I finally figured out the index page format, but I think I want to change the colors a bit to match the Rammond picture that's there. I took my meds, deep cleaned the boys' cage. Then my roommate and I went to the thrift store and the dollar tree. I got some fleeces for the boys, some cool looking mugs, annd a book. Oh, and a Japanese vase. Gods, I love the thrift store! I'm gonna use that vase as my new money bowl/pot. I think it'll go well with the Hermes altar my money bowl's at now. Tomorrow, I don't have class, so I'll finish all the classwork stuff online tomorrow, so I can have a good grade by time for the cert test on Friday
I spent most of my day on the computer, trying to figure out sidebars for a more appealing interface... I ordered Doordash, McDonald's. I even got the boys some apple slices.
Fridays are always chill at the workshop. I ran the same 1200 piece job. Roman Day, one of my friendliest coworkers, commented on my white skin. I grew irritated. I told him, "Well, it's a good thing I live up north so I can blend in with the snow." He accepted it with suspicion. I don't have too much left on that Jaco job, but Jimmy came in and handed me a new setup card. I started 661 and set up the fixture and was able to, with help, sift through some old endmills to find one I could use instead of getting a brand new one from Dennis. A little later, Roman came in once more, looking into the nearly empty gaylord in front of 669. We looked at each other, he smiled, and quickly flipped me off. Even quicker than he could lower his hand, I shot back with my own. Roman was shoked, haha! I didn't get a sample in before the end of the day, but when I got home, I held my guinea pigs, smoked some weed, and started working on the format of my pages. Salem seems obsessed with the guinea pigs, which makes me nervous. My brother told me he's going to have a child with his girlfriend. That also makes me nervous. I'm supportive, of course. But part of my stomaach knots up at the implications of what that means. Maybe I think too deep too often.
Thankfully, I woke up early enough to spot clean the boys' cage ('the boys' = My guinea piggies!). Yesterday, I drove all around, haha. After my shot, I went to Walmart, then down to the local shopping mall, to get more paper bedding, and I ended up getting some treats and chew toys for them. Then, once I got them set up in there, I went to the dispo for my medical 'nectar' lol. Today, I went to work, started the air compressor for the shop, flipped some fuses to turn the lights on in the tool room, my work area for the past 3 and a half years. I decided to flip the power on for the Atrump mill labeled as 669, but I went to start up the right-most Haas out of the three mills that are placed next to the welding robots, the Aim Wire-form (the newer one--there's two), the laser, and the giant shipping garage door. We have a high-end job in that Haas. C-Sink, drill, tap, and chamfer mill. (By the way, I pronounce it as "Schamfer," because the guy who taught me in trade school is British, and ig that's how they say it, idk) Once Florydia came in at 7 am, I slinked back into my tool-room. We had an insurance meeting today. I tried to rake the snow from behind the workshop, so I can freely pace during breaks, and not slip around, but it didn't work. Tomorrow, I'll have to try to get my hands on a snow shovel lol. All in all, it was a good day today, except for the fact that I was hungry all day. I feel like this new med I'm on isn't actually improving my appetite, it just makes the hunger worse. I still have hardly any desire to eat, except to keep the hunger at bay... When I got home today, I fed the kitties and the piggies, and I held Rex for a bit. He's the shier of the two, so I want to socialize him with handling. He wheaked and enjoyed some nose pets. When I was in high school, I remembered hyperfixating on hedgehogs.There's just a lot that could go wrong when caring for a hedgehog, especially in the northern states where it gets frigid fast. I knew I wanted a small animal of my own, but I didn't want to subject an animal to something that could cost its life. The guilt would eat me up. I'll try to add more to the religious page...