aircath

Well, got back home yesterday around 1pm, was a little sleepy so I laid down and awoke at 4am this morning, guess I was tired.

Not really all that much to update about, saw a guy get his finger damn near crushed, it wasnt a pretty sight. Also meet a guy bout 24 years old that couldve been a Pee-Wee Herman look alike. I gave him hell about it.

One of the old drillers on the rig started calling me omish due to the small beard i have growing atm. He calls me Ishmail or however you spell that name.

Anyways mostly all I did for 2 weeks was mix chemicals and work on the drill floor some. Having to carry 100 lb. sacks of chemicals all day long isnt fun. I did slip and bust my ass one time, it hurt. My ass is still bruised. I was toating one of the sacks on my shoulders when it happened, the extra weight didnt feel good when i hit the ground, i just laid there for a second cursing. Luckly no one saw. After it was all over and i was done saying every curse word i could think of atleast 5 times each, i laughed about it and limped away.

Well not much else i can think of atm. I beez back lata.