Nirvana. I'm home from work early, no one is home, and I can do whatever I want for the rest of the evening. Now the question is......do I take a nap, go for a cruise or what? Hmmmmmm. Maybe a bit of each.

I finally figured out how to get a graphic onto my page! Now I don't know how to move it to other places or anything fancy, but trust me, just getting the damn thing onto my page is a huge acomplishment for me! Huge. If I get a background to work, I'll probably shit myself with delight! Unless you're Amanda, you have no idea what an ordeal these things are, for a html retard like me.

Congratulations Nick!!

Hubbs and I drove out to the car show at Enormis on Saturday night, and personally, I had a great time. Nick placing third in his class, and taking home a nice trophy, left me riding home with a big smile on my face! I was really hoping he'd take something home, the kid works so hard on the car, and lord knows he doesn't have alot of cash to work with. There were alot of awesome cars there, so I didn't know how things would turn out for him. When they announced his name, Amanda and I just screamed! This other gal did too, but hell if I can remember her name. She's a sweet person, but my memory just sucks when it comes to names. Anyway, the three of us screamed and clapped.....loudly! WooooHooo! This was the first time I had ever been to an Import show, and I must say those cars are really something to see! And when it got dark, and all the neon light came on, it looked like a freakin'n carnival! It was great! (even if my other half acted like a "fud-dud"!)

Booze and Bouncing!

Nice relaxing day at home today. Nick fiddled with my car a bit, getting it ready for my trip tomorrow. Got it washed just before the thunder storm rolled in! Then Amanda and Nick arrived, and Amanda made some yummy drinks in her blender. After a couple of drinks, I got on the damn trampoline, and laughed like a friggin' idiot for the longest time. It really was fun, although I don't think I could do it on a regular basis. Unless of course Amanda shows up with her blender on a regular basis. Just a thought. We all sat on our street tonight and watched the fireworks, which was a nice ending to a great day. I'll talk to ya when I get back from my road trip on Monday. See ya!

Happy 4th Everyone!

Everythings cool, gonna enjoy the day. Hope you enjoy it too! Peace.

Don't piss on my parade

There's something in the air tonight, and it aint good. I don't know if it's some bad cosmic vibe or what, but the tension is so thick you can cut it whth a knife. I personally am not a contributor to the bad vibe, but a recipiant of the bullshit. As usual. And I'm pisses about it, and I need to vent, even if it is into cyberfuckinspace. I am tired of being on the receiving end of peoples messed up lives. See, I try to be a patient, understanding person, going through life trying to make the least amount of waves for people that I possibly can. I try my best to be upbeat, happy, have a positive outlook no matter what the situation. All I ask in return is to not be screwed with. Don't take me for granted. Don't go and mess up my day just cause you feel like it. Some people don't think twice about yelling at me, calling me names, being rude to me, and playing head games. I don't do this shit to anyone. And yet this is what I get. Is this the price for being nice? I always hope that I can be a good example. But what am is a doormat. I know deep inside that I'm not doing anything wrong, and that it's the trip of the other people, but that doesn't make me feel any better.
I am under a great deal of stress everyday at work, something that no one around here seems to understand. They all think it's in my head. Sometimes I don't think I can bear another day there, yet I hang in and try to give it another try. I do my best. Even dealing with anxiety attacks on occasion. For years, I listened to others talk about their jobs, and never was anything but supportive about their decisions. I don't think they could last at my job for a month.

The only true calm time I have is when I'm driving my Vette. I don't think about anything else but the ride. Sadly, I can't do this as often as I would like. Or as often as other people persue their hobbies. I guess I could, but I don't like to put things aside to do so. See, I have laundry, shopping, beds to make, a house to clean, a dinner to make, etc. And I get asked why I didn't cut the grass! WTF? Are you kidding me?! I'm not cutting the goddamn grass. It's just the principle of the whole thing. If I'm not appreciated for all I do now, why should I throw lawn work on to the heap? I may be nuts, but I'm no asshole. Cut the grass your own damn self. In fact, the friggin' grass can grow taller than the house, and I wouldn't give a damn.

Right now I feel like getting in my car and driving to Mexico or someplace crazy. I feel like I want to scream. All the way to Mexico. And drink Tequila for a week.

People need to get their shit together, not just share theri neurosis with me, and bring me down too. Talking about it is one thing, but then they gotta do something to change their situation. Me listening to them, and being their sounding board isn't gonna mane their life better. It only makes me feel like shit. And hitting them upside the head. Maybe I just gotta get mean. I do have it in me, I just don't like to deal that way. I'm not a bad vibe kinda person, and I find it hard to send out nastiness. It's not my style. But lately, I'm running out of options, and unleashing my fury may be my only option. That and picking up a bottle of Tequila.

On a scale of 1 to 10, with 10 being the best, today was a -3. It sucked. Bad.