I've got a bass

I had a really terrible day yesterday over which I felt like giving up and croaking. Really, I was totally depressed. I'm certainly not a fun bunny under those circumstances that's for sure, but today... today I was hyper. Today I was out there on the planet of manic wow. I was wide-eyed and spectacular and (in all honesty) it was too much. Too saccharine and too fake and I think I need treatment... So that's what I'm going for.

So... before I go I have to say one thing... I now have a bass guitar and it makes me happy. It makes me feel whole playing it. I love it! It's my other baby.

Anyway that's enough from me because my better half is telling me to get the hell off the computer and get to bed. He's very masterful when he gets going. Bless his little cotton ones (or in other words.... grrrrr goddammit).

Night night xxxx