Well, I'm glad you like it. It's tied to a lot of memories including a friend calling my efforts a restoration a 'dribble job'. The polyurethane ran on me resulting in those drips that you see when a coat goes on too heavy. That insensitive prick. I've been getting in touch with my feelings as of late.
My debit card got closed due to somebody trying to charge $2.98 on it at an out of state location. States are what America has instead of provinces (for my Canadian friends).
Now I gotta get another bank card. Sh!t, mierd, kaka. How do I not have time? I have sooooo much to do. F^%&.
Gotta run. I wish I was bored.