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THe analogy never ceases. Now I have the easy part done, the structure around the outside -- the scaffold, that is -- and I have such a clear, bright, beautiful vision for the middle, and I am really terrified of execution. The nice fellow keeps saying "quilt patterns? Quilt patterns are more conducive, aren't they? You have those angles and things?" He's dubious about kelp. My vision is clear, however. By "done," up there, I meant "laid out."
Now I have to go back to stacking.
The nice fellow has done the dishes, the compost and now he's doing the laundry, after a full day of work. All I have done today is the tile thing and call about a job (they said, we don't know, we'll call you).
Now I have to go back to stacking.
The nice fellow has done the dishes, the compost and now he's doing the laundry, after a full day of work. All I have done today is the tile thing and call about a job (they said, we don't know, we'll call you).