eightyriot

Well its been a while since last I wrote... so I guess I'll put some forth effort here.
Yeah, I broke my shoulder, I was out of work for a while but now as I have been back and forth several times 200 something miles to the doctors, its not healing. So I went back to work. I can move it, I can work. Fuck it.
I been trying to buy some land out Cat Creek, the middle of nowhere, and the guy keeps fucking me around. Its starting to piss me off. He needs to do this first, and that, and whatever else to delay the process and now I have to help his ass move to Kansas. Fuck! Its making me so mad. I just want my piece of the pie. I want a piece of land to call my own and a house, and relax. This is all so stressful, why cant these things be easy?
Ach... my effort died.