Well, the guitar is sold. I bought a violin- which for those of you who know your fretted and stringed instruments, it's gonna be a bit harder than I had hoped since there are no markings to give me an idea of notes. Yeah... my poor poor roomie... Maybe I'll buy her a bottle of tylenol... I mean, y'know... generic versions like Wal-enol or Costco... enol.
She'll live.
It'll just be a ear-wrenchingly painful living.
She'll live.
It'll just be a ear-wrenchingly painful living.
poor room mate? did i miss something?
maybe you should buy a glass of "suck it up beatch"?