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1390 days ago
Haha, finally could be arsed to fuck around with this again. God damn I'm good. I hadn't used it much for last, I dunno, about 7 monthes or something stupidly long like that cos internet has been pretty gay for a while. But is hunky dory with brand spanking new laptop. (spanks)
1618 days ago
Actually nearly a month since I updated this, been busy with exams and that crap. Humm, I'm sure it must be longer than that actually....(strokes chin) but maybe not, I do get confused after all. Anyway, it's now offical, I'm better than all of you, not only in how good looking I am but also by how much women love me, I have to fight them off with a stick, and also, by my intelligent and savy conversation not to mention my virtuoso style guitar playing. (Of course, you realise that most of that is actually like a stream of crap spraying from my mouth, which is a beautiful mental image for all of you apart from James who shall add it too his wank bank) On the subject of guitars and the ike however there are several pertinent points that you don't know about yet (Gosh, how did you survive without my long guitar related dialogues?) 1: I have a new guitar, probably mentioned that in an earlier one but can't remeber mentioning it and for those of you who possibly do read this ...
1646 days ago
Ten bloody days since I've done this? My posts become ever more sporadic, probably do to the complete lack of people reading this junk....fools, they shall all pay. Seeing as nobody is reading I shall blather for the next few lines; blahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblah blahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblah blahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblah and so on so forth, ad infinitum. I love guitar, if you don't love guitar, your clearly mentally unbalanced and should go to your nearest purveyor of musical goods and purchase the finest electric guitar you can get your grubby mitts on. Whatever, Rhys.
1657 days ago
Well well well, Mr Internet, gonna let me finish this entry without being a wee internet stylee bastard and disconnecting me? Remebering, of course, that my disconnection will result in you, Mr Internet that is, spending some sweet face time with Madame Brick. Anyway, got an Art Exam tomorrow, actual A level! Eeeek! Howsoever, I think it should go okay and I also hope to wrange the delightful Ibanez RG Preistage from my parents before wednesday. The reasons being as follows: I have to do an assembly on Wednesday morning and I really don't like playing my current guitar that much, at least, I don't like playing it that much anymore, I shall prefur it after I have had it set up to take heavier gauge strings and be dropped to D. Mmmmmm, Children Of Bodom tuning galore! Mmmm, anyhoo, I also rekon I could get it cos my sister has been going on Ski Trips galore and so methinks that I should get something to recompencse for my lack of ski trips (The fact that I detest skiing being ...
1664 days ago
Well, you know what? I hand in my drama coursework, wait a week for it to be returned with notes, comments, etc. It doesn't turn up so on Friday I go to Mrs Mather, "Was my drama Coursework ok?" And it seems like she's lost it...good job...it only took about 10 hours...and most of it was handwritten so as to set it apart from my other drama coursework...so, slapped wrists all around I feel. Anyway, that annoyance aside, guitar going goooood. I listen to play back off myself and think, "Mmmm, that's good," rather than what I used to think of, "Arrrrghh! It's like shit dribbling out of my fingers!!" Well, anywise...there we go.. Guitarroman forever.
