How very interesting.

In my bored searching for decent music videos at yahoo, I came across this little gem of a video called They. Completely blew me away. After searching about the artist, I was sent here, which is just so cool. If nothing else, I recommend checking out their versions of Prelude in F Minor and Moonlight Sonata. There's treasure everywhere. (Bonus points to anyone who knows where that line comes from.)

In gee-tar larning news, I'm getting better every day. I can pick quite well, although nothing that requires a lot of fancy finger work on the frets. I've also picked up one or two more chords, although work in general is going a tad slower than I'd like as my fingers have yet to develop callouses, so I have to stop whenever it feels like my fingers are bleeding internally.

My nose annoys me.

To be fair though, it's mostly just the inside part, and there's a whole vast network throughout my head. It's just that I notice the nose part with the whole trouble breathing and such. My actual visible nose is quite lovely. Well shaped, just the right size, and one might even call it cute, but that's neither here nor there. Especially not there.

I am, at the very least, borderline asthmatic and have life-long allergies. I must have been close to like five or ten when I first got allergies, although the whole thing was so gradual I don't really have a clue how long I've had them for sure. I was tested, in grade school I think, and turned out that I was allergic to grass, trees, and weeds, so basically most anything green. I think I have since gained a problem with cat dander, but I love my cat too much to care, and as long as I wash my hands after petting her I'm fine. I also have a rather odd reaction to certain types of heaters, mostly car, that causes my lungs to have a very hard time getting oxygen for whatever reason, which can be something of an inconvenience during the winter months.

The really annoying thing though, is basically living a life with what amounts to a perpetual cold. I go through so many tissues that it's really not funny. I keep two under my pillow at night. I always stuff four in my pockets before leaving the house for any reason. My trashcan is almost always something like 90% full of them. Both of them are, actually. Aside from the fact that it can be rather gross for people to have to see kleenex all over any time they enter my room, and that I'm sure all the nose blowing really isn't that good for inner ear pressure, I absolutely hate having to use them all the time. I mean, it's bad enough to have to do it in the seclusion of my own home, but I have to blow, and such, my nose in public. No one wants to see that, and I rather hate drawing attention to myself. But if I don't, my nose becomes rather quickly useless, and I like using it to breathe and smell and the like.

But I deal with it for the most part. But it rather saddens me that I simply cannot remember a night where I have been able to sleep without one or both nostrils clogging up, or shutting entirely, and that my nose will most likely never work like a normal person's might. I even tried various prescriptions to fix it, and nada. I'm sure other people have similar problems, and some people have it much worse, for which I am grateful not to be, but it still sucks at times. I'm sure God uses it for some purpose, but for me at the present time, it just annoys me.