fandango63

lesse.
i went to woodward camp for a week as a visiting pro. it was pretty damned fun. got stuck in traffic in bfe pennsylvania and stickered some roadkill. i learned a few hot new moves to keep the kids at bay. sold a bunch of shirts and shit and had a good time at the local shitkicker bars. i kept the youngsters stoked along with the rest of the team aroung camp with the free stuff and whatnot. i almost got in a bar fight with a way huge shitkicker but luckily buying him a drink and his old lady getting horny bailed my ass out. i ended up wrecking and making my knee huge. sweets.
upon returning, i got fired for some wild bullshit. i should be bummed about it, but i'm pretty stoked because i should have quit sometime around the fourth. now i have some sort of impetus to get my ass where it needs to be.
first stop was getting my haircut. i know longer look shady as f. next stop is some new clothes. first time in two years. it should be fun. i've got calls out on jobs so hopefully i'm back to work before the cc bill comes in. i can't wait to get some scratch back together so i can back to the old days of fun in my life.
it would be great if my crush had a crush on me and told me or if someone fun fell out of the sky into my life, but i ain't asking for that much just yet.
it's all one day at a time.