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For the third time, greatly abbreviated further. (The mobile version on iOS is absolute ass.)
Job: still not fired. Expected pitfalls from starting a new career. I can do it. Not liking being gone this much.
Home life: complicated. Juggling priceless eggs in variable gravity (one dork point for no-lookup getting that one).
Personal life: what do I use for time? Rolling back to ksp on the road. Built a clean-sheet single stage to orbit spaceplane yesterday with stock parts. Worked on first launch (second if you count the first failure to put fuel lines in symmetry as a launch). Spent hours refining and wound up with something that works arguably worse. Kind of proud of that, I've still got the Kelly Johnson touch with little green men aerospace.
Cars: jez being worked on. Communications hard. R is visitng family that way and will be my area spy and photographer.. I miss my baby. Bug needs an engine rebuild, or at least that seems the sane alternative with a 32-year old mill that needs rings, valve seals, and now a rear main seal. R is picking up the tab and in return can have (be sold for a dollar) my ownership of it. She wants Bug and that's fine with me. Glad the little road roach is sticking around, she was a temporary expedient but has been surprisingly durable and capable and full of potential. Also garage is now full.
Paying off the z a little at a time. $1000 is the new $200. Will be a fun long term project. Should just need a battery to fire up, after fluid stuff. Then belts and etx. Wheels turning will e a lot harder. Hubs all need to be redone, frozen brake drum, every piece of brake hardware is probably trash. Also my cheap harbor freight jack is the perfect diameter to punch a hole in the bottom of the frame rail box section.
Stuff: picked up a BB gun (daisy power line 880 but an old one) for $20. First shot cut a coke bottle in half at about thirty yards.
Always wanted a BB gun since scout camp a billion years ago. It's satisfying to plink things in the large backyard from the deck. (Cinder block + big sheet of plywood as backstop, range safety blah blah). God help me I'm becoming a redneck. Second shot, well, you'll notice the first picture is on a glass tabletop. Ask me how I know it shoots a little low. Pop rocks in glittering piles, nothing left but the frame.
Other stuff: I had a dog give me a smaller dog. Pit/lab pup. Very sweet, very too smart. We are fostering her for a while but she's not our dog, any of us, so until we can find her a GOOD home and not just A home, she stays.
