In those moments I thank the gods someone made disposable cameras; later I curse society for waste but in the interim I get to take pics of things.
I hope the firing was done nicely and they gave you a severance check.
The first bar fight I ever saw was at 9 O'clock on a sunday morning in this tiny little town in Ohio. It was great - chair throwing and window breaking and everything.
Our microwave just broke and I had to eat a cold burrito.
I slept on the side of the road in my truck today on my way home from visiting Roxy. I felt like a bum, but it was better than feeling impaled on my steering wheel.
I'm ignoring your question because I'm too tired to think much.
I just wanted to tell you that I have some old matchbooks I found at my mom's house she was going to throw out. Apparently they are ones that my father or grandfather had saved at one time.
Some of them are pretty cool and I thought you might like them.
the first fish I had, I got really attatched to. His name was Bob Buttons and I really felt like he was my friend. I had him for almost a year when he died. I put him into a new tank that I bought for him and I think I switched him over too soon. I felt so bad I was bawling for an hour and a half. My mom had to get rid of him for me.
Hmm that was kind of a long story. Sorry bout that.
I hope the firing was done nicely and they gave you a severance check.