I have a loud torch.
I have a loud torch. Everyone has commented on the fact that it is super loud- louder than normal in fact, since i run it extra hot so that i can work fast. Everyone who has worked with me has always complained, but since it has always been my shop- or at least a shop that is equally shared, people have just dealt with it. Well, now the situation is different/ Today,one of the guys who came in to work, had to leave, due to being driven insane by te jet engine of my glassiness. Fortunately, the guy who runs the shop has an extra torch that runs quietly, an is willing to let me borrow it. IT will undoubtedly slow me dow until I get used to it, but I am willing to give it a shot. It's either that, or work the graveyard hours- which are my favorite hours to work at home (plus, the only hours to get in some smoochin'!
It's a pain
There is so much to do for the holidays, and no time in which to get it done. Between going back and forth to Colorado all of the time, and work, there is little time to make things like I usually do. Hopefully, I will figure something out.
My mom is doing surprisingly well. She has held ground this whole time, which is faboo!
The big, fat words of eeno at December 14, 2004 02:36 AM