Journal Entry #1 - Ian Summers Date: 22 June, 2003 Character Writing: Ian Summers Public/Private/Wards: All public Summary: Memories, family, Bobo the German Shepherd and an apology Warnings: None
So, my mother just recently brought up my old musical keyboard she found in the attic of our house. I'm surprised it still works. I think I had it about five years ago. There's barely any dust on it, which probably means either she or my sister had been going up there to play it hence it never really collected that much dust. Or they probably had it in their bedrooms this whole time, heh.
Whatever the case may be, I'm still glad my Mum brought it over, because it just reminds me of the days of spending my last few summers playing that thing, hoping to be able to write some good song to impress... well, I honestly can't even remember now who I was trying to impress, but it must have been a huge impact on me since I was trying so hard to perfect a non-existent skill.
So I'm not playing it, but apparently, my dog found pure joy in it. He hits some keys and then howls (or sings, as he probably thinks he's doing) loudly after it. Repeated action. It's so adorable and unbelievably amusing. And probably annoying my tenants a little. I'm sorry if it's bothering any of you. To do that in the afternoon is one thing, but he tried again in the late evening. That must not have been a good idea. I'm really sorry!