my piano is sick! sobs...the piano tuner man came and we discovered that the pedal area was infested with millions of red ants!!! wails, my heart sank when he sprayed insecticide on it(i mean my piano, not the ants), but deep inside there was an evil voice,"die,die,die,yes!" - ah! i have a newfound hatred of ants - whether tiny or huge, white,black or red.. (no.1 place used to be taken up by cockroaches), makes me go almost-hysterical; it just disgusts me how orderly they are - imagine a line of ants "queuing" to attack that teeny-weeny piece of cuttlefish on the table, it erks me, totally.
sigh, i'm feel kinda bad that i'm broke and mum has to dig out another $120 for the servicing, better start saving up another $150 for the other kind of servicing to give my piano "power". the piano man says my padded keys (those that are inside the piano, not the external black and white ones) are worn out, so when they hit the strings there is no "power" in the produced sounds, and thus they need to be changed.
"hmm, no wonder i can't differentiate my dynamics properly, at least i know my ear drums are still in working condition." dots.
yew, enuff of creepy crawlies, i'm itching already!
**will be babysitting Daren this coming Wednesday, hmm..should i leave the cleaning-poo job to syl? heh heh, jk, i'm not that evil...
ps: I spelt his name with a double "r" previously, my bad, its D.A.R.E.N:)
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