Sunday, November 30, 2008

Is There a Doctor in the House??

Shit. And when I say shit, I mean, Daaaaaaaaaammmmmmiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittt.

My guitar is dead. Well, not quite, but for tonight- she might as well be.

There is some intense buzzing going on and I was just playing her and the bridge started making bad sounds. Really. Bad. Sounds.

I could cry.

I think I have to take her to the guitar doctor to see what, if anything, can be done. As for now, my strings are limp and useless, nearly unwound, and my friend is in her case.

And my heart hurts. My fingers are burning with the desire to touch her and make her sing.

But I can't.

This is the worst.