Dare's Folly

I dont even know.
Alot has happened. Alot is still happening.
We'll recap where we left off.

Kyli went to the nursing home in sioux falls. Her mom changed the phone number. For 2 months I had no contact with the woman I love, who I broke my mind and soul for. She told everyone she didnt want to see me. One of my attempts to go see her ended with cops being called.

I went insane, for a while. I'd always joked about being a 'bit insane'. Now I know what its really like. I truly lost my mind for a while. Became excessively violent. I hurt a few of my friends, who only tried to help. I hurt my father.

I slowly got better. I cried, alot. But I coped. I stopped blacking out. I smoked alot of pot. Still am smoking alot of pot. It helps. Got a few jobs, moved a few times. Eventually got in to see Kyli. She was doing better.

Waged world war three with her mother. Now I can see Kyli. She remembers who I am, for the most part. Unfortunately, her mother has stolen the engagement ring, and now has her seeing a counsellor, trying to talk her into leaving me.

Also unfortunately, Despite my attempts to get people to listen, they've started her on Baclofen again. The last time she was on that, was the last time she walked. Ever. It did horrible things to her. And its doing them again. She no longer even has PT or OT at the nursing home, as she's going downhill so fast again. And they wont listen. I have no power. I can do nothing.

The reason Kyli told everyone to not see me, was her mother put her in the nursing home, took away the phone, wouldnt give her any movies, music, anything. Left her in a strange place, with strangers, blind, completely helpless, and mentally fragged, and would not allow her to have anything until she agreed to never see me again.

The only saving grace to that was how far she's gone mentally. It would have destroyed the woman I fell in love with. But theres not enough of her left to even truly know whats going on now. The first time I took her out of the nursing home, I ended up taking her back, as she had a panic attack not knowing who she was, who I was, or where we were.

Im doing my best to enjoy the good times. If they can be called that. It hurts so goddamn much, seeing the shell thats left of my amazing Kyli.

I havent cheated on her, though temptation abounds. And thats putting it mildly. Its become damn near torture. My best friend I've made since moving up here is a beautiful redhead, who keeps giving me some pretty open signs. But I dont make a single move. Its not just her, its everywhere. Winks, and flirts and laughs, that once upon a time, would have had me chasing my own tail in happiness. Now its just its own form of pain. And the hungers and cravings, and loneliness are just another thing I cope with.

As I mentioned, pot helps.

I put a smile on my face, every day. Its completely fake, but nothing ever gets done by moping. So I press on. Working 4 jobs and teaching guitar to kids on the side. Also doing a bit of web design here and there.

Went fishing out in Lake Michigan this month. Couldnt really afford to. But I couldnt mentally afford not to. Had some fun. Caught some Salmon and Lake Trout. Good eating. Been barbecue'in most of it on the grill.

Still getting better at guitar.

Going to be moving in with my cousin who just moved down here next month.

My roomates broke my good computer, so I dont get the MMO love anymore, sadly. I really only miss EVE. Game wuz sex. I intend to keep loggin' in on a shitty comp and keeping skills training, for when I can get another computer up and running.

I keep feeling like with all this work, I should be getting ahead, somewhere, somehow, in some goddamn aspect of my life, but im not. Somehow Im in even worse debt, my car is truly on its last leg, and my phone broke a few days ago which is just more icing on the cake. Keep having to borrow money to make rent, etc. I dont sleep much at all anymore. Haunted by too many ghosts of my own failures, and the bittersweet memories of what I had, even for a short time. Which only emphasizes how far things have gone on the other end of the spectrum. But anyways. Forgive my rambling and emoness.

Its life. Cope or quit. Talk with you all later.

-Me

p.s. - Hang in there Indra.

Last day in my apartment. Get evicted today.
Last night I had the pleasure of Kyli's new step dad walking straight into my apartment like he owned it, and then threatening to call the cops when I lost it after trying to talk to him for three minutes, politely. He roared and ranted about what a peice of shit I was, but eventually left. And I cant do a fucking thing to him or Kyli's mom, they both work for the court system here, and we know how my luck with the court system ended up last time.

Kyli's mom has canceled kyli's cell phone, and has me blocked from being able to go into the nursing home. I havent heard from her in quite a while now. I cant imagine what she must be going through, blind, helpless, in a place filled with strangers, and no way to even contact her friends anymore. It just... I cant handle this. What she must be going through, I cant cope with it. And theres nothing I can do. I cant cope with that either.

I went to souix falls 2 days ago, to check if I could crash with my 'little brother'. I u-turned and pulled over behind his car, and bam, there were three cops. Searched my car, arrested my buddy Cannon, for outstanding child support. He lost his job last month when another plant closed down and hasnt been able to find work. I got a few tickets.

I then talked to my little brother, if I could crash with him. He said of course.
Yesterday he calls me. His landlord is bankrupt and the house he rents is being sold by the bank, he has 2 weeks to get out. So once more I just have no place to go.

And quiz.. Oh my god quiz. What am I supposed to do with him? Theres no place to take him, no place at all. I dont know what to do. Its breaking my fucking heart. Im going to have to leave him on kyli's moms doorstep in a box, and I know she wont take him, and that she'll tell kyli I did something to him.

Im having a bit of trouble coping.

World, please, god, stop this ride. Please, Please. I want to get off.

-edit- To everyone who still reads and comments, thank you, I truly appreciate your support. Im sorry I dont respond more, Im just.. vamped these days. Trying to cope with an unending flow of shit thats gone above and beyond ridiculous years ago.

I'll see you all around when I get my feet under me again some day. Hopefully. Take care of yourselves.

Update.
A couple weeks ago, I lost it, completely. Sent kyli to her moms, because she didnt need to see me losing it. Trashed my apartment, cried alot. I got better. I cleaned up (for the most part) and I brought kyli back home. Her mother and Kim (Kyli's new Stepdad) would not look at me, or talk to me or acknowledge my existance while they dropped her off. It was her 25th birthday. Within 2 hours of being back home she was ghost white. I figure its cuz she got so worked up about coming home, and she wanted cig's here.

I called her mom the next day. I sent her back to her moms, wondering if being here was bad for her for some reason. She remained sick for a few days, at her moms.

I'd gotten her lined up to go to a rehab center in Souix falls in a few days. Because she's bad. Beyond bad. Her memory of years gone by is gone, she seems to have no will of her own anymore.. a fact that came to play brutally later.

During this time her mom left a nasty note saying she wanted all of kyli's property from me, and she'd get it by taking legal control of kyli if she had too. She also reminded me were just engaged and I have no legal standing. We argued this point, to a degree.

I brought kyli back home. That night she calmly as if relating on the weather informs me that she's happier with her mom and I should see other people. That hurt. Alot. But I try to be who I am, and I just bite down, and I say "Alright sweetheart, whatever you want, whatever makes you happy."

She cheerfully responds "Okay!" and starts listing all the stuff her mom told her to get from our apartment.

I pack it up. And I wont lie, I honestly dont know how I was even standing at the time, Felt like I'd been hit by a semi with a double wide load. But I keep laughing and smiling and telling jokes. I got everything, the fridges, her clothes, favorite pictures, favorite blanket and pillow, etc. Dresser, minifridge, DVD player, DVD's, Nintendo, Ipod touch, everything I'd ever bought for her. I get it all set in the living room.

I tell her I'll see her later and I leave. I cry, I smoke cigarettes. I walk a little.

I go to a friends and smoke alot of pot. Alot. It doesnt help, at all.

I come back home, to find my apartment trashed. All cabinets and drawers in my end tables, etc, thrown open, all the contents scattered around. And the money from kyli's disability which was supposed to cover this months rent, was gone. Her mom ripped through my apartment and took anything she liked apparently, including alot of my food, dishes, etc. And our rent. I have no place to go. I have nowhere to take all this stuff. I have nothing now. That doesnt hurt near as much as looking around and not seeing kyli.

The feeling of that combined with the unbelieveable pain of what kyli had done, was almost too much. But I'm taking deep breaths alot, and trying really, really, really hard not to think.

Im sure alot of people are reading this pleased as chesire cats, that I finally got "What was coming to me!".

Well, maybe they were right. Maybe I did deserve all of this. But if I truly did, then I say the slate is clear.

I owe no one anything, ive paid for it all in over 1500 days of pain, loss, failure, and agony, capped off with dismissal and true crushing defeat on top of it.

EvE is still a pretty game. I just cant think enough to play it right now.

And yes, I know, my LJ is awfully emo. Believe me, I'd preffer to have nice things to write about as much as you people would preffer to read about nice things. But this is life. Its never really nice unless you live in a bubble.

-me.

Kyli's doin real poorly still. Still scared.

So... Playing WoW again.
Finally broke 6k DPS in 25 mans.
Lyradex - The Warlock

WoW really is Lamesauce. =/ But its fun to play while waiting for fleets to form in EVE, or while autopiloting across the galaxy.


EVE... is epic. Its unbelievable. Its the best game ever hands down. Im in love.
So far I've lost like six ships totaling around 12 million lost (not counting my first idiot ship, and my first idiot newb death)

Lyradex Fane - The Minmatar (who fights for the amarr. >.>)

But in trade the two kills Ive been in on were worth around 200mil all told. I lost my ship both times, but Im happy with the cash trade off ratio. Roughly 17mil+ destroyed to 1mil lost.

I cant say enough about this game. Finally a game that gives me the depth to keep me interested, a vast enough world so I can always explore, and enough of a challenge from game story things, and the awesome PvP factor, that Im just totally hooked.

Any other news? Not really. Life blows. EVE's awesome. I try to be content with that.


I'll see you all out there.

----Edit----
Oh! Forgot. Some EVE Bg's I made. Whats great is they arent all that touched up. Some gaussian blur layers and a color overlay with some brushes fun is really it. The game is just THAT pretty. All screencaps of me in ships or me n Dave. Made the FIDE logo for alex's corp... that thanks to dramas Im still clueless about, will probably be defunct soon. Kinda a bummer. Spent a little while making a spiffy logo. Heh.

Anyways, the pretty BG's!

Frigate - Type: Rifter(Minmatar) - My baby. >.>

Battlecruiser - Type: Cyclone(Minmatar)

Battlecruiser - Type: Harbinger(Amarrian:Dave) Cyclone(Minmatar:Me)

The ship closest to the right was Dave in his harbinger Battlecruiser, I was following with my Cyclone BC that I'd loaded out for support. Hard to see due to the gausian blur effects, but Im the misshaped blob about dead center.

And last but not least... An unedited picture. Completely unedited.
EVE is just that pretty. Pity my burners weren't on when I snapped it. The engine / burner effects are sexy.

Frigate - Type: Rifter(Minmatar:Me) Predator(Amarrian:Dave)

Rifter on top, Predator down below. Amarrian ships are all angles and sexy. Minni ships are all rust plates held together with duct tape. I fucking love the minni ship look. LMAO

Anyways, yeah, last one, completely unedited. EVE is so sexy.
Catcha later!

So.. RP.
I've always loved it, probably always will..
But any heart that was in it really seems to be gone anymore. Peoples attentions shift to quick, no storylines get play for more than a few months, etc.

Im sure some people enjoy that, I preffer long steady story play myself.

I've drifted more and more away from RP over the years, continuing with a very small select few people. But I really just dont have the muse for it anymore.. and I dont even need to mention the petty RPSite dramas, as we've all experienced them in plenty over countless years.

Bleh.

I think tonight, Really finally severed that tie for me, cutting me away from RP and back to a straight video gamer. Everytime I get hopeful something will be sane, calm, and steady, stupid annoying drama, power plays, or people on power trips, ruin it all.

Im sure those sites are still just fine for some people.. but anymore.. it almost feels like it drains me just logging into em.

Anyways.

If anyone still reads this... COMEFUCKINGPLAYEVE WITH ME!
Char: Lyradex Fane.

Yes, every player is on the same server in EVE. Yes, EVE is epic, best MMO ever, hands down.

Talking to you JERRY! -SoT-

Anyways, catcha all later.

So I'm sittin here thinkin about Kyli.
I'm so scared. I really am.
I've never REALLY been afraid in my life. Like, Ever. Prison? Eh, I wasn't too worried. Countless fights? Always kinda looked forward to em. All sorts of crazy and wacky stories... and no real fear of anything.

But I'm scared. So scared for her. My hand can wrap all the way around her thigh now. She's so small, so skinny. She's got this saggy skin look and all her bones protrude. It kills me to see her. I can't see how much longer she's gonna last. It tears me up. And nothing I do seems to help. I can't help her. I can't save her. I'm not good at coping with this. I think this is what has changed me the most in the last four years of my life. Fighting against something I truly can do nothing against.

I've never really experienced that in my life. I could always fight my way, argue my way, or con my way if I had to, through anything. Nothing really slowed me down, it was all a joke... and then this. A constant in my face showing of how foolish and arrogant I truly was. A sharp, stark focus of fail.

She only has one good eye, due to a childhood accident (Her life is truly one of the nastiest, raping father, etc etc etc) but she's such a strong girl. She acts like the fact that she cant see with her last good eye isn't too big of a deal. She just shrugs it off. We cant watch subtitled anime anymore, and she cant read anything anymore, but she can kinda make out the TV.

Her hearings pretty bad, and her mind wanders alot, when she's not sleeping.

And for four years, four years of her going downhill from no longer able to walk. I'd ask her "How ya doin monkey?" She'd almost always reply, in a happyish voice "Im good!". We didn't think it could get much worse in the early days. But man were we foolish. It proved time and again it could get worse, and I lost my house, couldn't make the payments anymore, I lost all my cars, pawning titles off, all my games and consoles.. and we ended up homeless one of 3 times while she was in diapers and unable to walk. Shit can always get worse.

But I still had her. I'd found something worth hanging onto, I told her I loved her. The only girl I've said that too that I've been fucking. Ever. And all my childhood egos of "I could take shit like that" etc came back to haunt me, and to drive me to prove I could.. But I keep running up against a wall.

I've changed so much I can accept that wall now. It hurts, and grinds at me, but intellectually I at least accept that I can't do anything for her.

But she's so close to gone. And I can't do anything but watch her fade away. It still tears at my insides. Ripping at me. Imagining my life without her... its going to be so empty... Im going to glance over to see her smiling at the sunset as I drive down the road, and she wont be there. She wont. Ever again.

I'm scared of that. I really am. I was always happy alone.. but the alone that will come after being seperated from someone like her.. it terrifies me.

And she knows its coming too. And shes miserable. In constant pain, everything so far gone. I mean, she hasn't been able to feed herself for a while, but watching her trying to get some trail mix to her mouth about breaks my heart. And she just keeps on trying.

But she's starting to say, when I ask how she's doin "A little down. Sorta... I dunno. Just bothered by all this stuff."

Thats how amazing she is. Going through as close to I can term as hell, and she's just "A little down" bummed by "stuff".

She taught me as strong as I thought I was, I was far weaker than alot of people in the world. She taught me humility. And I've given her everything I've got.. but it just hasn't been enough. I cant make her smile every day these last few weeks. I try, I always try to make her laugh at least twice a day, going out of my way to do stupid shit, make funny voices, whatever I can think of.

But its just not working anymore. Shes really fading away, and I just dont know what I'm gonna do.

I dont know how I'm even gonna continue to operate. I know I will, but oh my god what a shallow hull life will be. And worse, her symptoms could put her into a coma.. Which she could be supported by life support for a possibly long time.. if that happens, what choice am I going to make? Oh god its gonna be awful. Advances in medicine especially with stem cells are coming along at an amazing clip, but the plaques eat away her brain, they already have eaten away about a golf ball size chunk, what will they do while she's comatose? And what if she's still aware? But the MS just cut all contact to her central nervous system? Leave her like that trapped?

I dont even, cant even imagine the hell that would be.

And worse, I'm not even sure I'll be able to make these decisions! Im just her fiance! We've never gotten married due to the hundreds of thousands of medical bills she's been sued for, that I'd become responsible for.

And her mother still hates my guts. She's been a worthless bitch to Kyli, and I informed her of it often and loudly. She's gonna have final say, and I can see the wars of that... about her. While she's just a shell... And it makes me shake a little. And want to puke.


And burial, It tears me up to think about it, but its something that needs to be thought about. The doc told me she might last 3 years, about four years ago now. But its just such a steady downhill slide, theres not much left in her to keep fighting.

She's asked me once, on one of her rare bad teary nights, to make sure she's not buried in this horrible state, cremate her and take her someplace beautiful and far from people and scatter her ashes out.

I can see the war with her mom over that.

Its just... Bleh.

And if she lives long enough to get to colorado, what am I gonna do? How can I afford to move there? But what choice do I have, not moving there? I cant leave her in a strange place as bad as she is. Having strangers feeding her and changing her diapers and wiping her ass, in a strange place is going to break her. It'll destroy her. I've done everything for her, because it was the one thing I could do. I could make it all a joke.

When she shits on me when I'm carrying her to the bathroom, I crack jokes till she's gasping for breath from the laughter instead of the smells. But can you imagine the humiliation, of being completely helpless to even roll over, mostly blind, going deaf, and have random strangers doing those things?

It'll crush her. And she's losing it now. But what choices do I have? GRRR!

And my dad, he's so stuck, and losing himself in his depression over my mother, and the cunts enjoying it and proverbially lashing him with it. And he's just self destructing. My uncle offered him his buisness in GA... but dad's just so lost in his funk. I keep trying to cheer him up, and motivate him, but its just not working!

If I went with him, he'd go, and do it.

But what the hell am I supposed to do? I wont be able to afford to drive to colorado every weekend, hell, less every month. I cant leave kyli totally alone up there. I cant quit on my dad. I'm so fucking shredded down the middle.


Bleh. Anyways. That was the rambly. Dont read if you dont want, not a big deal. Just rambly. >.< Blame the drugs. -Nod-

/end emo

Alex bought me a PC!
http://www.tigerdirect.com/applications/SearchTools/item-details.asp?EdpNo=4337411&Sku=B450-2372%20C

The other parts to complete it should be here in about 3 days! -Excited-

Anyways, catcha all later.

Where to begin? So much drama, so little importance. Kyli is slowly dying in front of my eyes, and theres nothing I can do to stop it, I can wrap a hand around her thighs now, she looks like a concentration camp victim. She's still so chipper and nice it makes me cry like a two year old when no ones around.

I found out she had an abortion a while back. A little messed up, but I dont blame her. But I'm still bothered, She aborts my first kid and I never knew, and she miscarries my son. I cry sometimes about it, I'd love to have a child from her, with her strength... -Shrug-

Indra, I hope you are well, for some reason my phone wont send texts back to you, I hope you came outa that coma thing they put you in, I can't figure out what I'm doin' wrong with the texts, but I still get yours.

Jerry, call me sometime, I think I'm ready to play another MMO, If you can tolerate my ass in another one, my numbers the same, 605-770-4106.

My dad went to kill my mom, but stopped at the door with the gun in hand when I showed up.
They are getting a divorce, I hope my mother dies in a painful manner for what she's put him through.

I get no sex. I never thought I was decent enough to do what I'm doing, But I have no sex, I dont cheat, I barely drink, and I havent been in a fight in quite a while.

Was fishing in DL a few times this summer. Good catches, nice trips.

Not much else to say, my world is as it always was, Overdramatic, but now I actually seem to care, Fitting, Ironic, Karmic Justice, whatever.

such is life.

I'll see you all around.


-Me.

-Edit- I'm now reaaaaally good at guitar. Always thought it'd be hard, Its fucking easy. I got stoned a week ago, at my buddies, sat down with a walmart brand telecaster, and a peice of shit harmony amp, and played the entirety of Pink Floyd's "The Wall" Solo's. Just the solos. Fuck that rhythm shit, its hard, solo's are easy and more fun. Now working on learning all of Jimi Hendrix's songs. AC\DC and Aerosmith are jokes, took me less than a month apiece to learn all their songs / solos. Bleh.

But I <3 guitar, and my new Les Paul standard and Gibson SG standard, line6 modeling board and Fender Tube amp. XD <3.

Friends, Nice to hear from ya all again.
If any of you are able to text, Im starting to figure that out.
The number is 1-605-770-4106
Drop me a line. See ya all later.
-Me

Still Alive. Still Around. Still Struggling. But all in all, Things could be worse I suppose.
Kyli got a bed sore that got horribly infected, and then burst open exposing her tail bone. That was a while ago. The thing was the size of my hand. Now its a huge lump of scar tissue, with a small hole into her. The whole used to be bigger, and twice a day I had to fill it with gauze and stuffs and keep it all clean and whatnot. Joy.

Kyli's finally on LDN regularily, and we have a solid place to live. Our upstairs roomates, a bunch of redneck college boys r gettin the internet, and will let me jack it. So will probably be on a little more occasionally, but I'm not sure about that.

Trying to get Kyli into an inpatient therapy place in Denver Colorado, She's on a waiting list right now, as she's still unable to even crawl for more than a minute a day.

Got her a Nintendo DS. She can kind of use it, but doesn't have the control for the touch screen, but she likes it.

Other than that, going crazy, partied, fought, avoided legal trouble by the skin of my brow, took a road trip up to ND again with some buddies, drank, partied, avoided legal trouble, etc...

Its Life. It has its ups and downs. Meh.


I'll see you all around.

Bai.

-Me.

Sitting, Listening to Opera, watching the smoke from my cigarettes dance between the currents of the fans, as the suns beams break through the window, brilliant with colors of dusk coming, smoke making the shafts of crimson and orange light almost tangible, touchable things, the constant flow and swirl and shift of the smoke. The music curling around your ear, such small things can really be enormously restoring.

Yay. Got Green. Now Smokage.
Tomi: From Mean Streets, it wasn't an unjustified ban. I mocked people for their "Oh, I'm a ghost hunter, I go to cemetaries and stuff" yesterday, because it reminded me of "Oh, Im a wiccan too! I use Dark Magic! I've summoned many demons!"

So it triggered my snarl button when I was already stressed.
Today, In real life, I went from crying, to punching walls and doors, to punching myself, to ripping out handfuls of my own hair, so when I got the condescending "You need to be more proper and polite" PM... I snarled a bit. -Shrug- Shit happens.

Doesnt matter. I just downloaded 800+ Sci-Fi Ebooks. Who needs the Web. Huzzah for literature.

Anyways, too get high! Huzzah!

I got a ban for my birthday.
XD

Me to Indra: Yep. And I'll celebrate my birthday in an apartment that smells of nothing but piss and shit, with a fiance who can barely flop around like a dead fish, who will continue to piss and shit everywhere, which will drive me insane, the smell that is, my dad will drop by, and then he'll start crying, about my mom leaving him, and his having cancer. Then, my mom will call. If I answer it, it'll be her laughing and bragging about how rich her new boyfriend is, and how she's off having fun, and when she's done gloating she'll try guilt tripping me for not calling enough. Then, if I'm lucky, my dad will leave.

One friend might come over, John, but no one really likes to be here, Kyli makes them uncomfortable, and the smell of piss and shit gets to them too.
And me? I'll sit there staring at a wall, trying not to wonder what the fuck I've done with my life. Trying not to let the fact that I've been doing everything, I mean everything, including ass wiping and teeth brushing, the most menial details, for two people, for over three years, and try to keep myself from recognizing that I don't have the energy left to keep doing it.

Yay. Birthday!

...I'm trying to figure out what movies to go pawn tommorow, so I can try and buy enough booze to drink myself unconscious before I start laughing like a quack. -Firm nod-



^
That about sums it up.

I'm just..
I'm just, Tired. So tired. Drained.
It takes so much.

...just for the record, Transformers hitting on each other, and mentioning turtle wax rubdowns, is one of the most disturbing, sad, pathetic things I've ever seen.
But it makes me laugh. -L-

Okay. So.
Most people know my views on MMO's in general, dislike of the way people take them too seriously, and the damage it causes to Real Life.
But sadly, I think my days of grumbling about MMO's (yes, I enjoyed EQ often, but it was even more frustrating than an RP site power struggle) is coming to an end.

LEGO Universe.

ZOMG.

Love.



Other than that, went over to a friends friday night, with a few other friends and my old man, we all got drunk, buncha drunks singing at the top of their lungs while me dad and john played. Was a good night.

So full of awesome wrong terrible great hilarious win.





Oh, Yeah.
Im back bitches.
-Shrug, finger twirl-

Now I have skype n stuff. Had it before but only used it once with Stormie.
Now I have a headset and shit.

dare.pruett

Bug me sometime.

Thats about it.

To...
No More Heroes

Been looking forward to this game for a long time.
Finally got it.
It is video game graphic stylized violence nirvana.
ITS AWESOME.
Own a Wii? BUY IT.
AWESOME.
Hence why I haven't been on in like 2 days.
BUY IT LOVE IT LIVE IT.
No More Heroes FTW.
ZOMG.


And, as stupid as these are usually, this one is oddly fairly descriptive, though a younger me would have sworn up and down it wasn't. -L-
( Meme )

......Thats the update. Back to No More Heroes!

First! Guitar stuff.

Two new MP3s. They both actually get better near the end.
Still cant figure out how to get a clean sound out of this guitar FX software that records these, so the quality is pissah. The software works great for metal and distortion, but awful for clean acoustic almost sound.

The first one!

Found this old thing (Jer told me its called a capo) in my dads old guitar case, strapped it onto the guitar, it changes the fret you play in. Kinda cool. So, this ones just playing, D, A minor, C, and G, with a capo in the fourth fret.

I actually like the second half of this better. Tried to go for picking effects and it almost sounds like piano keys. Kinda cool. Makes me happy.

weirdplayingin4thcapo1.mp3

The second one is older, a week or so ago I think, cant remember. Just playing with the chords from the smokey and the bandit theme.
When it speeds up near the end I think it actually sounded better.
Normally I do worse going faster. -L-

smokey_playing_01.mp3

And.. The rest. Yep.

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