The best way to feel incredibly unattractive is to spend nine hours knee deep in elephant shit and mud. That's pretty much what my day consisted of - not that I'm complaining. With all of the nerves aside, it went well. I didn't die or kill/break anything... and I like to think that I sort of held my own. Different - but not by that much - from what I'm used to. Hopefully I'll catch on quickly. I'm still a bit intimidated.
Tomorrow is going to suck. Not looking forward to fucking twelve hours of work. January in general is totally going to blow.
Pooh.
Tomorrow is going to suck. Not looking forward to fucking twelve hours of work. January in general is totally going to blow.
Pooh.
tiger_fodder:
Who can say that they have done that? It sounds like hard work, but amazing experience. 
freudianslip:
Impressed. After a day like that, I'm fairly sure you could slay a dragon of your own. You're my new hero.
