time to be a guitar star

i played my guitar tonight for the first time in too long. i had a mini-session with ron when i was home and was slightly ashamed of myself afterwards. i realised that the only times i really played in the uk was when i visited davoud's house...and that hasn't been very often as of late.

after living on my own for two and some odd years, it's been difficult to adjust to some of those roommate things that you just stop thinking about. things like walking around the house naked, doing the washing up, not stomping up and down the stairs when you're pissed off its monday morning, and practicing on the guitar.

i don't really mind playing for people anymore, although that was a hurdle itself, but i can't seem to just pick it up and practice when sam's at home. she wouldn't mind, i know, but if she thought i was crap i think she might object. we get enough soka beats, r&b, and random england football songs blaring from each of our neighbours to give enough ambiance to this place at times.

so i'll just make a concerted effort at the moment to practice when she's not at home. it will be like when i do my yoga. it just shouldn't be witnessed or heard by others.