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May. 22nd, 2007 11:35 amHmm, the indications seem to show the stomach/abdominal thing is an ulcer. The meds are helping, stress does not - woke up this morning feeling crappier than I have in a while. Had a carton of skim milk and a tub of low fat yoghurt for breakfast, plus my meds, which seems to be helping. Bland food for lunch today, tho'.
Apart from other-life related stress yesterday, I had a good long weekend. Went to a party at Johnny's place on Sunday, had me some great food, good beer and interesting company, given a lot of the people were John's muso friends. The best part was after the small children left and the guitars came out - four acoustics, including a 12 string, which Jeff, the owner thereof, let me get my amatuerish hands on. 12 strings are played the same as 6, you just hold down two strings per finger, not one. So much love, although my fingertips still are sore from it. I learned a bit, and generally had an evening of music geekery. Even sang a bit, and had one of those nights where most of the time I was actually happy with the way I sounded.
This would be progress. The ex always used to say I couldn't sing, but Johnny's been encouraging me to try more often, and I'm getting better. Being able to hear perfect pitch both helps and hinders - I can tell when I'm off, but if I can't fix it, I get annoyed. Works for the guitar too.
I meant to practice yesterday, but got caught up in Blah. It was needed Blah, but Blah all the same. And [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], I'm so sorry, I meant to come visit and then Blah happened and my brain went away. First season Doctor Who might have also had something to do with it. *wry* Hope you're feeling better today, mate. *hugs*
I need to call [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] and ask for assistance in kitty obtaining. Having kitties will be a good distraction, and I wants my birthday present, precious.
You can always tell when I'm avoiding filing - I babble. ;)
Apart from other-life related stress yesterday, I had a good long weekend. Went to a party at Johnny's place on Sunday, had me some great food, good beer and interesting company, given a lot of the people were John's muso friends. The best part was after the small children left and the guitars came out - four acoustics, including a 12 string, which Jeff, the owner thereof, let me get my amatuerish hands on. 12 strings are played the same as 6, you just hold down two strings per finger, not one. So much love, although my fingertips still are sore from it. I learned a bit, and generally had an evening of music geekery. Even sang a bit, and had one of those nights where most of the time I was actually happy with the way I sounded.
This would be progress. The ex always used to say I couldn't sing, but Johnny's been encouraging me to try more often, and I'm getting better. Being able to hear perfect pitch both helps and hinders - I can tell when I'm off, but if I can't fix it, I get annoyed. Works for the guitar too.
I meant to practice yesterday, but got caught up in Blah. It was needed Blah, but Blah all the same. And [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], I'm so sorry, I meant to come visit and then Blah happened and my brain went away. First season Doctor Who might have also had something to do with it. *wry* Hope you're feeling better today, mate. *hugs*
I need to call [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] and ask for assistance in kitty obtaining. Having kitties will be a good distraction, and I wants my birthday present, precious.
You can always tell when I'm avoiding filing - I babble. ;)
