Jul 17
Glass blowing classes are funny. You're standing there in a 110 degree room with loud fans and house music blasting and your instructor opens the furnace onto the very gaping maw of Hell itself and goes "hey so look for the shadow of your pulling rod on the glass amid this retina-scorching sodium flare inferno, that'll tell you where you need to be to make a good pull!" in a chipper camp counselor voice and meanwhile you're all I AM A SINNER, LORD, I REPENT OF MY WAYS, DO NOT CONSIGNNNN ME TO THE PIIIIIIIIIITTTTT while your eyebrows melt off.
Anyway glassblowing classes are going great
