snakefeast

Finished repainting the bathroom all except one spot that I had to fill with drywall, looks a ton better. Although now it reaks of enamel, gotta use oil base so the water doesn't seep through and dampen the wall all the way through, unlike the last idiot who painted the place, so I'll deal with the smell for a while. It's still too damn hot here to work out iin the shop, so James and D'lana will have to wait another week for the table I would be out there finishing for them right now. My best friend Brian, who was the one in the accident, per my last few entries, is looking a whole lot better and recognizing people and even trying to speak a bit, telling them he wants to go home and trying to rip out his IV, hornery fuck, same Brian I've always known, thank god. I think he's gonna be just fine. Met a sweet girl this saturday night, via my other friend Brian, and got way too loaded, but we had a good time, and as much as I don't need a 'girlfriend', I dig the hell out of her and I think she feels the same. We'll see what transpires with that. About to practice with zomboid and a feast of snakes, I'm sure I'll here a little bit more from them about that paint smell. No amount of nag champa can cover that up.