Update to this: Leaf-blowers banned from said workshop.
Idle daydreaming as I stumble off to bed fer another short night's sleep before another long day's work;
and folks, the dream: damn, it'd be nice to have a little place somewhere. Little flat, above a wee workshop, working to fix people's stuff or build neat things to make folks happy, without it being a relentless grind to make someone wealthy.
Y'know, that weird little shop tucked away in a corner of somewhere, that almost doesn't seem to exist...
On the note of the "well-worn, bordering on decrepit, kinda bodged together because half the major parts are long EOL and all the parts supply has pretty-much dried up" typea aesthetic, that's kinda the sort of way I want to go with my ss13 toy project. Just sorta struggling to get the little fragments of ideas to condense into something more.
Tho, I want the general feel to be "ship/station is a holdover from a 70s revival era".
I'm a sucker for brown/beige/orange/yellow~
Computers were a fucking mistake, I swear.
Oh my god, apparently I'm not meant to get anything even remotely interesting done tonight.
Power's been out 4 or so times, desktop now apparently has random lockups that I can't easily diagnose, and the laptop has just run out of room on the root partition.
And now it's time for bed, so fuck *me* for wanting to do anything, I guess?
Gonna become plush, or rubber, to rid myself of the illness.
'tis the only way.
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