volkov

I worked a FIFTEEN hour workday today. I got ten hours of overtime this week. AND I ONLY WORKED FOUR DAYS!!!!

spent all day...and night...today, putting in an airconditioning unit that normally cools an entire house for a rich dentist to use to cool ONE room. his wine cellar. it was really beautiful with floor to cieling wooden wineracks and these are vaulted ceilings.

but after working on that unit...some of the day in a pouring thunderstorm....getting burnt by acetyene torches and stabbed in the head with roofing nails and covered in sealant goop and fiberglass ducting....

ugh.

I am going out and getting drunk. and watching an old Lee Marvin Western called The Professionals tonight.


so missing the girl right now.

for going on...is it really almost 7 years now, I've looked on this whole Love thing as a casual oberver...even when the situation somehow involved me...and kept a safe distance from anything and anyone seemingly infected with it....suddenly I find myself an active...even willing...participant. I can't say that I've let go with abandon into the adventure of loving and allowing myself to be loved...like that. but I'm hanging over the edge of it. and I think I might just take this knife to the tether of what I always took to be my own good sense.

I love her.