This Sunday a few friends & neighbors of mine and I are going to smash, break, crash, shatter, and otherwise destroy a previously-purchased stockpile of the finest Goodwill china. Now, BEFORE you tell me that it's incredibly wasteful (like Boifren did when I told him), know that we'll be destroy things that 1). people didn't want, 2). on a giant tarp to contain the litter/mess/danger, and 3). I -really- need this. for...psychological reasons.
In other news, the spinningwheel wheel came in the mail the other day. Hopefully a metalsmith friend of mine will be able to help me out with the footman-connector-thingy that I need from it. Come Thursday (ie: payday) I'm buying a bicycle wheel and ordering the cheapest ashford flyer I can find. And then, finally, I can start building this fucking spinning wheel that I've been obsessing over for months now.
In other other news: my dad is married. AND...they're going to Jamaica for a week. AAAAAND...I'll be "watching" Bebo for a week, which will totally suck for him since I don't have a TV or game system or fancy gaming computer or satellite or extra car for him to cruise in or anything else that he may actually have fun having/doing/operating. On the plus: I'm getting paid. Hopefully dad has the foresight to not hand a wad of cash to Bebo, who will most certainly only give me a fraction of the real amount. I -do- have to feed him, so he better not try to cheat me.
What else don't you want to know about my life in the current moment? Well, I made the mistake of wearing my "europe" shoes today. If you're wondering why this is a mistake it's because I wore that pair of shoes - and only that pair of shoes - for five weeks straight while back packing in europe. With.out.socks.
yes. I did.