property

Well officially I now own my first car.

See, up until this point, they had always been in Dad's name (keep in mind I've been driving my current vehicle full time since I was seventeen and part time before that--what can I say it was a lot more fun than the 81 Volkswagon Quantum I on which I started driving, even though it had a sun roof which I loved), but recently the rear end fell out of my Jimmy (on the interstate which sucked a whole lot, and that's putting it mildly). Shortly before mine fell out, the same thing happened to my brother-in-law's S10.

Right after, we found a really good deal on a set of three Chevy Blazers, all which had problems, but could be parted out or, in one case, fully repaired. My Dad, the genius mechanic, pulled the rear ends out of two and repaired both my brother-in-law's truck and my Jimmy, so they're back on the road. We've gotten rid of two of the Blazers.

This third one, though, it's fixable. It needs an engine, which we have, a new rear glass, which we have, a thorough cleaning, and some paint work. (Well, that's not necessary, but.) So to pay me back for buying the rear end, my brother-in-law is going to repaint it for me, a nice dark blue, and then I'm going to stencil ocean waves on the sides. Dad's going to do the engine work (and maybe teach me a bit more about it), and then I'll start driving it instead.

But since I've never had a car in my name, and I did buy this one (well, all three), it's in my name. Woo. I have property at last! Sure, it's only one year newer, and it's practically the exact same vehicle (1989 GMC Jimmy versus the 1990 Chevy Blazer), but still. I'm excited. Plus it means more things to tear apart as I do more work in the garage.

song search and personal grooming

I feel like I should know the name of this song, but I don't and I can't even find it. The lyrics which stand out are "I would die alone, but not for you" and "back to the" something or other I suddenly can't remember. I keep catching it in the auto bay, but I always miss the title and artist. (In part because half the time they don't say the title and artist. Freaky radio station.)

I forgot to put on a belt today, so my trousers keep falling off. This is frustrating. (Well, it's also good, but mostly it is frustrating.) Plus I almost pulled out my nose stud when I washed my face this morning. I'm not having such a hot day when it comes to personal grooming; not bad, obviously, just a little frustrating.

guitar and little things

Today I took data_warrior's advice and shorted my guitar strap (again, I actually shortened it when I first brought it home, too). It worked like a charm and though I feel I'm holding the guitar too high, I was able to play standing up for my entire practice session, without trying to take the weight of it on my right hand, so that was nice.

Part of my problem is I still have to look to see where my fingers are to make sure I hit the correct frets. Not all the time, mind, just part of the time (a majority of the time, unfortunately). I did learn another walking bass rhythm, and can add in one fill smoothly no matter what rhythm I'm playing. Also the tone quality is increasing and is more consistent than it has been.

I can never forget my belt again, I almost lost my trousers a dozen times at work, and then I still had to go to the gym (which, I admit, wasn't as bad because I changed into workout clothes, but then I had to put the too-big pair back on) and grocery shopping.

(Oh, I'm trying something new, veggie crisps instead of tortilla chips for this dip I have, and it turned out really, really good. I'm not a big fan of chips [because I hate salt], but these are a nice change when I do have a craving.)

I have a lot of stories to read and rec, but I have to get to bed soon. Like right now soon. I hope to be productive again tomorrow.

Edited to Add: I just looked at my remixredux assignment and oh, I am filled with the excitement. I love the remix anyway, but this year's assignment--wow. Wow, wow, wow. I can't wait, I already have too many ideas (though, okay, I remember feeling like this last year, too), and so many things I could do. Awesome!

Really, bed now. J. called earlier, on his way to work, and we talked for a bit, but now I'm sleepy. I talked to thestalkycop for a few minutes today, too, which was nice. I hope she's feeling better.

I started shopping for V-Day today. It's not going so well. I think I'm making the cards I plan to send, and as for gifts, no idea.

Oh. Good. God. There's another Mission Impossible movie. My head hurts.