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Jul. 5th, 2014 05:09 pmI feel nothing like writing but recall having the urge. I would write about the gym, maturity, lack of maturity, endorphins, mood vs. crazy, and house. I've even had too much coffee.
Perhaps later (leaving screen up in case of mood change)
Day later and here I be. I could at least summarize a few bits.
Had a party last night, went well. I'm still silly in the sense I am always happy when the party ends with a mess less than a college kegger. No, my friends sit around and talk, eat, and drink...though someone usually brings up one of the floor orgy stories from my old parties. What's great about putting out is once it's out there you don't really need to do anything to maintain the reputation.
House kinda: (maybe I should put in house post)
Lots going on with the silly-ass house. I'm trying to decide whether to run with the smaller general bathroom upstairs, which jams the tub-toilet-sink together in minimal space, but keeps the bedrooms a good size. I'm placing radiators, doors (which way do they open, do we make the closet doors 8' tall for extra storage), and closet doors. The proposed electric panel idea seems to eat some of my main-floor closet space.
The floors are an ongoing issue - he thinks he can't save them on the main level. I went to the house today and spent around an hour with my hammer and fucker (no idea what this tool is called, but it can destroy lots of things) and pulled up large sections of floor. Granted, the large parts I did were easy while I didn't make much headway on the very difficult parts...but I think I both seeing how bad it was while also potentially sending a message.
I also, as I've joined the group I'll call "no public housing project next to our neighborhood" alliance, printed and delivered flyers around the community. Bad idea to do that in the heat of the day even if it only was mid 80s.
The watersense employee came by - turns out she was a she, kinda cute, and showed up on a bike. I mean it's an environmental type job so I guess I could have expected that, but I was thrown off (also by cute). Not that it matters or mattered, plus we were ALL sweaty and disgusting. So I don't much for for subsidies, nothing for converting grass into pavers (if you have a slab and destroy it to make room for pavers you get funds), rain barrels totally fit, and a cistern type arrangement may not work for me. Also, I could do a tree for free which I'm not sure is my interest but it's good to know about - they're also very good to inform you of native and under used tree & plant options.
I heart the gym. Mike and I work out too much and too long, but in every area I'm stronger. I was getting not stronger when I worked out longer and had better progress when I was doing less work. Now I'm doing more work but also getting results. That said, I see an orthopedic specialist on Wed.
There I wrote lemme alone
Perhaps later (leaving screen up in case of mood change)
Day later and here I be. I could at least summarize a few bits.
Had a party last night, went well. I'm still silly in the sense I am always happy when the party ends with a mess less than a college kegger. No, my friends sit around and talk, eat, and drink...though someone usually brings up one of the floor orgy stories from my old parties. What's great about putting out is once it's out there you don't really need to do anything to maintain the reputation.
House kinda: (maybe I should put in house post)
Lots going on with the silly-ass house. I'm trying to decide whether to run with the smaller general bathroom upstairs, which jams the tub-toilet-sink together in minimal space, but keeps the bedrooms a good size. I'm placing radiators, doors (which way do they open, do we make the closet doors 8' tall for extra storage), and closet doors. The proposed electric panel idea seems to eat some of my main-floor closet space.
The floors are an ongoing issue - he thinks he can't save them on the main level. I went to the house today and spent around an hour with my hammer and fucker (no idea what this tool is called, but it can destroy lots of things) and pulled up large sections of floor. Granted, the large parts I did were easy while I didn't make much headway on the very difficult parts...but I think I both seeing how bad it was while also potentially sending a message.
I also, as I've joined the group I'll call "no public housing project next to our neighborhood" alliance, printed and delivered flyers around the community. Bad idea to do that in the heat of the day even if it only was mid 80s.
The watersense employee came by - turns out she was a she, kinda cute, and showed up on a bike. I mean it's an environmental type job so I guess I could have expected that, but I was thrown off (also by cute). Not that it matters or mattered, plus we were ALL sweaty and disgusting. So I don't much for for subsidies, nothing for converting grass into pavers (if you have a slab and destroy it to make room for pavers you get funds), rain barrels totally fit, and a cistern type arrangement may not work for me. Also, I could do a tree for free which I'm not sure is my interest but it's good to know about - they're also very good to inform you of native and under used tree & plant options.
I heart the gym. Mike and I work out too much and too long, but in every area I'm stronger. I was getting not stronger when I worked out longer and had better progress when I was doing less work. Now I'm doing more work but also getting results. That said, I see an orthopedic specialist on Wed.
There I wrote lemme alone
