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I was in an unofficial Ford Ranger parade today for several miles, and mine got Top Honnors. It was sweet. I love my truck, and so do the guys at work.
Work is going really well. I didn't think that I'd ever be in a job where I knew what I was doing, was good at it, was happy to be there, and got paid for it all. And got lots of benefits. I make my supervisor very happy.
My 21st birthday is coming up, and I'm wondering if it will be anything special. Sure, I'll be legal, but none of my friends are yet (except Andrew). There is no party planned, no big night out... In fact, it's on Mother's Day. Sunday. And everyone at UPS will have gone home for the summer. Lame. Oh well. If it comes down to it, I'll just get loaded on my own or something. We'll see.
I just thought of something. If you make things up in your head for entertainment like I so often do, and then tell it all as a story, what is it? If you don't lie or exagerate, and everything is based off of daily observaions that are simply overseen by everyone else. I mean, imagination, yes, but there must there is more to it than that. The more I think about it, the more I realize that I can't seem to come up with such a thing until it has happened or is currently happening. I doubt this will make any sense to anyone, but my brain is telling me to type this out. Really though, it's a pretty sweet little quirk.
I was in an unofficial Ford Ranger parade.
Work is going really well. I didn't think that I'd ever be in a job where I knew what I was doing, was good at it, was happy to be there, and got paid for it all. And got lots of benefits. I make my supervisor very happy.
My 21st birthday is coming up, and I'm wondering if it will be anything special. Sure, I'll be legal, but none of my friends are yet (except Andrew). There is no party planned, no big night out... In fact, it's on Mother's Day. Sunday. And everyone at UPS will have gone home for the summer. Lame. Oh well. If it comes down to it, I'll just get loaded on my own or something. We'll see.
I just thought of something. If you make things up in your head for entertainment like I so often do, and then tell it all as a story, what is it? If you don't lie or exagerate, and everything is based off of daily observaions that are simply overseen by everyone else. I mean, imagination, yes, but there must there is more to it than that. The more I think about it, the more I realize that I can't seem to come up with such a thing until it has happened or is currently happening. I doubt this will make any sense to anyone, but my brain is telling me to type this out. Really though, it's a pretty sweet little quirk.
I was in an unofficial Ford Ranger parade.