Naw, i hear.
Been sleepin for 2 days and then working.
Reader's Digest version:
Got parts over to the garage, bought beer.
Back to shop.
Start putting stuff together.
More beer.
Pizza. mmmmm
"Dam, that gasket don't fit right...does it?"
flip gasket over so it fits
better.
Pull pistons on/off three times...more beer.
Stab finger real deep with C-clip.
bleed
bleed more.
beer. suck finger blood.
wipe blood and beer on pistons as I take them off again....grrr, gasket don't fit cause it's the wrong one.
Notice, nothing is bent broke or fd up .... yet
more beer, dam, that sure is hurting and bleedin, wipe more blood on pistons.
Sanitize wound with nice clean fresh motor oil.
heck, it's sterile, or at least sanitary.
after 3 tries putting jugs on, bent one oil ring expander just enough so it's still good, rebent it, but enough where I figure it's too much beer, not enough brains.
Swear, bleed, kick rear wheel, walk away.
more beer, screw it for tonight.
Go home after more beers and lots of complaining and yelling at inamate objects. (some yelled back at me)
Go home before I break something.
You gotta know your limitations.
Two drinks of wine, one drink of gin,
and we're lost in the ozone agin.
nuthin is broke, bent or fd up.
Just need another night to get my head into it.
pshaw, it's beer thirty, again.
screw it, it's supposed to snow 7" tonight anyway.
