I got soul, and I like to solder.

My life is saturated with labs. I have lab classes Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday afternoons. Tuesday and Thursday mornings I work on my independent study, which is yet more labwork---although that will switch to paper-writing in a month or so. So as much as my life is dominated by labwork, it's no wonder I'm acquiring a list of new skills I find enjoyable.

The most recent: soldering.
This is not the first time I've soldered in my life, but it might as well be for the little I did before. And yet, the smell of the hot solder reminds me so strongly of middle school tech class where I completed a "circuit" unit. I kind of like that smell.

I don't solder very much, but I could happily do it all day.

I'm not very good at it. All my connections are messy and break and need to be redone after two weeks.


For those keeping up with my project, it no longer lives in a foil-coated box. I'm not sure what happened, because this summer the box definitely appeared to be necessary. Now, it's happy just sitting out where it is, without the low-tech Faraday cage
(Very basic explanation. Better but more confusing explanation?). Not sure why, but if it works it works...