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Today i got my car back, it's fixed. it loves me when i rub it's new wheel bearing.
now all i have to do is fix the other 1243 things that are wrong with it, and i can finally sell the fucker.
i say 1243 as a realistic number, if you consider all the paintchips, scratches and all that jazz.
I've decided to add to my perfect tattoo.
For those of you who don't know the tattoo of choice (for when i finally get around to getting one) is an average sized Exclamation mark -- much like this one: !
the part i've decided to add to it is for my own personal reasons, it's basically jsut a caption from a book that goes as such "...it's the difference between a period, and an exclamation mark." if you don't quite get the logistics of it - i'm sorry but your face is lame and your butt smells like pimples.
Tomorrow i work, followed by working the next for lifetime until i finally get the chance to sit down and eat some lovely thai quisine.
I'm supposed to be finding a guy to take alison out on a fun filled 2 hour escapade to dinner. i think nate martin would be a good choice, since he's always fun to talk to over food that has been deep fried - such as fries, and fingernails.
I'd hit the spell check button once in a while but it would destroy my perfect image of myself. so i refuse. so i'll just leave it at this: Good luck, have fun, make that ass roll like a 24".
now all i have to do is fix the other 1243 things that are wrong with it, and i can finally sell the fucker.
i say 1243 as a realistic number, if you consider all the paintchips, scratches and all that jazz.
I've decided to add to my perfect tattoo.
For those of you who don't know the tattoo of choice (for when i finally get around to getting one) is an average sized Exclamation mark -- much like this one: !
the part i've decided to add to it is for my own personal reasons, it's basically jsut a caption from a book that goes as such "...it's the difference between a period, and an exclamation mark." if you don't quite get the logistics of it - i'm sorry but your face is lame and your butt smells like pimples.
Tomorrow i work, followed by working the next for lifetime until i finally get the chance to sit down and eat some lovely thai quisine.
I'm supposed to be finding a guy to take alison out on a fun filled 2 hour escapade to dinner. i think nate martin would be a good choice, since he's always fun to talk to over food that has been deep fried - such as fries, and fingernails.
I'd hit the spell check button once in a while but it would destroy my perfect image of myself. so i refuse. so i'll just leave it at this: Good luck, have fun, make that ass roll like a 24".