Well guys, seems I'm all settled in. Everything's looking peachy. Sunshine is shining my way. And guess what: I feel like shit. It could be that last week long binge of alcohol and work, it could've been finally realizing my mother's gone senile or one last one if you will, this fucking economic crisis about to come crashing down. I only have 5 bullets... [V] .
But hey, let's not all feel down. On the bright side I had the best shopping experience of my life at the Men's Warehouse and I reccomend all you go there with alot of money to spend at such a great company. My jobs are secure for now and my new house in wonderfully close to the college so I get to see all sorts of delicous women cross my path everyday. My Cav-15 came back too (I missed it so much!) and now it's artic white.
Anyone not read Atlas Shrugged? I suggest taking the three days to do so now, it's almost like a painted view of the future.
I guess I should go seek solace in sleep now. and find someone to chat with. It's increasingly difficult now to have an intelligent conversation because now one really cares enough about the privatization of social security or elimination of income taxes.
Should I just turn and embrace the masses?
[):)]
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