I keep typing Angus rather than August. I chuckle every time, as Angus is quite a chuckle-worthy word, but it does get on my nerves.
I played guitar today for an hour. It was something I needed to do and that I hadn't done in quite a few months (much too long). I soloed for fifteen minutes or so but quickly tired of it. I turned up the volume and the distortion and just played (anything). I honestly felt possessed by something and it scared the crap out of me, but I didn't stop. I finally put my guitar down after I was sweating and my heart was racing. I left my room fairly quickly.
Oh my god, they called Kenny!