September 20th, 2003

calm, composed, caring, loved, angelic

The Adventures of an Amateur Welder.

Looking through the dark green visor transforms the sunshine world; it has the hues of a 1970's photograph. (It also makes me want to run around and pretend to be an officer of an alien army.)

Having sacrificed a shirt to get rid of all the rust on my basic piece of steel (it, er ... got caught in the steel sander thing, and suffered two mortal wounds, though it makes a cool executioner's mask now) on Monday, I decided to spend Wednesday attempting to weld. Getting two things to stick together is surprisingly complicated, however, particularly when you don't really know what you're supposed to be doing.

I wanted to attach this cylinder-thingie to my flat steel, but I (stupidly) didn't realize that the cylinder-thingie would keep on absorbing heat for a long time after the flat steel was about ready to give way. Thus, I nearly melted through the steel, didn't get anything to stick together, but did manage to make a really cool burn pattern on the flat steel.

Acetalyne smells horribly.

And now, a conversational moment of mine:
Mr. H: it's boring when nobody's online.
Me: ...
Mr. H: I mean, none of my friends from back home are on, and nearly nobody here is. I dunno, I just get bored easily.
Me: [Mr. H], the way you IM me when you're bored and ONLY when you are bored, and when you ONLY talk about HOW BORED you are annoys the hell out of me. o_O
Mr. H: oh. sorry about that.
Me: I have no sympathy for your boredom.
Mr. H: Didn't mean it to come out that way, honestly.
Mr. H: so... erm... I'll just take my foot out of my mouth, then. g'night.
Me: night.

Ah, speaking my mind felt good.
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