and we were sitting in the sun, me and my goldsmithery partner, discussing things goldsmitheresques, and she was trying to convince me to work for Yet Another Too Short Deadline, and was throwing ideas and things-to-do and improvised schedules and so on; and at the fifthteenth thing she ask me to do I told her But you're putting too much pressure on me, please stop it; and she replied But we all know you work much better when under pressure.
Shit: I'm undercover no more.
So here we are, running again against metal's properties: final pictures due the 30th.
[uh, and by the way: this is my goldsmithery partner: Patricia Cruz.