Oh my. I am so tired. I forgot that my final in Spanish is due tomorrow. It was a paper, only 750 words, but do you know how hard it is to think and write about your heros in spanish, when you don’t even have heros? Not that easy. Now I have to go print it and also finish the take home part of the final.
Today has been one of those weird music days, and it started last night. I really wanted to play my guitar, so I picked it up, strummed it, and it sounded good enough in tune to play it. After a little while I wanted to play with a CD, so I get it all ready and start to play. Unfortunaly my guitar was in tune with itself but not to the CD. I knew that was going to happen, so I started to look for my tuner and, low-and-behold, I couldn’t find it anywhere. My room is not that big and still at this moment it is AWOL. Just a bad way to go to sleep.
And so on to today. For some odd reason, I am beginning to believe that God doesn’t want me to play bass in the chapel at Mother Lode. I was suppose to play this upcoming Wends.but apparently the will not be having a chapel due to finals. I believe that this is the fourth time something like this has happened to me. One time I was going to play, back when Jon was our drummer, and another team was playing. Got a free breakfast out of it and ten dollars. The second time was last week, and Dan forgot that he asked me to play, and didn’t remember until Tuesday night. Didn’t get anything out of that. And today, I take a day off of work to practice and after we get all the equipment in to the school, we find out that there is no chapel this week. I got a free lunch though, and we did get to jam. I love to jam. And there is a fourth time, I just don’t remember when it was. Maybe I am to spiritual for those Mother Lode kids, or maybe it is the other way around.
Peace, love, joy and all that stuff.