sarah came in last night while i was gone.  thankfully, dani was here to help her.  when i came back, he had just left.  they somehow got her exhaust pieces separated - which i was unable to accomplish.  i was afraid of breaking shit.  she started stripping the paint off her tank, too.

i kinda feel guilty with sarah.  i kinda feel like i got her in over her head - i think she's feeling overwhelmed and maybe panicking.  she confessed she doesn't know what she's doing.  her and dani got the carbs together, so i think we can start attempting to get it running.  i think that will make her feel better.  it'll make me happy to see it running.  i hope she doesn't end up resenting me and thinking i pushed her into something she was not prepared to deal with.  i know it'll all be good in the end, but since this is her first foray into this madness, she might not see that light, yet - hence her anxiousness.  i get it.

how do i avoid this, next time?  how do i set proper expectations for the next person that falls into this same situation?  i know i told sarah that it was gonna take her at least a month of playing around to get it going, but just saying it like that is obviously not stressing that reality enough.  but i don't wanna stress it so much that i scare anyone away from doing something so damned rewarding, either.

geoff stopped in this morning!  a great surprise!  he dropped off the carbs for his cb350 and plans on coming in next week to do some jetting and testing.  can't wait - he's creative as fuck and a blast to have around.

the flies in this place are DRIVING ME CRAZY.  the sticky strips don't seem to be enough.  i gotta get some legit fly shit from home depot.