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when i got it out of the box and tried to start it up, it would barely go, and i knew exactly what was wrong...i took off the top plate and underneath the entire thing was leaking black oil everywhere... :lossmanjack:
LUCKILY i found someone who will take it apart and give it a good cleaning though. the damn thing had feathers jammed into the mainspring somehow.
it will be worth it though, it will sound amazing when i get it back.
here is a short video of my smaller music box, just because.
it sounds a lot different than my new one, but i like it all the same.
i forgot to wind it though, and it starts really slowing down halfway through, but it shows how amazing these machines really are.
Damn, 1900 bucks sounds pricy to me but that's really cool! Also that looks a lot bigger than I imagined when I read "smaller music box". Impressive things, kind of reminds me of the Syberia games...
Shame we are moving further and further away from purely mechanical things. It's simply not the technological meta anymore, but these mechanical contraptions are still so cool!
 
Shoot just talked to my buddy and his dad is terminal with different cancers and all the family stuff is falling on him bc he's the only responsible son. He unloaded on me and that's good and he needed to vent. Gotta be there for your bros. But man, it's not going to get better. Dang.
 
Doing pretty well over here. Planning the final stages of an upcoming family holiday, starting Tiniest Tamagotchi on baby food, and crocheting lots. Taking the eldest of the kids to see My Chemical Romance soon, which will be fun-I got to see them during their original run before they broke up, so it’s kinda sweet to be able to share musical experiences with my child. I feel ancient now though.
 
Over the weekend German cockroaches have exploded all over my studio apartment and have spread into the hallway. After tearing up my kitchen trying to find where they are hiding I discovered that the drain for the washer that got taken out when I first moved in was not plugged. I got it taped up now but a lot of damage has been done already and I still got to male sure I got the ones that are already in my apartment.
 
Over the weekend German cockroaches have exploded all over my studio apartment and have spread into the hallway. After tearing up my kitchen trying to find where they are hiding I discovered that the drain for the washer that got taken out when I first moved in was not plugged. I got it taped up now but a lot of damage has been done already and I still got to male sure I got the ones that are already in my apartment.
sounds like you need a final solution.
 
I’m getting a little tired of the cold and rain but I don’t know if the pending heatwave will be better or not
 
Woke up this morning thinking I had a doctor's appointment, only to find out it's next Monday.

Now I have come back from my eye exam. Talked with the lady at the front desk about the Dawgs, and the optometrist complimented me on my eyes (which was nice but I don't swing that way).
 
My work and writing lives have been the same as usual; work sucks, but I'm still going. Writing is pretty much completely stuck, so I'm taking a slight break from that now. Truth be told, I've been having more trouble with my personal life more than anything.

Been a LOT of issues with my family lately; just lost another one of my relatives, and another one got AIDs from his piss-poor decision-making, so that's been hell to deal with. My parents have gotten fairly toxic as of late, as detailed a bit on the Boomer Hate Thread, so that's been a thing. I also keep getting reminded of a lot of rather cringy shit I've done in the past; feels like stuff that I can't/not allowed to forgive myself for.
 
All the best Newfies left for oil sand jobs in AB or FIFO jobs North of 60.
Newfoundland is split 70-30 between dysgenic Irish gnome caricatures who refuse to work a second longer than needed to get their stamps, and workaholic handy men who can seemingly do literally everything.

When the fishery was shut down a lot of them left for Ontario and New England as well (
back when those areas were still economically prosperous)

NFLD is just about the only place where when. Companies complain they can't find workers I believe them. The salary doesn't matter man, everyone just wants to work during the summer and take the rest of the year off. ( This isn't sustainable but more power to them honestly)
 
@Otterly @Friend of Dorothy Parker

I appreciate the support from both of you on advancing at the job.
But I might have to not follow the advice, however valid.

I talked to someone at HR today, asking them about any shelters/ short term living in the area. My town obviously doesn't have that but she tried. She pointed me to a rehab home and a phone number for community support. They were about as helpful, telling me I can use Next Door.
I could get another roommate or get a studio apartment but... I'm awfully tired of this place. And being possibly even farther away than I am now, biking miles to work outside all day in 95° just... doesn't sound appealing to me. I don't really feel like I belong here. Part of me feels like Im bitching out and being dumb. But I've also learned to just trust my body more. And when my body is saying it's way too fucking hot to be constantly lifting heavy shit and trying to operate a machine id usually need a cert for in a place criminally understaffed probably is probably good enough.
I have no friends here anymore. It's not the place I grew up in. There's no opportunities. things to do, people to do them with. It's both completely different and even more like it's always been.
I was chilling at a fast food joint on my break and witnessed a mom come in to talk to her 18 year old son who had just been hit by a car in the parking lot and was still working the back. She started arguing with the manager and then while her husband was away they started laughing with eachother. Meanwhile a middle aged dad started yelling because their order was sitting for about five to ten minutes in the back and wasn't brought out to them (which I can't blame him for really).
Shit feels like The Twilight Zone.
And I left here around the same time about 8 years ago to Go West, which was... so nice.
God. 8 years. 8... years. Wow. Time flies. Why in the name of god did I come back here? And more importantly why the fuck did I stay so long? I know no sense being in search of lost time
I just think if I'm going to be homeless I'm going to at least enjoy it properly.
It seems about time. I've already let the head boss know in advance that if things didn't play out well that I realistically wouldn't be able to do the job anymore but that I appreciate her having faith in me and that it's not the job just the situation. I think on my way out I'll get her a gift.


So yeah... July 4th. Independence Day. That actually sounds about right.
I guess I'll know how stupid I'm being eventually.
 
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