The Homicidal Urges

DAMN IT DAMN IT DAMN IT.

This auction that I was extremely excited about ended early. The seller had the guitar listed elsewhere.

I'd made up my mind to use the Buy It Now, too. Call it an early birthday present.

No early birthday present for me.

(I'm actually really quite annoyed. I've been looking for a reasonably-priced Fat Strat with that exact pickup configuration for a while now. And goddamn it, it was reasonably priced and just plain fucking awesome...oh well. There are worse things to be concerned about in the world, I suppose...)

...if it creates abominations like these?

Ugly

Uglier...

Oh dear mother of God PUT IT AWAY!

I hate you, George Lucas. May a thousand camels with diarrhea squirt in your mouth for all eternity as you hang upside-down over the fiery wastes of hell.


Anyway, off to the pub now to watch the cricket and down cold ones. It's too nice a day to be stuck in this lab.