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ghanimasun) wrote2006-03-27 11:54 am
ghanimasun) wrote2006-03-27 11:54 am
i should write more
i suck at writing, and i think the only way i can get better is by writing more.
not that i feel the desire to be a great writer, i just dont want to be so mediocre as i think i am.
i also think writing makes me think more, and thinking can sometimes force me into actual action!
which is something i need.
but quite practically, i type all day at work and my fingers and hands just get *tired* from typing too much all day so it is hard for me to want to type/write much on here. but i shall try.
hmm, let's see... how shall I write? what should i write about?
the only kind of writing i know how to do or really just end up doing, no matter what (on here specifically) is a sort of retelling of my day, a diary or journal of sorts. but honestly that is pretty dull, especially if you are a bad writer, like me!
hmmm. i have a few things i could write about, i'm just not sure *how* to write about them, except in my usual style. well...let's seen what i can do....
Over the weekend, Guitar Center was having a sale on guitars. Prices were slashed, halfed and otherwise reduced. I used to play guitar. I miss playing guitar. And yes I do have not just one, but two guitars. However, those guitars are thousands of miles away and therefore do not provide me with any entertainment or enjoyment. Travis thinks I should get a guitar, because I really would enjoy playing it again, and it would give me something somewhat more productive to do than watching television or playing The Sims 2. So on Friday, Travis met me at Guitar Center, which is very near my work and we began browsing. As soon as we entered a salesman greeted us, and asked what we were looking for. An acoustic guitar. He asked what kind, and I just said a cheap one! So, for who knows what reason, he took me to the one guitar he considered the "best deal" as it was marked 50% off its original price. However, the marked down price still left this gorgeous sounding guitar at a price of approximately $550. Hmm, this was the sales man's idea of a cheap guitar? Hardly. He played the guitar and it sounded wonderful and he reminded me that the sale wouldn't last and this was a bargain for this guitar. I however, had absolutely no intention on spending that much money for a guitar. Not that I'm against that in principle, but for one thing, it's not like I'm a guitar god and that I need the best guitar right now. Maybe one day, yes I can see a reason to buy a gorgeous, expensive guitar. But I'm just trying to start playing after a long time of nothing, so I didn't really need that. And another reason, I am not into financing things. I have never financed anything (well unless you count my school loans, but I don't. I mean financed an object.) And they had a special where you had zero interest for the first year to pay for your beautiful expensive ass guitar. Travis wanted me to finance a guitar. Maybe not that one but any one. I did not. I thanked the salesman and just looked around on my own, and gave him the very specific impression that I didn't want the expensive guitar and I was okay on my own for the time being. He was friendly enough, but no one's friendly enough for me to buy a guitar that much, right now. So I browsed and looked around. Most of the guitars were in the $300-$400 range. I knew I didn't want to use up so much of our money on just one guitar. So we left and ate dinner at a home-y New Orleans themed restaurant nearby. We came back and I knew I wasn't going to get a guitar. The cheapest (decent) guitars they had were $150, but I still couldn't commit to buy one. I'm too chicken, and I completely talked myself out of it. Travis still encouraged me to get one and really didn't want to leave without one. But I felt guilty spending so much money on one guitar. I mean, I already have two guitars, although one is sort of falling apart and is somewhat old, and the other one is used and electric, and I don't really care for it as much. We left without a guitar or anything, and began waiting for the bus. We knew it was going to be a long wait as it was getting late and the buses always slow down then. After a few minutes of waiting, to our surprise, one of the women from my work popped up in the parking lot behind us and offered us a ride home. Sweet! A much appreciated ride home.
And, yikes! writing all that has taken me a lot more space and time than i had initially imagined. Well since I am at work this is going to have to be broken up.
I have two more specific things to write about. Maybe I'll get to them today.
not that i feel the desire to be a great writer, i just dont want to be so mediocre as i think i am.
i also think writing makes me think more, and thinking can sometimes force me into actual action!
which is something i need.
but quite practically, i type all day at work and my fingers and hands just get *tired* from typing too much all day so it is hard for me to want to type/write much on here. but i shall try.
hmm, let's see... how shall I write? what should i write about?
the only kind of writing i know how to do or really just end up doing, no matter what (on here specifically) is a sort of retelling of my day, a diary or journal of sorts. but honestly that is pretty dull, especially if you are a bad writer, like me!
hmmm. i have a few things i could write about, i'm just not sure *how* to write about them, except in my usual style. well...let's seen what i can do....
Over the weekend, Guitar Center was having a sale on guitars. Prices were slashed, halfed and otherwise reduced. I used to play guitar. I miss playing guitar. And yes I do have not just one, but two guitars. However, those guitars are thousands of miles away and therefore do not provide me with any entertainment or enjoyment. Travis thinks I should get a guitar, because I really would enjoy playing it again, and it would give me something somewhat more productive to do than watching television or playing The Sims 2. So on Friday, Travis met me at Guitar Center, which is very near my work and we began browsing. As soon as we entered a salesman greeted us, and asked what we were looking for. An acoustic guitar. He asked what kind, and I just said a cheap one! So, for who knows what reason, he took me to the one guitar he considered the "best deal" as it was marked 50% off its original price. However, the marked down price still left this gorgeous sounding guitar at a price of approximately $550. Hmm, this was the sales man's idea of a cheap guitar? Hardly. He played the guitar and it sounded wonderful and he reminded me that the sale wouldn't last and this was a bargain for this guitar. I however, had absolutely no intention on spending that much money for a guitar. Not that I'm against that in principle, but for one thing, it's not like I'm a guitar god and that I need the best guitar right now. Maybe one day, yes I can see a reason to buy a gorgeous, expensive guitar. But I'm just trying to start playing after a long time of nothing, so I didn't really need that. And another reason, I am not into financing things. I have never financed anything (well unless you count my school loans, but I don't. I mean financed an object.) And they had a special where you had zero interest for the first year to pay for your beautiful expensive ass guitar. Travis wanted me to finance a guitar. Maybe not that one but any one. I did not. I thanked the salesman and just looked around on my own, and gave him the very specific impression that I didn't want the expensive guitar and I was okay on my own for the time being. He was friendly enough, but no one's friendly enough for me to buy a guitar that much, right now. So I browsed and looked around. Most of the guitars were in the $300-$400 range. I knew I didn't want to use up so much of our money on just one guitar. So we left and ate dinner at a home-y New Orleans themed restaurant nearby. We came back and I knew I wasn't going to get a guitar. The cheapest (decent) guitars they had were $150, but I still couldn't commit to buy one. I'm too chicken, and I completely talked myself out of it. Travis still encouraged me to get one and really didn't want to leave without one. But I felt guilty spending so much money on one guitar. I mean, I already have two guitars, although one is sort of falling apart and is somewhat old, and the other one is used and electric, and I don't really care for it as much. We left without a guitar or anything, and began waiting for the bus. We knew it was going to be a long wait as it was getting late and the buses always slow down then. After a few minutes of waiting, to our surprise, one of the women from my work popped up in the parking lot behind us and offered us a ride home. Sweet! A much appreciated ride home.
And, yikes! writing all that has taken me a lot more space and time than i had initially imagined. Well since I am at work this is going to have to be broken up.
I have two more specific things to write about. Maybe I'll get to them today.
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Why are you so afraid of financing? I understand that the first time is a big step. My first financing was a computer. It was scary, but hey, that's part of growing up. And unfortunately, in this world, you need a credit history! The only way to do that is to finance. Get a credit card, finance a car, get the great deal guitar with zero % interest. As a previous finance-advantage-taker, I can tell you that 0% is a great deal! Hell, for someone starting out, anything under about 10% is a good deal.
I hope you reconsider.
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