perdon?

...was she making fun of me? i'm not sure.

amusements.

so i was mostly useless today. picked up the LAST fuckin' tool i need to do my clutch job. amazing how a $3 tool can keep you grounded 'cause nobody fuckin' carries the goddamn thing anymore. seriously something you'll use once in a car's life...damnit. tomorrow, it's on. raimi may be roaring once again.

aaaand went for a surf in the afternoon. i actually haven't surfed in like two weeks...working at home reigns hell on my body (chopping trees, busting cement, hauling rocks and shovelling shit...i mean stuff) so i just haven't been in the mood to deal with the roaring winds that've been around lately. winds finally died (died!) to about 10-20mph gusts and i went out today to catch the tail end of this last swell. i must say..i'm kinda glad i took that time off. somehow it made me very conscious of my movements in a way i wasn't during the period when i laughed surfed. i guess taking a break from something can give you a new perspective on something you did subconsciously before...

apparently my subconscious wasn't doing a great job.

*pours another dink*

spent a lotta the weekend fixing the house. our ginormous mango tree is almost grounded...*sigh* poor thing. it's been good to us, but we let 'er grow way too big (roots are destroying things). BEST mangos i've ever tasted. we're gonna graph a branch before we leave to take with us. it grew from a graphed branch off an uncle's tree to begin with. seems only fit...

put one'a those bathroom ceiling fans in that sucks the air out of the bathroom and usually into a duct and out'a the house...but we just vent it up into the attic *shrugs* nobody lives up there, haha, they won't mind the smell. aaand as usual what shoudl've been a 1/2 hour job turned in a 2.5 hour job. fuckin' piece of shit screws. i get everything set up and start drilling in the mounting screws and the goddamn things strip COMPLETELY in a split second. pieces of shit...pisses me off. of course i found them in the garage so i have no idea who made them and don't know who to get mad at.

FUCKERS!

i hate when that happens. maybe i should just blame myself and get it over with. but yeah, so i have these screws halfway in and i'm too goddamn lazy to tap 'em and drill 'em out 'cause they're going to be up in the attic ANYWAY where nobody'll see them for 10 yeras anyway...so i cut the tops off of 'em with a cutting disc and hit the shit out of 'em to bend 'em sideways and crush them so they'll actually act like the mounting screws they were supposed to be. i feel sorry for the poor guy who has to try and take them out...i hope he doesn't come after me...*cringes*.

i actually enjoy fixing all this shit. growing up my dad sorta' taught me how to do a few things and i had a knack for it so i ended up installing everything. it's funny now that i'm replacing things that i'm getting pissed off at some of the things others have done to install things (of course i didn't do it). makes all these jobs that should be a simple replacement job a pretty much start-from-scratch job. i always believed in the 'do it once and do it right' mantra. too bad i was just pissed off at a set of screws in that last paragraph. haha...whatever, that thing is solid as fuck now and won't have to be touched in ten years.

on a lighter note, i found a perfect skeleton of a fullgrown rat (none'a this newyork size ratmonsters) up in the attic. very curious...completely clean (white, even), no rotten anything, clean fur laying all the way around it...almost neatly..and no smell. i imagine his friends ate him up...or the roaches and/or ants. i don't remember smelling anything *shrugs*. i tried to pick it up but it started breaking so i decided to deal with it later. i'm definitely gonna have to go back up there more than once in the coming weeks.

i'd forgotten how easy it is to babble.

gimme some material


*drinks*