crashforareason

okay so i happen to have a knack for dropping off the face of the earth but it's okay...it's what i do...

working kind of blows...i'm getting sick of it but the new hours leave me tons of free time to take random, awkwardly angled shots of myself like a good little shutterbug as well as listen to old cds from high/middle school and earlier...some of the musical stylings are embarassing at best but there were some songs that i haven't been able to stop playing, i mean come on bush never gets old...i'm also reconnecting with my nofx roots...

in other news men suck....end of story. time for [crash] to start looking elsewhere, south jersey is not the place to meet men that can hold a conversation without them slipping a "you know your lips are really amazing" in between my incoherent philosophical babble...i know you're not listening but be a good little puppy and nod your head once in a while instead of rating my physical attractiveness out loud...in front of me.

anyway i'm done being angry...i get my car back from the shop in two weeks and i couldn't be happier...this whole depending on others for transportation is wearing thin...i miss my 97 mini van with over 116K miles on it...still runs like a dream...with or without air conditioning...besides it won't be long till i get my mustang...see that puts a smile on my face =]