Nothing really interesting happening. Girl I liked in my class is married, job sucks, I want to move out now.
Restricted firearms course on the 28th. I think I might get a new wardrobe to match the guns I buy.
Really hope I can get that Moisin nagant. If I can't then I might try for an enfield or a Kar98.
Then I want the AR-7 survival rifle. Mebby a 1911. I can't decide on a pistol yet, partialy because i can't afford one yet. I'd love a mauser C96 or a luger in 9x19.
But I think a 1911 with an extended mag would be neat. Simply because it's a nice pistol with a small standard mag cap, but the legal maximum is 10 rounds here. So that makes it a nice pistol with an above average capacity if I get the extended mag. Rather than something like a glock which would normally have a much higher mag cap. but because canada sucks, has a tiny mag cap.
The other option is a revolver. A nice revolver would be cool. But something big and crazy looking.
I am at a standstill in my job. Not learning a damned thing. I NEED to get those resumes out this weekend.
I have no connections, which bothers me. I've been shoved in the corner to doing the same thing over and over, sometimes things I know are against the book. But heck, I do em anyway because it's all I can do.
Here I was promised paid trips to toronto to meet everybody, classes we were all going to take together at the ROM, learn all these skills and all I've been given is a lousy little book put out by our suppliers, which is have educational and half advertizement.
The manager(Also intent on leaving) knows all kinds of people because she's the one who deals with them. Anybody we order gems or jewelry from, she talks to them and they love her. One told her that our store would be nothing without her.
And here's me, stuffed away in the corner, crouched over my lousy bench in my lousy chair with my crappy light fixture, overpriced piece of crap pickle pot, Projects I have no idea how to complete.
A whole stack of things that need to be polished. Leaving me covered in black shit at the end of every day and a sore back from all the crouching.
Sucks.
I might have a job in april with my co-teacher's boss. They're moving and if they're successfull they'll be looking to hire a lackey. I can't wait that long. I want to have a better job, at least one I can stand to work more hours at, and that will let me work more hours.
I cut a nice piece of rhutilated(SP?) quartz today into a pretty egg shaped cabochon. It's pretty much colorless, clear rock with these gold colored needles jutting through in every which direction,
It was very tall the first time through but right at the end, I was using the stupid felt wheel to polish it and it got a heat fracture. Not too deep but I had to reshape it to a lower cab, which meant exposing more of the rhutiles(needles). I'm not entirly happy with it yet. I'm going to clean up the back then see how it looks. I might go over the top of it again.
The damned tin oxide for the final buff get stuck in the endd of the needles, too. Really sucks.
I might just leave it. I have plenty more nice material to work from. Dont't want to risk screwing it up entirly.
I think I needed to vent. Now, if I had someone to cuddle with, things would seem much brighter.
Gonna go to bed. My dreams have been very vivid lately. Sometimes they make me feel better.
Angst angst angst.
Restricted firearms course on the 28th. I think I might get a new wardrobe to match the guns I buy.
Really hope I can get that Moisin nagant. If I can't then I might try for an enfield or a Kar98.
Then I want the AR-7 survival rifle. Mebby a 1911. I can't decide on a pistol yet, partialy because i can't afford one yet. I'd love a mauser C96 or a luger in 9x19.
But I think a 1911 with an extended mag would be neat. Simply because it's a nice pistol with a small standard mag cap, but the legal maximum is 10 rounds here. So that makes it a nice pistol with an above average capacity if I get the extended mag. Rather than something like a glock which would normally have a much higher mag cap. but because canada sucks, has a tiny mag cap.
The other option is a revolver. A nice revolver would be cool. But something big and crazy looking.
I am at a standstill in my job. Not learning a damned thing. I NEED to get those resumes out this weekend.
I have no connections, which bothers me. I've been shoved in the corner to doing the same thing over and over, sometimes things I know are against the book. But heck, I do em anyway because it's all I can do.
Here I was promised paid trips to toronto to meet everybody, classes we were all going to take together at the ROM, learn all these skills and all I've been given is a lousy little book put out by our suppliers, which is have educational and half advertizement.
The manager(Also intent on leaving) knows all kinds of people because she's the one who deals with them. Anybody we order gems or jewelry from, she talks to them and they love her. One told her that our store would be nothing without her.
And here's me, stuffed away in the corner, crouched over my lousy bench in my lousy chair with my crappy light fixture, overpriced piece of crap pickle pot, Projects I have no idea how to complete.
A whole stack of things that need to be polished. Leaving me covered in black shit at the end of every day and a sore back from all the crouching.
Sucks.
I might have a job in april with my co-teacher's boss. They're moving and if they're successfull they'll be looking to hire a lackey. I can't wait that long. I want to have a better job, at least one I can stand to work more hours at, and that will let me work more hours.
I cut a nice piece of rhutilated(SP?) quartz today into a pretty egg shaped cabochon. It's pretty much colorless, clear rock with these gold colored needles jutting through in every which direction,
It was very tall the first time through but right at the end, I was using the stupid felt wheel to polish it and it got a heat fracture. Not too deep but I had to reshape it to a lower cab, which meant exposing more of the rhutiles(needles). I'm not entirly happy with it yet. I'm going to clean up the back then see how it looks. I might go over the top of it again.
The damned tin oxide for the final buff get stuck in the endd of the needles, too. Really sucks.
I might just leave it. I have plenty more nice material to work from. Dont't want to risk screwing it up entirly.
I think I needed to vent. Now, if I had someone to cuddle with, things would seem much brighter.
Gonna go to bed. My dreams have been very vivid lately. Sometimes they make me feel better.
Angst angst angst.
re: guns
revolvers are great. i've got a taurus model 8-something ultralight, its small/light enough for my little hands, but at .38-special, it still packs a punch.
*surprise!*