bendersama

GGGgggrrrr CCCCCcccccuuuuurrrrsssseeeee


Normally I'm an up-beat kinda guy not much can bring me down, until yesterday. I simultaneously in 1 hour found out....

My beautiful '64 Corvair won't be ready yet again cause my normal mechanic who works on classics is sick with the flu

I still have had no word on how the apt. is comming along in West Dundee, cause my landlord (who looks like Peter North the porn *) has his thumb shoved waaaayy up his arse.

And 3, I found out that after a hiatus between me and a female I was going after for a bit, she went to a guy friend of hers and left me in the cold....


Now I know the game : no car, no job...no job, no apt.....no apt, no way in hell I'm I gonna live like that....

Something's gotta give here. I have to be patient, cause quite honestly I got all the time in the world till the inheritence comes in. In which life will be alot better, in the way of not having to worry about money or when it will come in. Still it would be nice to have a job to pass the time and get my mind off shit so I'm not up till 3am at Denny's or next door at Floyd's drinking everynight cause "there ain't much eles better to do 'round these there parts....hayuck hayuck hayuck"


Well with all this hangover blogging nonsense out da way...time to wake up and start anew...

~ciao


"Friends are just enemies who don't have the balls to kill you"