Kates Journal

For some reason I am phenominally tired. Completely exhausted. I know I was playing about on my guitar last night, and we went swimming for the first time in *ages* yesterday, but still. I am *so* tired. Unbelievably so.

I have this urge to go kip, and if I wasn’t getting up at 2:30 to go pick Trey up from the Airport then I would. But I am, so I need to stay awake until say 2130 and then head bedwards.

Foosh.

I’ve spent about an hour practicing today. I got a tuner earlier and the guitar was tuned way sharp – mind I’d fiddled with the tuning since yesterday. They were all similarly sharp though, so it was roughly in tune with itself. Having done that I’ve been playing various things from my guitar tutor book; I want to get Nikki round to check I’m holding things all right and whatever, and I think she’d like to try my guitar out.

It sounds alright to me, sufficently like a guitar. Doesn’t explain my tiredness though.

Meh.

And in other news, today hasn’t been a good day inside my head. That is all.

…a sentance to one person can be incredibly positive. And to another can be incredibly negative.

So, yesterday I bought that guitar – as I’ve previously mentioned – went swimming – toured shops – got Trey pressies and… it snowed!

And I bounced round like a maniac, caught snow on my tongue, skipped down the street, and drove my little moggy through snow flurries. As I pulled into the house I noticed the snow easing off, but there was a thin layer on the ground…

…and then it stopped. And all melted :(

But, on the plus side, I played a badly tuned scale of C on my guitar before I headed to bed last night, and if you don’t think that rocks, then… well… screw you. I’m happy :-)

In fact, I just righteously rock my own little world.

…one of these. Why would I need one of them? Weeellll. See, I might also have bought one of these…. I might not have, and that might not be a guitar behind me, and an amp. Yes.

Tomorrow I’m going to buy a tuner because I just tonight learned that I am incapable of tuning a guitar from…well.. using the traditional tuning bottom E and working from that. Yeah. I suck. But I don’t care, ‘cos I’ve got a shiny red guitar.

So, I’m back. It turned out that it was (is) leaking from the drainer, the plastic nut which seals the sink to the drainer seems to have developed a leak on one side, but the sink – unlike the last sink is actually supported by the pedestal underneath it; so I’m not 100% sure how to repair it.

At any rate, without taking the pedestal out (which I couldn’t do by myself anyway); I attacked the nut using the screwdriver on the peaks and hit it with a weighty object method. This… well, improved matters. At least, I thought so, until I found that it was now leaking from the opposite side of the nut *rolls eyes*

Still, now we know what it is, so she can call the plumber in who put the sink in to fix it – and he can deal with the pedestal / sink issue. I’ve put a jam-jar underneat the leak, so it should be okay for minimal use anyway. The leak isn’t *terrible*. Not the way my mum was describing it…

Rebecca rolled over 10,000 miles (or 110,000, actually, but the 1 at the beginning is invisible). I have a thing for the big mileage rollovers, and since I do so many miles I actually get to see quite a lot of them, which… well, it makes me happy. There’s something enjoyable about people’s faces when they ask how many miles it’s got on it and you’re able to give a *really big number* in return. I realise that 110,000 miles isn’t a lot for 35 years; but it’s growing quite quickly, and when we reach 200,000 then I’ll be mightily proud!