Time for a new Journal!

Y'know, there are things that i start to wonder about at work. like what sort of things are written inside my walls. i ask this because (though i have limited experience) the houses i have worked on have some pretty interesting dialogue in them. the sub floor on the 2nd level of John's house for example, says (in various places)

"RAY!"
"^_^"
"AAA1 flooring"
"acme flooring"
"good set"
"i fell out of the ugly tree"
"not even my mother could love me"
and my personal favorite....(in 4 parts)
"I have a theory and my theory is this..."
"dinosaurs are very small at one end..."
"get much, much bigger in the middle..."
"and are very small again at the other end."

apparently, Celine got bored wile sanding.

also; John's sentient, malicious corded drill and i got along better than usual today. it hardly ground the bit at all! now and then i got a screw that went badly, but for the most part, it was co-operative.

except for the fact that i burned my hands on that stupid thing countless times! seriously! it didn't heat up at all on Wednesday, but today i burned myself with almost every other screw.

also, apparently i have the magical skill to clean out the expanding foam gun REALLY REALLY WELL, because john will take me away from other jobs to do it for him. i can get it cleaner than he can.