Kate’s allegedly a human (although increasingly right-wing bigots would say otherwise). She’s definitely not a vampire, despite what some other people claim. She’s also mostly built out of spite and overcoming oppositional-sexism, racism, and other random bullshit.
So she’s either a human or a lizard in disguise sent to destroy all of humanity.
Either way, she’s here to reassure that it’s all fine.
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Why?
Why is it the night before nights, as I stay up, I always end up feeling sad and lonely. Is it Kathryn sleeping away (hopefully) peacefully above me while I ponder the imponderables of my life? Is it that pool of sadness my counselor talked about back when I was in counseling? Is it that…
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Quick update.
I hate application forms. That is all.
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You can’t fit better’n a fuel filter
Somewhat tardily I put in a fuel filter on both DAFs today. I say somewhat tardily because after quite a lot of investigation I found this in the carb on Jejy: Which I dug out with a screwdriver, tissue paper, and cotton buds – giving me this: Yes it does look like fine-brown sugar. Yes…
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The weekend has arrived
And with it rain. Lots and lots of rain. Lots and lots and lots. I’ve been intending to work on the cars this weekend, had heard (vaguely) that the forecast wasn’t great, but had hoped that it’d be dry enough for me to do some work. It is raining and raining and raining, and the…
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Protected: Sometimes we bring you back.
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Plan != reality
Plan: Motorbike to be transported here, put together, MOT and tax bike. Work on Vixy and sort the top speed, ideally change clutch plates and fit new exhaust. Same to Jejy but with added possibility of new rings. Reality: Motorbike’s not here yet. Jejy completely unusable. Vixy not really right. Running vehicles: 1ish Off the…
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Independent’s Day
I promise, it’s not all car stuff. Skip the first 3 paragraphs to skip the car talk. It has, by my standards, been a while since I updated. This is because I’ve been busy and/or tired – having come off nights my body’s been rebelling; not wholly unusual, but not that common either. We’ve singularly…
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Maths, lies, thrills and unthrills.
1) Kathryn drives much more economically than me. 2) It took me much longer than it should to work out the DAF’s MPG. Given that I think she’s still not running quite right (mixture wise), and am pondering whether there’s some clutch slippage going on, we should be able to get better fuel economy from…
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Moments of weakness
So, nights are bad. They stress your body, they stress your mind, they leave you drained and overtired. I find that I get into the ‘swing’ fairly quickly, for the most part; but I’m not quite there yet, and was feeling undeservedly pissy at the vehicles. Mostly because despite throwing most of a tin of…
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I know I was plotting her demise…
…but this seems a little unfair. I’d been hoping to ride Cherry (Red ‘zed) until the tax ran out, the MOT expiring shortly afterwards. The slight and occasional clatter from the top end telling me more than I needed to know about how sick the engine truly is (‘cos she’s had a top end, less…