everyone's so intimately rearranged

so the broncos gone. i kinda have mixed feelings about it being gone. it was a decent truck, but had its problems...like the transmission would be totally spaztic sometimes, and other times shift like a new one. i was tired of the oil disappearing for no apparent reason. lets not forget about the electrical crap that would rear its head every so often.

i remember curling up in a ball with the drivers seat reclined one of the times me and jen were going thru our breakup. hail to the theif was playing on the cd player. i was parked in front of dougs apartment...its when he was in texas visiting his parents. the feelings that ran thru my head sitting there sobbing...the bloodstaind fist print on the headliner. it was surreal. i remember wondering if it would make it to texas. it saw me thru my first months at my job, making sure i got there on time. i dont think i've had this much of an emotional attachment to a vehicle since the fairlane.

buggy number two, you did good. i'll miss you.

someone call the waaaaaaambulance

hopefully this easter will not consist of pissing blood and an overcooked ham no one touches. last easter consisted of akward moments with jen and her father getting sick. i remember back in the day, my family would always go to jo's for easter. it was one of the rare occasions when my moms side of the family would get together. i figure tomorrow i will sleep most of the day and wake up and eat some ham.

baby, did you forget to take your meds?

boy you just a stupid bitch

not much has been going on lately. i spent the last of my tax return fixing my car. speaking of, jen has it. heh. manny wants to go to the gun range tomorrow..but i dont. the guns i want to shoot are to expensive to shoot..and watching him shoot is boring. i worked two excruciating hours of ot today. i called mickey a bitch because...well she is. now i shall jerkoff and go to sleep.

humor me before i have to go

saturday was a comedy of errors. it basically went like this. wake up at 9am to go to the gun range, get in car, car sounds like sewing machine..tick tick tick tick drive to gun range. range hasnt been plowed. car wont make it up hill to rifle range. share a few explitives with manny. go back home to get 4wd truck. load guns into bronco. drive bronco to gun range, unload guns...then remember left bullets in car. share a few mre explitives with manny. go to gun shop and buy over priced bullets...go to range shoot said bullets. pack up and go home.

later that night i go to the bar with jen...some creepy dudes buy us drinks. proceed to watch jen get shit faced and cock cock cock cock. leave jens house and get all emo. txt mickey random things that i dont even remember. go home pass out.

tonight jen and i went to jack creek steak house for some steak lovin. i promised her if she did my taxes id buy her dinner when i got my return. came home to a newly repaired a70 and my ds r4 flash cart. w00t now i just need my memory card.

and now a sample a70 pic 15 sec exp @ f2.8 of jens parents bathroom