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attack of the killer dragonfly

i would like to start off by saying if last night serves as any sort of foreshadowing regarding how the rest of this project will go, i'm scared. yesterday after wet-vacuuming the first chair i began vacuuming the second chair after i opened my front door and balcony door leaving the screens open for ventilation and a salty ocean breeze. at one point i ended up soaking myself, because apparently i am not skilled in using the wetvac, and when i turned off the vacuum i heard this alarming knocking noise against the glass balcony doors. as i turned to assess what was making this noise i caught out of the corner of my eye a buzzing, black, t-rex sized insect chaotically flying around the lamp in my living room. i quickly decided to find the closest item i could use to "shoo" him back outside when i noticed the deafening hum of buzzing coming from my balcony. to my disbelief, there were 30-40 equally monstrous dragonflies trying to ram my screen door open and attack. at this point the dragonfly in my living room recognized me as a hostile object and began dive-bombing me like a kamikaze pilot. the shriek i let out should have alerted my neighbors. however, it did not. i am now comfortable making the following statement: if i am ever attacked in my apartment, no one will alert the authorities either due to their complete indifference regarding my welfare or the distinct possibility they do not have their hearing aids in that late in the day (both are distinct possibilities). at some point i decided my only chance at getting the insurgent out of my condo was to bust out the hairspray can and freeze him. after paralyzing the intruder i set out to freeze his posse, which i did successfully, and then managed to close the glass door only after a late attacker slipped past my defenses and terrorized me in my living room until he came perilously close to my hairspray and he, too, fell to his aerosol death. goodness.

today has been somewhat productive with regard to the furniture project. it took me TWO AND A HALF HOURS to tape the wood trim on ONE chair. not awesome. will post picture of chair shortly. i decided after a visit to the home improvement store that painting it pink rather than purple is the smarter thing to do. if i hate the pink i can paint over with purple and not the other way around. so! here is the taped chair for your viewing pleasure. planning on applying the first layer of paint tonight!




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