Slackers, European Shanks and selling guitars

That is a great word to describe me when it has to do with journaling...Slacker. I will make my excuse of being busy trying to get ready for a wedding that is a little over a month away, but it is not a good one. Lauren had her bachelorette party last night downtown and I had the honor of writing a 15 pg paper at my house all night. I was actually ok with my night alone. I am used to being a loner, as I have written before, and last night was refreshing. I did not feel any jealousy about her upcoming night and I was not worried about what was going to happen. I probably should have been because her friend Heidi was involved in the setup of the night. Heidi, if you are reading this...Um...i love you, but you're crazy. I just think it is such an amazing situation that I have been given and having a sense of peace about everything was totally enexpected and welcomed. I am ready, by the way, to get married! It has been a long road and it hasn't really hit me yet, but I suppose that won't happen until I am standing there in my one button tuxedo and see her walking down the aisle. I bought my wedding band the other day and I must say that I got pretty excited. Whenever a girl starts hitting on me or giving me "the eyes" (and this happens a lot), all I will have to do is show her my European shank on my ring finger of my left hand. There's going to be a lot of rejection and tears coming soon...

I did something I did not anticipate doing for a long time, if ever. I sold my parker fly which was a guitar that I begged for when I was in college in Boston. This guitar played like a dream. It looked like a novelty, and it was, but I loved it. I played most of my PlanoEast songs with this guitar and I have a lot of great memories with it. Basically, I realized that there are more imoprtant things that are taking place right now that require cold, hard cash in order to exist. I am getting married... I am starting to grow up and realize what is important, and what needs to be sold on Craig's List. I am neglecting to say that I stil have my '62 re-issue Fender Stratocaster and two amazing acoustic guitars, thanks to my father, so I will be fine. The thing that I am glad to be learning is that I have to think of not just myself anymore. I have so much more of a responsibility than I ever have and I am going to embrace it rather than deny it.

Ok I didn't finish my paper last night so off I go. First word of the title = me.

James