A little less epic
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Trimmed down the beard this weakend…what do you think? It would probably help if I combed it before snapping a pic, but I wanted to test the wordpress app for android 
me so friendly
1A guy named Caleb stops by my desk.
Caleb: “Darin?”
Me: “I’m not Darin.”
Caleb: “Oh.”
Me: “Can I help you with something?”
Caleb: “No.”
Me: “Then why the hell are you looking at me?”
Caleb: “….DAAaaamn!”
super productive spurt
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Last night something got into me and it still somewhat scares me. I had this super duper desire to get stuff done, like this spurt of ‘caring’ about stuff (*snort*… spurt).
I got home and worked on the lawn mower until it started up again. Mowed everything, even parts I don’t think have ever been mowed before. Then, I came in and ate dinner since Malcolm had prepared something. Then I replaced the motor on a bathroom fan. THEN, I worked on some glass stuff, THEN I went shopping and ran errands, then then then…
I wonder what will happen tonight. Will I keep moving … or flop down like a beached whale and let the evening slip by?
don’t ask if you don’t want to know the truth
0Chris B (4:09 PM): would you kill a baby for a million dollars?
Chris B (4:09 PM): no conviction
Chris B (4:09 PM): just public judgement
Daniel S (4:09 PM): probably, i hate babies and i lack a soul
Chris B (4:10 PM): jesus.
the baby is kicking
0I’ve been doing the whole liquid diet thing for a while. Not losing any weight right now (I know I really need to kick up an excercise routine, but I’m lazy), but I still really like the convenience and ease of it.
Today, the big boss bought our department lunch from a local restaurant… I had a chicken sammich. Just chicken breast, cheese, lettuce tomatoe and some spices. It was pretty good… except my stomach has shrunk so much (not my gut mind you) that I have such a major food baby right now. It’s kicking back hard! I should’ve only had half a sandwich.
I was taking a break, huffing a bit and holding my tummy like a preggos woman while discussing it with my office buddy, Chris. I’ve decided to name it after him and he’s excited to have a Chris Jr. around. I’ll make sure to take pictures for ya’ll when I give birth. 
torture and the baby
0I started off today by pulling out my rolling desk cart, setting down some cookies and strategically placing a fan to waft them straight at my boss’ office door a few feet away. Attempting to torture and break him is often the highlight of my day.
The boss just left for the gym to burn that sugar he just consumed off. MWhahahahaha!
In other news, Cassidy (a coworker) recently allowed an alien to burst out though her stomach. I finally finished this baby blanket I had been secretly working on for her offspring-baby-jiggly thing. I obviously couldn’t post a pic until she received in since we all know she’s home all day facebooking now and would see it.
I went with zigzags since it reminds me of my baby blanket. (I MISS YOU BANKY!)
Already a pink blanket is well underway for someone else who carelessly allowed an alien impregnate them. Silly girls… when will they learn.
first plate of mistakes
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So there it is, my first actual project in my kiln. It sucks, but it makes me happy. There’s a crease in the middle, the edges are very uneaven, and basically every mistake possible was made… which in the end is a good thing I suppose. When apprenticing in glass I learned the rule of the first project… You must keep it, you must display it, and you can’t fix it. It’ll be a nice reminder someday of where it all started. You know, when my masterpieces are on display and being sold for billions.
Sorry for the crappy picture, but it’s a crappy camera.
bitter boss
2I walked in the office this morning to find this in on my candy jar…
I guess the boss is getting bitter now about the chocolate sitting here, hahah.
my boss is all like oink-oink-oink
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I came walking back into the office and my boss was staring at me with a stink eye.
Boss: “You and that chocolate made me sick again.”
Me: “How is that my fault?”
Boss: “You keep putting chocolate out!”
Me: “That chocolate is for everyone, I can’t help that you are a pig!”
So I refilled it just to spite him.
Boss: “Go ahead! I’m not even tempted.”
Me: “Oh yes you are.”
Boss: “Okay, I am a little, but I’m not taking any.”
He got sick last week from eating to many. I only buy chocolate because I know it’s his crack and he can’t help himself but I’m doing my best to make him fat again.
Anyone want to bet how long it takes him to have some? $1 bets people, stop by my desk.
boom went my weekend
1I spent a good portion of Saturday working in my art/craft room. Last weekend I had finally purchased some hot glass and was ready to start playing around with it in the new kiln. I spent time slapping together my first project, a glass plate. Something simple, something colorful…
10.5 hours plus a few hours to cool down, this popped out of the kiln, which made me happy. Not perfect, but pretty good (I think) and I learned a bunch too which was a bonus.
Sunday, I prepped the mold I was going to use to shape (or ‘slump’) the newly created disc into a plate. I brushed the mold with a kiln wash and placed it in the kiln. The wash I was using needs to be heated to 500°F before using it. When the pink turns gray, it’s ready. About halfway through I heard a small boom in the kiln.
When the kiln cooled down enough to open, this is what I found…
The plate actually exploded and flung apart. 
So much for making for finishing my project! A whole weekend wasted, I was pretty down about it last night since there was just nothing I could do about it until I get a new one…. and study up on what I did wrong. I never used a clay mold before, so it is most likely my own fault. Did I heat it too fast… did I use the wrong kiln wash… who knows!
No plate until next weekend most likely
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