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Day Three Hundred Twenty Six (Year Two)

So, I almost picked up the new issue of Guitar Techniques, thinking that I have tomorrow off, and would have time to go through it.  I changed my mind, though.  Here's why: I've got plenty of musical stuff to contend with tomorrow.  I'll pick up the mag, but I'll probably do it Sunday before I leave town.

So excited to have tomorrow off!  There will be much listening tomorrow, but even more playing will take place.  It feels like it's been forever since I've had a good long session of time with the guitar in my hands.  I want to get to the following things:

1) "Red House"
2) Figuring out the songs SL gave me to figure out.
3) Polish off the bass lines
4) Get in touch with B. about Monday.
5) Get back to going through the old blog posts with a fine toothed comb.

Today was a good day, but other than selling a lot of the Brandi Carlile record at work, it was more musically sparse than I had wanted it to be.  I'm really hoping that today's relative quiet means that tomorrow will be filled to the brim with music.

Wish me luck!

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