I've Been Thinking

About the Lakland. It’s good — fantastic, even — and plays like butter. Well, almost. The only annoyance I can find is the G-string being too close to the edge of the fingerboard, but apparently even Stingray 4s have that problem too. Gets a bit annoying when I do fast runs up the neck, but then again I’m probably the only bassist in the local scene who would give a shit about these things. And the electronics; they have to be upgraded. I’m gassing like mad for the EH Bass Microsynth and Moog Low-Pass Filter. But those are a long ways off.

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Got so tired and depressed on the train/bus ride back (Jamiroquai didn’t cheer me up, and that’s saying something already) that I just sat outside my house with the dogs for half an hour before going in; 2 hour trips are ridiculous to have. Seriously. Why do courses have to be at some weird place like Sembawang Camp? I need to learn how to drive. I would, actually, but there aren’t any car parks anywhere near the camp.

It’s rather interesting how God answers you. And I keep kicking myself for not asking. I was wondering what was up with Him because SCDF (our other name for The Fire Fight) got into Baybeats but I was scheduled for a recourse in April, which would mean I would be in my unit by end June. So I was intending to take matters into my own hands and do whatever I could to fail my FFI. Didn’t manage to do it before my course so I let it stand.

Last Friday I went for cell and put it forward as a sort of twisted prayer request (they still don’t know where I’m really coming from) and today I got a call from camp telling me that OC’s failing all of us for FFI because all the FMN SIGSTORE people got called up for BMT recourse. Obviously the store can’t run without the storemen.

Kinda amazing, in a weird sort of way. I’m not complaining, though.

I’d rather be bashing through jungles but Baybeats is coming and I have to get ready. I also have to get ready for bed; it’s almost one in the morning. Goodnight.