So, work work work. The boss is back. Yesterday afternoon was hell. Stuck at the napa DMV till 5:15, had to be back in vallejo to grab the car and be on my way to school at 5:30. Was like the stunt ride from hell. I should have had someone tape it so I could hang out with all those psychotic british biker guys. Lanesplitting at 45 was perhaps not the best idea though. And to top it all off, after getting all the way back to napa, i realized my tuesday class doesnt start until feb 4. dickhead.
So the boss is back as of today. Drives me fucking apeshit. Micromanagement is the ultimate bane.
My wife (Frigga) kicked butt and got the car in to have the brakes checked out without getting suckered screwed. AND she didnt let them do anything. Waited to get my opinion. Rad rad girl. She still needs a girl to get in bed with her when I get out though. WE NEED FRIENDS. At least I do. I don't know why I am just now starting to weep over my post-baby social life.
I used to be a bad motherfucker. It resulted in far more bad times than good ones, but the good ones were so sweet. Frigga has changed alot too. She seems so unhappy, but insists she hates everyone and would like to remain alone forever. I don't believe it. And I worry.
Lately I have begun to marvel at how filthy and greasy and decrepit the city I live in makes me feel. It is almost a good feeling. I am a true mountain man...love the woods, more than anything. I want property in the woods more than anything. But the city...especially the shitty part, the filth and the dust and the air and the people, all totally fucking devolved and consumed with their sex drive and their image and their badass city attitude. It is really starting to creep up and excite me.
Curiouser and curiouser, said Alice.
So the boss is back as of today. Drives me fucking apeshit. Micromanagement is the ultimate bane.
My wife (Frigga) kicked butt and got the car in to have the brakes checked out without getting suckered screwed. AND she didnt let them do anything. Waited to get my opinion. Rad rad girl. She still needs a girl to get in bed with her when I get out though. WE NEED FRIENDS. At least I do. I don't know why I am just now starting to weep over my post-baby social life.
I used to be a bad motherfucker. It resulted in far more bad times than good ones, but the good ones were so sweet. Frigga has changed alot too. She seems so unhappy, but insists she hates everyone and would like to remain alone forever. I don't believe it. And I worry.
Lately I have begun to marvel at how filthy and greasy and decrepit the city I live in makes me feel. It is almost a good feeling. I am a true mountain man...love the woods, more than anything. I want property in the woods more than anything. But the city...especially the shitty part, the filth and the dust and the air and the people, all totally fucking devolved and consumed with their sex drive and their image and their badass city attitude. It is really starting to creep up and excite me.
Curiouser and curiouser, said Alice.
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gobuildinhell:
yep! baxter is my bike. and i am not in the city. i am in the shitty. vallejo is a seedy guckhole of a garbage dump. i dont really know where i am at anymore. life is confusing. but there is always baxter.
miss_piss:
thankyouthankyouthankyou