It feels like a roasting temperature up here in Canada due to the high humidity.
Meanwhile, last year, my air conditioner started making a ton of noise. But that was at the end of the summer. So I let it be. Today I removed it from its cover and had a look at it. I knew that the noise was due to dry bearings.
The trick was how to re-oil them while not having to take the motor out. These motors are typically brass bearing types. So I knew that if I drip some oil on the spindle it would make its way to the bearings. It worked. It just kept on sucking up more oil and that is because partially surrounding the bearing area there is an oil absorbing material designed to store a supply of oil for a long time period.
But that was just one end of the motor. The other end was difficult to get to.
So I used my old ear wax cleaner and a plastic tube from within and old plastic spray bottle. The plastic tube is inserted into the ear wax cleaner thus producing a long bendable extension. I then filled it up with oil and its extension flexibility allowed me to get the the other end of the motor and load it with plenty of oil.
Now itās back to being nice and quiet again. Job done.
The odour of sanctity can be understood to mean two things:
An ontological state (a state of being), not usually related to an actual olfactory sensation, indicating that the individual possessing it is in a state of grace (i.e., a state characterized by the absence of mortal sin). Usually refers to the state of an individual's soul at the time of death. Some canonized saints are said to have died in an odour of sanctity.
I wonder if I have PTSD. I hear that people who went to war want to go back because they miss the adrenalin.
I looked at some old things I wrote in high school and I can tell the themes were I miss living in the ghetto. And I remember my level of physical fitness was much higher and I was more motivated to be successful. I had more control over my life and my impulses. I was a better person over all.
Iāve been trying to understand why I canāt seem to play well with others, but also canāt do many things by myself either. Iāve come to the conclusion that I canāt reproduce good results like a normal person. I was confused for a while because I thought that there was just one reason for both my inabilities, but now I think that the two are separate problems. When Iām with others doing group activities I have to be careful not to infect them with my negativity. When Iām alone I need to practice only doing things that get me in a good state of mind.
My life is a mess
Hope everyone is having a nice day! Sorry for rambling on.
Probably not.
I learned from my husband, who had a friend borrow one of the movies he rented from the local library, and the friend forgot to return it, that you wait one year later, and the fine dropped from $180. to only $12. when you return the item.
Silly huh.
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality.
Open your eyes,
Look up to the skies and see,
Iām just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,
Because Iām easy come, easy go,
Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesnāt really matter to me, to me.
While Iām asking where is the advanced user tutorial? Noticed a badge but canāt find the tutorial. How long does it take to do as short on time these days?
I think my new greatest fear is living a mediocre life. One where Iām not really unhappy but at the same time I feel I havenāt accomplished anything and all of my dreams go unrecognized. I die as meaningless to the greater world as I was when I was born. Horrible.
If the bad entities really want to scare me they should be giving me nightmares like that Though thatās a different sort of fear I suppose
When do I get to drive the office car? 
Though thatās a different sort of fear I suppose