52 pick up, or. . oh now I forgot what I was going to write

Oct 15, 2008 16:57

anyway, if you haven't, go read xkcd.com comics.

mind blowingly awesome segments of my life contrasting with the shrapnel wreckage of the past. awaiting the transformation in to something even more substantial than the already firmly materialized future that is appearing.

I worry just a little that I'm too vulnerable to make for a good fit for anyone. But I have had so much time and professional perspective placed on my problems, it either has to be time or never be time perhaps. Good things do not grow on trees, well, apples are good, but that's not what I'm talking about.

Going to pick up my motorcycle in a few minutes, we'll see how far along in dismantling and repairing it I get before giving up and outsourcing the labor to someone else. There are certainly options out there for people who will do a rebuild at a reasonable fee. Having all the equipment can be handy. Not sure how much the engine itself weighs by itself, but I imagine it is ungainly. I wonder how much trouble we'll have getting it up on the trailer. . .

love to the kind hearted.
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