Posted 12:21 by Tycho

Weekend...good...went down to Danbury, CT to work on Russ's uncle's 1964 Corvette. I have never seen so much food in my life.

Got there at 5ish after leaving at about 2:30, and was fed lots and lots of food. In fact, I was forced to eat it. They want to GET RID of it! Met his aunt and uncle, and two cousins. One of which is a model (he wasn't kidding when he said she was hot). Then we went outside and took a look at the beast and talked about what needed to be done the next day. Head back inside, play pool. I could get lost for years in that house. Wow. Russ and I stayed up talking about stuff. I asked for some advice, received good advice, made note of it, and thought about it. I hate being led around by the nose. Then we get some much needed sleep (I was still tired from the day before...had gotten off the phone at 1:30 and got up at 7).

Woke up, and breakfast was hot and plentiful. Ate until I was bursting at the seams. Russ and I head out to start working while his cousin Jeff goes out to the store to buy a few parts that we'd be needing. Here are a few highlights of the day: nearly being set on fire by Russ, getting hit by white-hot shrapnel, setting the garage on fire (wasn't me!), avoiding raccoons relieving themselves on us. Taking out the sway bar...then putting it back in the correct way. Put the brakes together, and getting the brake lines set...squaring away the suspension. Tried to get the gas out of the tank (it was defying physics!), then suggested to drop a lit match down there (they had already tried that). I also got stuck for a few minutes while trying to get the headlight motors out. Just when his model cousin was coming out. Damn it! Lunch was...wow...I think I ate maybe a ton of food. Yeah. After: back to work! Then we retreated before the raccoons flung poo at us. Later on, we went down to play pool, and Tiff's cousins show up. That was the best girl/guy ratio I've EVER SEEN!!! And then it was milkshake time...unngh...drank too many...got paid to drink 'em, too. Right now, I'm trying to figure out where else I got riddled with shrapnel. It itches. I'm tired, my muscles ache in ways I never knew possible, I'm filled with metal. I was expecting a call from my parents, but I'm glad no one called me, because it was too dangerous for me to answer most of the time. I don't want to see food for a week.

I think I'm going to watch Return of the King, then go out on the town.

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