But Tomorrow May Rain So I'll Follow The Sun

I fully realize that I am inexcusably tardy beyond legitimate reasoning regarding my new found love for The Beatles. Prior to a few months ago, The Beatles were nothing more than a stagnant mystery to me, but thanks to my crush (pause for romantic sigh, hee hee) I have now fully boarded the BeatleMania bandwagon. Their music being upheld as that of insurmountable greatness even decades after their heyday, today's prepubescent girls rocking band tees and patches; it is easily proven, without a doubt, that The Fab 4 definitely had that somethin'.

On a related note, this is Jude, my acoustic guitar. I have always imagined myself as one of those prairie skirt wearing, wavy and disheveled hair having women singing the sounds of my soul in a hole-in-the-wall cafe. I can't wait to finally be able to put my many notebooks full of poetry to music. First lesson: Locating and memorizing the G chord, heh heh. My father got me Guitars for Dummies on DVD, and despite the slight negative connotation in the title, I'm looking forward to mastering this beautiful instrument and getting my strum on; tips and advice are graciously welcome.

(wearing: wet seal tee, revolt bellbottoms, swap meet belt, payless bow flats, peace earrings from $1 store)