. H--ow.) George, no less. Apparently I managed to screencap that thing where he was holding up the check or she was and look at it. Sadly, upon re-watching, there is no close-up that close up and I don't have the magic forensic capture-and-zoom-and-clarify technology that they have on TV. Which would be awesome. And while I'm at it, I want a pony. And a jetpack.
I successfully managed, apparently, to pick out the fingering on Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd. At least the first chunk of it because then I ran out of assigned guitar practice time. I also finished tuning my guitar by ear because some of it didn't sound quite right. Apparently I have good relative pitch! Who knew.
Stuff and things. Not much going on this weekend, as what's becoming per usual. I'm not sure what I'm going to have to do but hopefully I can finish up some things. Need to update my writing schedule... blah. Still a little too wonked to bother with thinky thoughts here. So, getting ready and doing yoga, because I am awesome like that.
Mostly I'm making this entry for the sake of keeping some part of routine, after sleeping in (and my god it felt good) and because I had a dream last night wherein I learned Guerrero's full legal name. Which is apparently George Hollow (Harrow? Hollow? Something. H--ow.) George, no less. Apparently I managed to screencap that thing where he was holding up the check or she was and look at it. Sadly, upon re-watching, there is no close-up that close up and I don't have the magic forensic capture-and-zoom-and-clarify technology that they have on TV. Which would be awesome. And while I'm at it, I want a pony. And a jetpack.
I successfully managed, apparently, to pick out the fingering on Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd. At least the first chunk of it because then I ran out of assigned guitar practice time. I also finished tuning my guitar by ear because some of it didn't sound quite right. Apparently I have good relative pitch! Who knew.
Stuff and things. Not much going on this weekend, as what's becoming per usual. I'm not sure what I'm going to have to do but hopefully I can finish up some things. Need to update my writing schedule... blah. Still a little too wonked to bother with thinky thoughts here. So, getting ready and doing yoga, because I am awesome like that.