snap my spine and call a pineapple
600 miles. 1 smashed truck bed. brain has gone to the mushy stage.
so i got all the stuff for my first ticket taken care of, it shall be off my record now :D and i didnt have to pay another $127 for it. i got 2 engines that i needed for free, except a day of driving i guess. the guy was meeting also was impressed by my parts and wanted to buy the ones i bought to show him.. but they are already sold to someone else! so i'll be back up there in 10 days for our road rally anyway, I can get him some made by then. so busy i have no idea how this happened.
im not so sure what im going to do tomorrow. i really should work but i dont want to drive, plus i'll be lonely in the afternoon. sigh. kareoke is tomorrow also.
im just tired tonight. i feel like im tired of meeting new people, but really im not i think.. im just tired. im tired of having to think of things to say, feeling like i have to be "on" dressing nice. hell, i like to dress nice, i dont know what happened to my clothes, suddenly i think they are uncool. i want a hug, i want to fall asleep on someone on the couch. i saw some facebook pictures of people i know in highschool, now i remember things that make me sad. poop.
my name is jason miller and i have lots of love to give. :D
:):):):):)
so i got all the stuff for my first ticket taken care of, it shall be off my record now :D and i didnt have to pay another $127 for it. i got 2 engines that i needed for free, except a day of driving i guess. the guy was meeting also was impressed by my parts and wanted to buy the ones i bought to show him.. but they are already sold to someone else! so i'll be back up there in 10 days for our road rally anyway, I can get him some made by then. so busy i have no idea how this happened.
im not so sure what im going to do tomorrow. i really should work but i dont want to drive, plus i'll be lonely in the afternoon. sigh. kareoke is tomorrow also.
im just tired tonight. i feel like im tired of meeting new people, but really im not i think.. im just tired. im tired of having to think of things to say, feeling like i have to be "on" dressing nice. hell, i like to dress nice, i dont know what happened to my clothes, suddenly i think they are uncool. i want a hug, i want to fall asleep on someone on the couch. i saw some facebook pictures of people i know in highschool, now i remember things that make me sad. poop.
my name is jason miller and i have lots of love to give. :D
:):):):):)