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So, I've finally convinced what passes for an organization that runs our little housing project that a one eyed carpenter is just as good as a two eyed one. Given I had to prove it to them with tests and samples and stuff but I think they are finally going to let me around power tools again and even gave me a job. Thanks to the little window incident, they were easily convinced once I proved myself, much more then all the places I'd been trying to find a job anyway. Easier to have one on staff then getting a contractor to come in and fix things, or at least that was that argument that ultimately won them over. They even covered the cost of my tools. I was impressed.

So um yeah. If anything in your rooms needs repairing or heck, if you need a new piece of furniture or want to do some remodeling, let me know and we'll see what we can do. I'll even offer my services to you guys with businesses. Promise I'll keep it cheap.


It's nice feeling useful again. I'd forgotten what that felt like for a while and the unsuccessful job hunt brought back too many painful memories that so didn't help.

Plus, you know...it helps with the whole distracting thing. Gives me something to do. To not think about Anya and her being here and jealous of all things...We moved on right?

Good grief. I would help if I even knew what I wanted.


Now to find a good wood supplier. I wouldn't be surprised if they make it in a lab or something anymore.

After many edits, finally got it. Err...right. Filters and the Xan-man are not friends...not in the slightest.

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I think they were more worried about their insurance due to depth perception then references. Apparently they already knew I was dependable. The TV show maybe? Who knows.

So...hows the new roomie? I'm not going to come fix anything over there am I?