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Day Three Hundred Thirty Four (Year Two)

Well, my Counting Crows LP showed up at work today... and it was the vinyl of the live record they put out last year, not the original studio version of August & Everything After.  On some level, this really bums me out, if only because I was really hoping to hear the original album on vinyl.  That being said, the live record was exceptional, and while it wasn't exactly what I had been hoping for, it's still pretty cool to have on LP.

There was a bit of sorting and re-organizing tonight after work, and not nearly enough playing.  I'm having a really hard time re-adjusting to being back.  I know most of that is just not having a chance to clear my head and get things back in order before going back to work.  What I think that means for the rest of the week is that Tuesday and Wednesday will likely be days filled with music.

Granted, I know that tomorrow night and Monday morning will also have musical opportunities, and I know that I need to take advantage of those opportunities, if only to get myself kickstarted again.

The other thing I want to do tomorrow night is to get all of the music I picked up of late imported into itunes.  For that matter, I just need to sit down and listen to everything that's new.

I need something good to happen this week.

And I need to use the things that have been frustrating at the end of this week as a fuel for my playing.

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