August 24, 2003

Well, I'm back. Damnit.

Had a three-hour blow slot after dinner, everything I made hit the floor. Not one damn thing left my blowpipe and went into the annealer. Fuck. As soon as the last one hit the floor, I cleared my bench of all the tools, said a few goodbyes and went home.

Strange ending to a very strange experience.

Now, I must sleep.

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