Been messing around with snaps I took of my scale models. Some I took near 15 years ago the Spitfire yesterday. 

More tweaking with the paint box.

I'll get over doing that when the novelty wears off.

I'd go into what these all are their histories.

Too fucking tired, all the time now.

Notice I haven't bothered with post titles.

Everything is a kind of shorthand these days.

Banging the keyboard explaining this noise is exhausting.

That's the lasting symptom. Ya fucking wasted.

The vax is keeping me alive. 

Tell da truth I'd sometimes rather it didn't.

If I'd got this bug two years ago, I'd be dead by now.

I'll be dead soon anyway so who cares.

Till then there's old movies to get to and kits to build.

When we kick da bucket all that matters to us. Goes into a dumpster. Like our bones go into a box or 

our ashes are dumped in a vacant lot.

Actually, I'm fine with all that.

I like the ashes idea. 

I's rather avoid the indignity of having my bones poked over by underpaid 34th century undergrads at some dig somewhere.

Stay the fuck tuned.

~ Click on them Models above...even I'm impressed. ~