Speaking of busy, for the past two days we've been trying to make the exterior of a 4 centuries old building look peachy again. Right now both my legs feel like i'm dragging along a pair of those heavy metal balls they used to put on prisoners legs in the old days, and i can't even feel my arms anymore. And why the hell were people so little a couple of hundred years ago ? Everytime we had some stuff to do inside, we had to duck to make it into another room, otherwise we'd be crashing our heads into the wall. Damn....i'm so tired i don't even feel like having a beer tonight.
