Tuesday was eventful. I was blessed with the opportunity to not only hold, but wield the plasma welder, aka "sex itself" according to my instructor. The gun weighs maybe 11 ounces and fires an unfathomably high amperage'd spark through a needle enveloped in compressed air and is able to liquify the armor on a battleship in less than a half second. It isn't even fair to the metal at this point. Tuesday night I received a lesson in arpeggios on the guitar, and learned how to pick the beginning of "sweet home alabama" of all the songs to learn in new york. Today in Sumi-e I graduated to pine branches and needles, which is nice because I'm not quite, but just about, at the loathing point with bamboo after 377 failed to mediocre attempts. Tomorrow is work and who knows what else.
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