Blogging from work right now. I'm beginning to feel the "no-life"-ness in working.

A typical working day goes like this: 7am - Wake up, 9am - start work, 6pm - go home, 7:30pm - reach home, 8:30pm - finish dinner, 9:30pm - send my gal home, 10pm - hang, 11pm - time to do own stuff, 12pm - sleep.

Yea i only have 1 hr each day to really do my own stuff. I could sleep later, but it equates to less sleep time. And less sleep time = zombie for the nxt day.

I wonder how pple can find the energy to even jam and gig after work. I dun even have time to practise!

Probably it's just purely time management, probably i shld prioritize my activities.

Tt being said, i have a new song coming up. Largely influenced by the playing of Paul Gilbert. It's still in the works, tho i have a pretty good idea of how i wanted it to be. Sometimes shitting in the toilet can just give u the biggest inspiration u've ever had.

Anyways, Paul Gilbert is a great guitarist. Any self-deserving musician shld give him a good listen, not really for the shredding skills, but for the clean-ness of his picking, and his DYNAMICS. Yea after watching his videos and listening to his songs, i got a better idea of dynamics, which were oh-so lacking in most of my compositions. Yup dynamics really bring out the music in your playing and u will sound less like a midi track.

And Paul Gilbert is a funny, honest man. No airs, no arrogance, just mean guitar playing with funny lyrics. You guys shld just visit his self-designed webpage, to see how simple a man this world-class guitarist is.

www.paulgilbert.com

With less time to do my things, i feel tt i appreciate them more. Yes, humans are sluts. The less u have of one thing, the more u want it. Probably, this is why i feel a sudden urge to play lots and lots of guitar. But i just dun have the time right now. This can translate to other aspects of your life. Like u and your girlfriend/boyfriend, ur friends, ur parents, ur car.. whatever man.

Maybe the only way to realize the value of something, is to lose it first. But, tt will be too late by then.

What an irony of life.

*typed when in a state of zombie-ness while remaining in high alert for potential backstabs from my hot lady supervisor. Yes, she's damn pretty, looks like Mischa Barton, and hella sweet voice to boot. Too bad, but i have a gf already.*