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Day Sixty Three (Year Four)

Today was one of those days where I felt like I was always running a step or two behind.

I didn't get into the studio until late, and as such, had enough energy to keep going with the labeling and sorting of resources into magazine files, and not a whole lot else.  It dawned on me as I was sitting on the studio floor, putting away a few tab books that had gotten strewn about, that there are things on the bookshelf that might be better served in some of the files I've created.

I got a little bit of playing in, too, though, it just wasn't as focused as I had hoped it would be when the day started.  I can definitely tell, however, that my increase in playing has started to pay off.  I'm back to that stage of feeling more comfortable with the guitar in my hands.

The other thing of note that amused me today was this: The Seminary library was holding a book sale today, and the Mrs. picked up a music biography for me.  It was (of course) the Motley Crue bio from a few years back, The Dirt.  Because, hey, if any library will have that, it's definitely the one at the Seminary, right?

Today was a quieter day than I wanted in the end, but I'm hopeful that tomorrow or Friday will therefore be better (louder?) than expected, to make up for dropping the ball a bit today.
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