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Short days -> sleepy me. Last night was the longest of the year, right? I think I slept about 11 hours. Sun better come back, before I turn into a cave cricket. Or a Mexican cave fish. Or a naked mole rat.
The new Amazon filter setup went through its awkward transition period (like passing between hairstyles), with cloudy water and slight uncertainty, but it's come through very nicely. I bought an inline 36W UV sterilizer, which will cut down suspended bacteria, eliminate light-robbing unicellular algae, fry small metazoans, and polish the water. I've wanted one for years, but they don't come cheap. This one was on sale. I think I'll cobble together a yeast-based Carbon Dioxide system next, to see if I can push the swords into a growth spurt.
Looks like I've met my sneaky goal of keeping the '68 Cutlass in the shop as long as possible, thereby reducing the cost of winter storage. Lemme see... Engine swap, manual transmission conversion, scattershield, headers, full exhaust with x-pipe, power disc brakes conversion, stance adjustment, seats re-upholstered in black vinyl, odds and ends... Yeah. They'll be busy until March. Come Spring, you'll have to find the car in order to find me. It will be... so... beautiful... ...*dreamy eyes*
Entry gets heavierrr!
I feel positively strange, with a week left to my old job, the death of a terrible year coming fast, the beginning of a new chapter in my life just ahead (I've never been not-underemployed before), probably-good interpersonal uncertainties before me, the holidays at my heels (they're hard on me), and an undeniable, not entirely comfortable shift in my personal scene-bubble. I've gone from self-aware to thinking-too-much. This all sounds heavy, but it balances out in my favor, when I relax. There's the rub -- I don't relax enough. I don't recognize myself sometimes. I've let this year wind me up too tight.
The new Amazon filter setup went through its awkward transition period (like passing between hairstyles), with cloudy water and slight uncertainty, but it's come through very nicely. I bought an inline 36W UV sterilizer, which will cut down suspended bacteria, eliminate light-robbing unicellular algae, fry small metazoans, and polish the water. I've wanted one for years, but they don't come cheap. This one was on sale. I think I'll cobble together a yeast-based Carbon Dioxide system next, to see if I can push the swords into a growth spurt.
Looks like I've met my sneaky goal of keeping the '68 Cutlass in the shop as long as possible, thereby reducing the cost of winter storage. Lemme see... Engine swap, manual transmission conversion, scattershield, headers, full exhaust with x-pipe, power disc brakes conversion, stance adjustment, seats re-upholstered in black vinyl, odds and ends... Yeah. They'll be busy until March. Come Spring, you'll have to find the car in order to find me. It will be... so... beautiful... ...*dreamy eyes*
Entry gets heavierrr!
I feel positively strange, with a week left to my old job, the death of a terrible year coming fast, the beginning of a new chapter in my life just ahead (I've never been not-underemployed before), probably-good interpersonal uncertainties before me, the holidays at my heels (they're hard on me), and an undeniable, not entirely comfortable shift in my personal scene-bubble. I've gone from self-aware to thinking-too-much. This all sounds heavy, but it balances out in my favor, when I relax. There's the rub -- I don't relax enough. I don't recognize myself sometimes. I've let this year wind me up too tight.
