A little time spent here at HAWSEPIPER's floating global HQ/thrift store was just what I needed, apparently. I'm mostly recovered from being passed around the fleetlike the village bicycle last week. Today is crew change day, here aboard our little metal slice of heaven. I'm staying on for two more weeks. This makes today the start of week 9 here aboard, and that's no joke. I'm a little peaky, but hanging in there.
We've also bought a gallon of paint in a nice peach color for the head. We found the color 'soothing,' which seems appropriate on a vessel where I'm the only one who gets enough fiber.
I stepped on the scale while ashore over the weekend and was dismayed to see my weight is still sitting above where I'd like it. It's stable, though, and I'm back to feeling 100%, so I guess I should be happy there. In the meanwhile, we're heading south on the Delaware river to pick up a load of crude oil and take it out for a Sunday drive later this week. Nice to be back at work on my own decks, though I wish we hadn't waited until it was raining. I chafe.
Now THAT is fucking ghetto
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