Thursday, November 09, 2006
Today. I worked hard, I guess, can't quite remember. Do remember that the day begun in a shitty manner. Dad sent me a message:"Your mom could bring my computer over as she arrives tomorrow, so you can fix it" to which I answered "I suppose that's how it goes". Going to fucking demand money for it. I have worked long hours this week and the computer arriving means that I'll have to work during the weekend as well. Back to ranting about the morning, after that SMS I went to work, welded some and managed to get a nice weld full of holes. After a search through the machine I notice that someone had tipped the end of the welding thingie to this crease we use to keep the most dirt off it. Plunging the whole thing there means that it clogs the part which lets the safety gas out, which happens to be the essential thing to make the weld hole. Fun thing.
My knee was a bitch again as I could not completely avoid putting my weight on it. In the afternoon I cornered boss to ask for a raise, which I definitely deserve and he said that I atleast keep busy enough with my work. So that doesn't sound all that negative. As the final work I did what the smiths should have done, cleaning the dirt after them walls were cut to shape. Hopefully that seemed good enough for boss as well. I spent 1.5h swimming in my own sweat as I did it. I was going to go and swim after work, but after that rush of doing what I did. Just came home, Daddy visited and I fell asleep when he was here. Was nice of him to visit. Always is. I worry about him though, lots more now after the tests and all. He mentioned that there's something definitely wrong, alzheimer, dementia or something of that sort. I know he's old, but doesn't sound pleasant at all.
Well, I've ranted more than I expected. Guess that's good. Venting things out without paying attention to the fact that I am indeed venting.
Yay and so forth. I fucking need some rest.
My knee was a bitch again as I could not completely avoid putting my weight on it. In the afternoon I cornered boss to ask for a raise, which I definitely deserve and he said that I atleast keep busy enough with my work. So that doesn't sound all that negative. As the final work I did what the smiths should have done, cleaning the dirt after them walls were cut to shape. Hopefully that seemed good enough for boss as well. I spent 1.5h swimming in my own sweat as I did it. I was going to go and swim after work, but after that rush of doing what I did. Just came home, Daddy visited and I fell asleep when he was here. Was nice of him to visit. Always is. I worry about him though, lots more now after the tests and all. He mentioned that there's something definitely wrong, alzheimer, dementia or something of that sort. I know he's old, but doesn't sound pleasant at all.
Well, I've ranted more than I expected. Guess that's good. Venting things out without paying attention to the fact that I am indeed venting.
Yay and so forth. I fucking need some rest.
# posted by dragonrat @ 7:11 PM 
