i forgot to complain about something. last friday i spent a good amount of the day in a sewer, tying the drain from the addition we are building into the main sewage arm. do you even realize how foul this is? why do i have to do things like this. there are these things in sewer collection stations under the street called "swails", and they are like little troughs in the concrete that channel the waste (shit and hair and soap suds) into the main sewage arm. i was next to one of these happy little swails in a manhole with a hammer drill, chipping a six inch hole in the side of the collection box. this was like 4 or 5 days ago and i still feel like someone is shitting on my face. this is not even remotely part of my job.
i want to just be a teacher or something so that i can just sit there in a warm, clean classroom and teach kids about stuff. i guess i'll get right on that.
operation Jim McAllister is under way.



i love surf music right now so much forever and ever amen.