Reblogged from shortformblog
non-lexicon
[i live in the twentieth century]


Gross, you guys. I want a violin. And a violin teacher. And a time machine to tell little me to find a violin appropriate to my little kid arms somehow and thereby not quit taking lessons.
Go for it! I know a professional violist who started playing when he was in college.
And, if you find that time machine, please know that there are multiple sizes of violins, scaled down for little kid arms, kid arms, and big kid arms.
(Source: shortformblog)
I really do hope to, someday, but I sincerely doubt today is that day.
professional violist who started playing when he was in college. And, if you...that time...
no idea problems...like this exist. hnh.
DAMN who’s that agent?? I’m working for PayPal customer service and we don’t tolerate those kinds of behavior. I will...
fucking up all over
smashing instruments for no reason
Wow PayPal, wow.