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Oct 16
i can also build stuff
i had to come up with the concept, then design and build a picnic structure.
just because i'm a city girl, and always busy, the only time i would actually go have picnic with Victor would be at night. therefore, i thought of making a picnic table that can be used at night, on the top of a roof, in the city...theme: night sky. :)
the instructions were like this:
- build out of 4'X8' piece of ply wood
- should sit 2 people, each weighing 165 lbs.
- chairs can't be taller than 16"
- the whole structure has to fit in a 5'x1' space
- has to be put together and taken apart in less than 2 minutes.
after weeks of drawing, redrawing, measuring and making a bunch of mini-models, i got to the cutting the wood part. I wish i'd have pictures taken during that process - me, at 7.30 AM, using wood cutting power tools, very noisy and messy...and i still have all my fingers! yay!
the wood cutting was actually pretty fun, I can see myself getting into that.
the table leg and getting the chairs to sustain someone that has 165 lbs were the hardest part. Designing them so that the whole structure looks as one piece, maintaining the theme consistency ...so complicated! But eventually I figured it out, and I think it works pretty good. It all bends up and it has a lot of hinges, etc. etc.
aaaanyways: i give you my "Starlight" picnic structure! yay!
just because i'm a city girl, and always busy, the only time i would actually go have picnic with Victor would be at night. therefore, i thought of making a picnic table that can be used at night, on the top of a roof, in the city...theme: night sky. :)
the instructions were like this:
- build out of 4'X8' piece of ply wood
- should sit 2 people, each weighing 165 lbs.
- chairs can't be taller than 16"
- the whole structure has to fit in a 5'x1' space
- has to be put together and taken apart in less than 2 minutes.
after weeks of drawing, redrawing, measuring and making a bunch of mini-models, i got to the cutting the wood part. I wish i'd have pictures taken during that process - me, at 7.30 AM, using wood cutting power tools, very noisy and messy...and i still have all my fingers! yay!
the wood cutting was actually pretty fun, I can see myself getting into that.
the table leg and getting the chairs to sustain someone that has 165 lbs were the hardest part. Designing them so that the whole structure looks as one piece, maintaining the theme consistency ...so complicated! But eventually I figured it out, and I think it works pretty good. It all bends up and it has a lot of hinges, etc. etc.
aaaanyways: i give you my "Starlight" picnic structure! yay!
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Oct 15
and sometimes i take pictures and write little stories. :)
Once upon a time, there was a beast that was watching TV all the time. Not because the movies were interesting or the news were intriguing. He, in fact, hated television. He thought it is a waste of time, as it is sleep. But he had nothing better to do. He didn't have anyone to share his life with, and that is what turned him into a beast in the first place.
One night, while watching a re-run of Rambo IV, during a commercial break, he went outside on the balcony and he thought to himself: "I have had enough of this TV nonsense. I am going to find someone to share my life with and together we will make the world a better place!"
It took him a long time to find his apartment keys, that's how long it's been since he hadn't left his apartment. Eventually he found them buried behind all the guitars he had but didn't play in forever. It was that one war that made him lose hope that music can make people better. It can't, it's a waste of time.
"Hope is stupid", he started thinking while driving around the ugly streets. He hasn't been talking to anyone in 147 years, because he didn't like explaining himself. They would always ask "what do you mean?" and that drove him crazy! Is it that hard to understand? "I will never find someone to love me and for me to love back." But, against his negative feelings, he had this desire to keep looking.
"Maybe in a club! That's where people socialize, right? I will have a drink, and that should do it! I'm sure the drunken people here won't even notice that I am a beast. They'll see me as one of them. Surroundings are what makes a person, right?" He stood in front of the club for 3 hours that night. He just couldn't walk in. NO! No! no… not like this. He decided he's not going to take that path. Depravation was just not his thing. Too shallow for his style…
So he got in his car, dreaming of his soul mate. He was sure there's gotta be someone out there!!! But…but…NO! Stop it! There's gotta be someone! Only 1 person in 6 billion! Somewhere out there in this fucked up world, full of war, sex, depravation, drugs and wrong moral systems, abuse, crime, lies…one person who can make him have hope again! Hope that good and love are not just a myth.
When he got home, he went straight to bed. He hated going to bed. He hated the city, the apartment keys, the TV, Rambo, the club and the cars, people and hope. His last thought before he fell asleep was "I bet I'll die without ever have loved someone!" He hugged his other half of his heart and fell asleep.
He dreamed, first time in 326 years. He dreamed that 'the other half' of his heart turned into a beast. THE beast of his dreams. Literally? He woke up laughing, while someone was kissing his beastly nose…
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