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Though we share this humble path, alone
How fragile is the heart
Oh give these clay feet wings to fly
To touch the face of the stars

Breathe life into this feeble heart
Lift this mortal veil of fear
Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears
We'll rise above these earthly cares

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me


Thursday, September 1, 2011

The bad news is good

For the deck project, turns out the dweeble that built our house had even more nails holding the posts to the deck. He nailed the post to the joist. And not the end joist, but one of the middle ones. So I'll be able to remove all of the posts and just replace those. That'll make the weekend easier.

Yeah.

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