Lately...
I got a new car: 1995 Integra.
While I was at work, somebody hit my new car in the parking lot.
Donovan tried to get Liz back. No dice, I love that woman and she knows it.
I am officially in training for store management.
I am officially thinking about running for Mayor of Brighton in 2008.
My next paycheck is dauntingly big.
I'm replacing the broken taillights in my car with carbon fiber altezza ones (for cheaper).
I might do the same with the rear bumper, upgrade for cheaper.
Dad's Stratus' suspension got fixed, and he rear-ended somebody THAT DAY.
I finally got to play Need for Speed: Carbon. I'll play more tonight and tomorrow.
I finally had so much sex in one day (two days ago) that I didn't want it the next day. WOW.
I've been working too much. 50+ hours every week.
I finally got a raise. It starts on the next paycheck. Yeah, fucking ripped off again.
Liz and I just keep getting closer and closer. I love her. And can't say it enough.
I'm hungry. Kbye.
While I was at work, somebody hit my new car in the parking lot.
Donovan tried to get Liz back. No dice, I love that woman and she knows it.
I am officially in training for store management.
I am officially thinking about running for Mayor of Brighton in 2008.
My next paycheck is dauntingly big.
I'm replacing the broken taillights in my car with carbon fiber altezza ones (for cheaper).
I might do the same with the rear bumper, upgrade for cheaper.
Dad's Stratus' suspension got fixed, and he rear-ended somebody THAT DAY.
I finally got to play Need for Speed: Carbon. I'll play more tonight and tomorrow.
I finally had so much sex in one day (two days ago) that I didn't want it the next day. WOW.
I've been working too much. 50+ hours every week.
I finally got a raise. It starts on the next paycheck. Yeah, fucking ripped off again.
Liz and I just keep getting closer and closer. I love her. And can't say it enough.
I'm hungry. Kbye.