jorgedetroit

I realized something this weekend. I hope Steph and Ken truly work out. She deserves it and so does he. For God's sake he survived cancer, he is up to the challenge.
Plus I think the chemo might have fried some important parts of his brain.
Plus this guy has been making threats to me in emails and what not. It is kind of funny.

None the less. I am plugging along. Got a job with VW. Having a blast. School grades came in I have a 3.70. Not too shabby. and I did it all by myself (except one paper i had help on) I regret taking the help. I can't say it was all me now

I have tons to offer the world. Some people don't see it but that is their own problem to deal with i guess. Can't save the ones who don't realize they are drowning. Cleaned the garage, Looked at moving again. Looked at schools. Looked at lots of things. looked at a Toareg, what a pile of junk for 48,000. It only has a v-6. My Pilot is ten times better. So I am just sitting here Jamming some Black Crowes, "Amorica" what a great album.

I realized my choices in past partners were not very smart. I only seemed to pick ones who were in some way broken. And when they leave me they continue down that road, broken. It is a bloody shame really.