i'm baaaaaaaaack
I didn't go anywhere...except on a Flying Saucer induced haze of fakeness.
And I've already eaten 5 of the bastards tonight too. ::puts them WELL out of reach::
So...er....this week. Can't remember what I've posted already.
I'm working on a big cast spiral...the BOSS'S big cast spiral. For his house. This makes me nearly poo myself with scaredness.
Especially after I cracked two treads on Monday (have cunningly hidden that though...Hopefully I shall never be found out) Cracking cast is really easy. I was trying to anneal it as it had gone glassy. (totally rock hard and unworkable) So I whacked a few thousand degrees of heat through it, but as I was holding it at heat I heard it go 'PiiiiNGG'. Bastard.
Anyway...erm..yes. It's a horrible job. Don't like cast work at the best of times! Very dusty. And to drill a hole about 15mm deep I have to sharpen my drill bits two or three times. takes yeeeeaaaaarrrrrssssssssss.
On an up note, I just finished some nice railings, topped with forged finials. The guy who did them rushed them and the finials looked pretty rough, but I shaped them down with a flap-wheel and tidied them up. He didn't dress the edges as he forged them out, and he used a power hammer, so there were marks left on the surface. But schmeh, at least I didn't have to forge out 20mm sq using a lump hammer and the oxy-acet set.
And....enough boringboring work bollo'.
On a far more interesting note, I'm diving into TBE boards/LJ folk. Not actually diving into the LJ folk, obv. But friending happily :)
And I'm writing fic. Not the fic I should be writing. Or the fic I should be writing when I'm not writing the fic i should be writing. Or the....you get the picture.
No, I'm writing deep dark angsty pain-filled horrible Gavin/Tim fic, which will prolly never see the light of day as it would turn into a black hole and suck all the light fluffiness out of the universe and envelop the world with darkness. Just the way i like it.
That show's gotta lot of stuff to work on, y'know...subtext layered upon subtext...to quote a famous Engineer. Or misquote.
And I'm being awakened...awoken...to pairings I never thought of.
I'm having probs with my words tonight. And I've only had 10 Flying Saucers. Oh, and got fab shopping today.
And called Phil a 'mardy git' at work today, which Bob thought was so funny he repeated it to me all day. Inbetween quizzing me about breasts. Gotta love my boys at work.
And I've already eaten 5 of the bastards tonight too. ::puts them WELL out of reach::
So...er....this week. Can't remember what I've posted already.
I'm working on a big cast spiral...the BOSS'S big cast spiral. For his house. This makes me nearly poo myself with scaredness.
Especially after I cracked two treads on Monday (have cunningly hidden that though...Hopefully I shall never be found out) Cracking cast is really easy. I was trying to anneal it as it had gone glassy. (totally rock hard and unworkable) So I whacked a few thousand degrees of heat through it, but as I was holding it at heat I heard it go 'PiiiiNGG'. Bastard.
Anyway...erm..yes. It's a horrible job. Don't like cast work at the best of times! Very dusty. And to drill a hole about 15mm deep I have to sharpen my drill bits two or three times. takes yeeeeaaaaarrrrrssssssssss.
On an up note, I just finished some nice railings, topped with forged finials. The guy who did them rushed them and the finials looked pretty rough, but I shaped them down with a flap-wheel and tidied them up. He didn't dress the edges as he forged them out, and he used a power hammer, so there were marks left on the surface. But schmeh, at least I didn't have to forge out 20mm sq using a lump hammer and the oxy-acet set.
And....enough boringboring work bollo'.
On a far more interesting note, I'm diving into TBE boards/LJ folk. Not actually diving into the LJ folk, obv. But friending happily :)
And I'm writing fic. Not the fic I should be writing. Or the fic I should be writing when I'm not writing the fic i should be writing. Or the....you get the picture.
No, I'm writing deep dark angsty pain-filled horrible Gavin/Tim fic, which will prolly never see the light of day as it would turn into a black hole and suck all the light fluffiness out of the universe and envelop the world with darkness. Just the way i like it.
That show's gotta lot of stuff to work on, y'know...subtext layered upon subtext...to quote a famous Engineer. Or misquote.
And I'm being awakened...awoken...to pairings I never thought of.
I'm having probs with my words tonight. And I've only had 10 Flying Saucers. Oh, and got fab shopping today.
And called Phil a 'mardy git' at work today, which Bob thought was so funny he repeated it to me all day. Inbetween quizzing me about breasts. Gotta love my boys at work.