Private journal entry

( scribbled on the cover of an old notebook in the shop )

(no subject)

Woke up this mornin' to find my damn fingertips are blistered. Shouldn' be surprised, considering. That little session last night was the first good workout they've had in quite a while! Need to put some more effort into earnin' my callouses, I guess.

The current status of my fingers makes tinkerin' with that little project a bit difficult, but if I'm careful enough how I handle things it's not too much of a bother. I'm puttin' on the finishing touches right now; mostly waitin' for the glue to set. Should be done by dinnertime, Spy, if ya wanna swing by 'n pick 'em up.