Well, I won't be getting any hand modelling jobs in the next little while.

It was a rough day for my hands today. First I'm opening boxes of membranes and I impale the middle finger of my right hand on a packing staple. That was both ugly, and painful. I bled profusely. It required a bandage as I was leaving red mess everywhere.

After that it was all fingernails. I ripped three of them over the rest of the day. None of those injuries were excruciatingly painful but, it netted me some ugly looking hands. On the upside though, its all evidence of having done something today, so I take pride in that.

Its snowing here in Brandon. I hope the rest of you have better weather.

Toodles!

I have a question.

Why is it that all the classes I hated from college, are all turning out to be the ones that I have need for during my career?

First it was surveying. I hated the class, and the camp we had to do on using the equipment. What's the first job I get? Surveying. Then there was the absolute worst class I had to take, project management, and then than one jumps up to be important too. I hated that project management class so much, I haded in a short story as my submission for the one assignment. I got an 80% on it, as I recall. That's kind of hilarious. Now its electrical that is biting me in the ass. I'm on site here, trying to get this project finished and what's the discipline hounding my every move? Electrical. How do I wire this? What's the signal cable for this. Is this relay open or closed? I can't get away from this.

I wanted to be a structural engineer, and ended up anything but. Such is life I guess.

Toodles!