It feels that nobody respects what I am doing, my property or my time.
I seem to be expected to drop everything to meet other peoples agendas, even when they can see I am doing something (ie practising). Perhaps it is because I am the only one that sees it as being important? :shrugs: Who knows, and nobody else cares.
Apparently putting a greasy chip on the windscreen of my car is a great joke "There's a chip on your window" but when the grease from the chip contaminates the new wiper blades meaning they have to be replaced after less than a week, it's not so much fun for me.
I do wonder why I bother. On a more frequent basis I seems.
Today I played Bass for 39 minutes taking my total logged time to 661 hours and twenty minutes.
All together, I have played 10241 songs, mainly on the Rocksmith games although some have been either solo practice or with friends.
Songs attempted were:
- Slither by Velvet Revolver
- Outshined by Soundgarden
- I Miss You by Incubus
- In Bloom by Nirvana
- Well OK Honey by Jenny O
- The Spider and the Fly by The Rolling Stones
- Rebel Rebel by David Bowie
- Mean Bitch by Taddy Porter
- Space Ostrich by Dinosaur
- Under Cover of Darkness by The Strokes
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