Simon is obviously the coolest person EVER. I think I need to date a musician now.
And holy arched feet! (I have flat feet so arches are a big deal to me.)
I'm sorry, because I know this is your boyfriend and you were at least possibly asking a real question, but....
hum.
in.
a.
Said boyfriend is quite easy on the eyes, my dear. If his personality is anywhere near the ranking of his attractiveness (and how f*ing sexy is the guitar???) please do me a favor and keep him.
Except, of course, if you're going to end things, please let me know in advance so I can be there to offer comfort and solace and whatever else such a man desires.
I'm pretty sure it's a sitar.
But, yes, HOT! Leah, maybe you can get Simon the complete works of Ravi Shankar, or something, if he doesn't already have them.
Not holding right, not sitting right, must use mizrab, sitar is not a joke, it is Nada Brahma. Do you have any idea of the karmic penalty you have incurred? Money cannot buy sincerity, dedication, sacrifice, or (least of all) talent. Sitar is a dead THING until it is animated by Soul. One CAN buy things. One cannot buy soul -- and I don't mean as in black women screaming to tortured brass instruments. I mean as in the music of Nikhil Banerjee. Go! Listen! I command thee! Then bathe in the tears of non-forgiveness and eternal torment. Oh, wait, you have that already. Sorry. Eat Starbucks chocolate covered espresso beans and say 13 Hail Mary Magdalanes while wearing a black leather teddy and fishnets. Be sure to remove the fish first, oh fishy of men. Do you own a riding crop?
I have no idea but... his eyelashes! Are! So! Long!
hey, you can get belly dancing classes, and belly dance to his mad music!
wow all your bollywood dreams have come true
Simon is obviously the coolest person EVER. I think I need to date a musician now.
And holy arched feet! (I have flat feet so arches are a big deal to me.)
I'm sorry, because I know this is your boyfriend and you were at least possibly asking a real question, but....
hum.
in.
a.
Said boyfriend is quite easy on the eyes, my dear. If his personality is anywhere near the ranking of his attractiveness (and how f*ing sexy is the guitar???) please do me a favor and keep him.
Except, of course, if you're going to end things, please let me know in advance so I can be there to offer comfort and solace and whatever else such a man desires.
:)
Happy week after Thanksgiving!
Okay, perhaps on second glance it is not a guitar. So please substitute "stringed instrument" in the above comment...
I'm pretty sure it's a sitar.
But, yes, HOT! Leah, maybe you can get Simon the complete works of Ravi Shankar, or something, if he doesn't already have them.
girls night out was a blast...definitely wish you were there, though! come back down soon, bring your boy and we'll do some damage.
In keeping with the exotic guitar theme: how about a lute?
Or some sitar lessons. Playing an instrument well is cool.
He does not know how to hold the sitar correctly. Sheesh.
Get with the program, Simon.
Not holding right, not sitting right, must use mizrab, sitar is not a joke, it is Nada Brahma. Do you have any idea of the karmic penalty you have incurred? Money cannot buy sincerity, dedication, sacrifice, or (least of all) talent. Sitar is a dead THING until it is animated by Soul. One CAN buy things. One cannot buy soul -- and I don't mean as in black women screaming to tortured brass instruments. I mean as in the music of Nikhil Banerjee. Go! Listen! I command thee! Then bathe in the tears of non-forgiveness and eternal torment. Oh, wait, you have that already. Sorry. Eat Starbucks chocolate covered espresso beans and say 13 Hail Mary Magdalanes while wearing a black leather teddy and fishnets. Be sure to remove the fish first, oh fishy of men. Do you own a riding crop?