The twisty tool is made of evil. My hand is killing me. And WTF is with those lame ass wooden pegs that snap in half if you so much as look at them funny? And the little smiley direction man. I kind of want to smack him in his language barrier conquering face. He's just staring at the bag of tools all frustrated. JOIN THE CLUB BUDDY. You know who I mean. This asshole:
Two hours, two fights, and a wood glue incident later, we have the following.


Two pieces down. Eight more to go.
Ugh.
-- Posted from my iPhone


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This is why I actually became a chronic do-it-myselfer!! It's so much easier to just screw it up myself than to have an extra set of hands in there and another face that's not mine to scream at. :D
p.s. I just blogged off your blog last week about no one answering the phone! http://atypical-belle.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-dont-do-f2f-anymore.html
This post made me go lolsies.
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