Monday, July 19, 2004

Hum

I thought a little guitar practice would cheer my soul. It did, at least until something in my wrist snapped.

This isn't as bad as it sounds, by the way. I have highly suspicious hands and wrists - several breakages, several dislocations and two confirmed torn tendons on top of eighteen years of playing musical instruments have left me with creaking, clicking and snapping joints that don't always behave as they should

So the guitar will be resting on its stand for a little while, whilst my badly behaved wrist goes into detention.

Instead, I shall cover the cat tree in nip and watch the madness unfold. That is always good for a giggle.