mood: sick music: 'what you want' by my bloody valentine

well i feel like shit. turns out i've got chickenpox. that explains the headaches and hot eyes. my mom is freaking out a little, because she heard that chickenpox can get serious when you're not a kid anymore. the way i see it, my getting chickenpox is a symbol of my transition into adulthood. it's the last childhood thing that i have left to take care of. or something.

either way i'm pissed because i'm not going to go anywhere this weekend. tomorrow, i was supposed to go whale watching with my oceanography class in long beach. my teacher was going off on how we're almost certain to see some because it's migratory season. also, this weekend, chris bought a new guitar, and i was really looking forward to trying it out. as familiar as i am to the world of guitars, i have never really sat down and played the classic model: the fender strat. i'm always playing squier strats or yamaha pacificas, but never a fender.

anyways, right now i'm not very itchy, but the pox are there. what's really bothering me is this body ache. i can't decide whether or not i'm hungry because of this feeling i'm getting in the middle of my chest.

i think the first thing i'm going to do when i get better and i have free time is visit a pawn shop. i've never been to one, and i've recently gotten the urge to buy a crappy old solid body guitar, rip out all of the hardware, and mod it to hell. yeah that would be awesome. how come the first thing i'm reminded of is the alfalfa fields in Of Mice and Men?

---Goei---