Just how long before this goes down?
Bits & Pieces
Friday, February 20, 2009
Trackspin: Jamiroquai - The Kids.
Really interesting bassline for this song. Love it.
I feel like I'm musically challenged lately. Haven't felt like playing bass in a long time, haven't had the motivation to play or practice anything actually. And as a result, I did something really tragic today. I put my big red box of doom and Nez on classifieds, with the asking prices of $650neg and $1.5k respectively. I'm closing the deal for my big red box of doom at $600 tmr but I'm hesitant on getting rid of Nez. But I still have bad memories associated with her. I wonder if just selling my red box of doom and getting a preamp is good enough. Or should I just go for something else altogether? I'm also contemplating on selling of Nimis suddenly. Like start my rig from scratch again. But I think my mom's gonna kill me if she finds out haha. But then again, my parents aren't exactly the most supportive in my music either. Can't remember them ever having come to watch me play for anything, not even for BFC when ED planned and got it going. Quite depressing and demoralizing actually, considering I asked them down, including my godparents. Oh well, guess they have better things to do than to watch me play..
Hopefully with some form of cash influx, that means I can get my DSLR by this month. I'm still undecided on what. But if possible, I'd want the 40D still. And with the going away of my big red box of doom, it actually allows for it in my finances now, haha. Okay, time to save up first.
I really have no idea what is the reason for this sudden urge to sell my stuff but yes, it's not a good sign. Compulsive and randomness at it's worst in me for now.
Just heard from Kumar that the platoon might need to send 10 SD4 men with the 5 SD5 specs to ROC with SD5 men. I wonder why. I don't mind going at all, but I'm concerned that I'll just be there to get fucked like mad like any other men, since it's dwarf who's taking us there, not our beloved watermelon anymore. Plus digging shellscrapes and fire-trenches doesn't sound like fun when I've never done the latter before. Also, back injuries make for strenuous digging and it actually makes it hurt a whole lot worse, been there done that. So torn. I don't even know if I'll be selected for it, and much worse, I don't know if I can reject it, in the event that I am selected. But it'd be a good experience I suppose, excluding the route marches, camo-ing, digging and section movements. But as usual, we'll be providing the offense. Nothing new there. But it'd definitely be fun to be part of it.
Alright, I think I need some major form of entertainment and joy in my life to get rid of how I'm feeling. It's just a really weird feeling and I don't wish to feel like that.
got around to thinking @ 12:08 AM
Really interesting bassline for this song. Love it.
I feel like I'm musically challenged lately. Haven't felt like playing bass in a long time, haven't had the motivation to play or practice anything actually. And as a result, I did something really tragic today. I put my big red box of doom and Nez on classifieds, with the asking prices of $650neg and $1.5k respectively. I'm closing the deal for my big red box of doom at $600 tmr but I'm hesitant on getting rid of Nez. But I still have bad memories associated with her. I wonder if just selling my red box of doom and getting a preamp is good enough. Or should I just go for something else altogether? I'm also contemplating on selling of Nimis suddenly. Like start my rig from scratch again. But I think my mom's gonna kill me if she finds out haha. But then again, my parents aren't exactly the most supportive in my music either. Can't remember them ever having come to watch me play for anything, not even for BFC when ED planned and got it going. Quite depressing and demoralizing actually, considering I asked them down, including my godparents. Oh well, guess they have better things to do than to watch me play..
Hopefully with some form of cash influx, that means I can get my DSLR by this month. I'm still undecided on what. But if possible, I'd want the 40D still. And with the going away of my big red box of doom, it actually allows for it in my finances now, haha. Okay, time to save up first.
I really have no idea what is the reason for this sudden urge to sell my stuff but yes, it's not a good sign. Compulsive and randomness at it's worst in me for now.
Just heard from Kumar that the platoon might need to send 10 SD4 men with the 5 SD5 specs to ROC with SD5 men. I wonder why. I don't mind going at all, but I'm concerned that I'll just be there to get fucked like mad like any other men, since it's dwarf who's taking us there, not our beloved watermelon anymore. Plus digging shellscrapes and fire-trenches doesn't sound like fun when I've never done the latter before. Also, back injuries make for strenuous digging and it actually makes it hurt a whole lot worse, been there done that. So torn. I don't even know if I'll be selected for it, and much worse, I don't know if I can reject it, in the event that I am selected. But it'd be a good experience I suppose, excluding the route marches, camo-ing, digging and section movements. But as usual, we'll be providing the offense. Nothing new there. But it'd definitely be fun to be part of it.
Alright, I think I need some major form of entertainment and joy in my life to get rid of how I'm feeling. It's just a really weird feeling and I don't wish to feel like that.
got around to thinking @ 12:08 AM
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