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From the me-timbers-are-shivered department:

Well, I totally missed Talk Like A Pirate day. Arr.

In other news, I haven’t written any new posts in awhile, and that’s just no good.

I’ve been working on a little essay-like document that explores listening to music, but that’s no excuse for not coming here to write stuff in my lil’ ol’ online diary.

Let’s go back to last Saturday. What were you doing? I was tearing down walls. No, not my own walls. Why would I do that?

I was tearing down somebody else’s walls, of course.

My good friend P&M’s house has been under constant renovation since, well, since longer than I can remember, actually (good thing I’m starting to write stuff down here, eh?!). Last year they built an extension onto their house which added a room to every floor. Last Saturday we started on a project that will ultimately end in a really cool master bedroom.

The first step in this process was to remove the walls in one of the existing rooms. Demolishing stuff is fun. Tearing down plaster and lathe walls is especially fun because it pretty much *has* to be done the fun way: whacking it with hammers and crowbars and pulling and tearing pieces off with your hands. It’s one of those situations where taking a piece of wood and busting it across your knee while grunting isn’t totally out of place.

We finished that up, got cleaned up and then headed over to Adam’s (Adam is a P&M renovation-helper regular and was helping with the busting up of walls, btw) house for an episode of TV-watching, PS2-playing, checking out Adam’s own renovations and just general hanging out.

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