20 July

Yesterday I got a guitar. I almost got a $270 one for $150 with the promise that he would buy it back for $100, but when I went in with the money he said that a cheaper on had come in and he would sell it for $80 and buy it back for at least $40. I'm down for spending $40 for a semester of playing the music I love. It has only been about 2 weeks since I left my wonderful 3/4 size acoustic in my room at home, but playing this little chunk of wood felt really great. I like to wait until my flatmates have left the building for class and stuff and then I pick a song and sing it as loud as I can. By then end of the semester my neighbors might know the words to "Baby I'm an Anarchist" or "Poison Oak".

It's been even longer since I've hit a tennis ball and I'm wondering how awesome that's going to feel if I can ever get to it. I've had a phone conversation with a guy from Tennis Southern New Zealand and he wants to hit and he's hoping he can get a coach there to gauge how good I am and who would be able to hit with me. I'm pretty sure by this time, the rust has set in and I won't be able to connect the ball with the strings, but hopefully they'll understand as I embarrass myself.

Tonight may be a wednesday, but there are two things happening. I am about to leave to go on a brewery tour of the Speight's brewerey (pronounced Sp-ate, like the number 8), complete with beer selection sampling. Speight's is the pride of the south, apparently. Also, our neighbors are having some kind of party. Some european girl was over last night watching Toy Story 3 with us, telling us that it was mermaid themed and therefore everyone should be naked. First of all, I'm not sure she understands what a mermaid is. Second of all, no. An "everyone naked" party sounds like a disaster. She also made a point of saying that she will be the only one allowed to not be naked, a privilege she will most certainly utilize. Some host, huh?

Tonight should be cool. Cool and clothed.