August 19, 2004 at 2:21 AM

Had an awful violinistic day today. I was changing my strings, somehow the bridge shifted and fell off, and then, as I was freaking out and transporting the fiddle to a safer environment, I heard a sickening rolling sound INSIDE the violin. I stopped mid-breath, scared to move or twitch or even breathe again, but I tipped it back just a little bit more... And yes, it was the soundpost... It had slipped, too... And oh, my stupidity amazes me. Oh silly silly silly self!

What makes the whole incident even more embarrassing is that I hope to be a violin repair-person someday. Ha, fine luthier I'll make, breaking bridges and disconnecting soundposts. I can see the thrilled faces of my adoring customers already. :P Experiences like these make me wonder if my potential career is jinxed.

But at least I'm learning.

Anyhow, my baby is out of commission and my wallet is out of money - and I can't hardly think of a sadder state of violinistic affairs. Weep, sob, wail.

On the plus side, though, I did get the fingerboard cleaned...

;)

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