This used to be a venue for me to be extremely honest, and... reading back on some of my posts, I miss how much I used to love journaling. I don't write things out anymore, and it's therapeutic to organize one's thoughts.

Blip.

You know what one of the problems is with cars that don't show all that much dirt? They don't show all that much clean, either.

Changed air filter
Changed oil filter
Changed oil - trying 5w-30 instead of 10w-30
Changed spark plugs - all four, gapped and firing
Trying Restore (R) oil additive
Trying STP (R) fuel injector cleaner
(Huge improvement in mileage, performance, and acceleration already ( Read more... )

I look forward to the day when all I have to worry about is whether I should get the red car or the black.

That's going to be very nice.

More later.

Sorry for disappearing so completely. I've had a lot of shit going on. Some of it pretty wonderful, some not so much. But c'est la vie, or however you spell it.

I sure as hell miss my t-town friends, though. Everybody needs to move to Birmingham. Come on, you can stay at my place! No? Poo.

( So, wait. I can fly? )

looked up dental procedures on images.google.com. Almost ready to go to the dentist. I need to ask Dorothea when my insurance kicks in.

I'm gonna go brush my teeth.

I didn't want to like you, and I avoided you because I was afraid to like you.

While this can be applied to a hell of a lot of things in my life, I'm talking about MySpace, of course.

So yeah, I've gone and done it.

Ah, to truly work again... I don't mean just moving, but feeling actively useful. Leaving work knowing that I did good that day. It feels fantastic ( Read more... )

Grah. First day of "training," and my brain is mush. "E-training," while cool, is a bit much after 7 hours ( Read more... )