New vehicle.

Well I got myself a new vehicle. I’m getting rid of the truck. I’m sick and tired of helping move heavy furniture for people, and I’m sick of pumping $40 in for a tank of gas every week and a half when I don’t go anywhere. I got myself a 1992 Ford Festiva! OH YEA! I think I could lift the thing heh! It’s great on gas though so I don’t care. It was only $300 bucks from Kasey’s parents. Theres a few small things to take care of but overall it’s ok. It only has 66,000 miles on it, and it is just what I was looking for. A cheap little roller skate that gets 40 miles to the gallon that I can tear up and not care.

My birthday is coming up Friday. Not going to do anything though. Maybe I’ll get drunk and hook up with a fattie like I did this weekend. What’s the point? Moving day is coming soon but not soon enough. I’m happy to have my own place again, even though I technically am in my own place now with Kasey gone. But it’s not the same when the house is empty and half my crap is in boxes. With as much crap as I have helped people move in the last month I should get my place moved in about an hour. I’m sure a few people will be “busy” with something else when my moving day comes though. That’s all I have for now. I’m out.

>>>>HINT This is what I want for my birthday. Size XXL. HINT <<<< Man I really need a girlfriend to buy me crap or something. At least around my birthday and Christmas. Marlboro always remembers. This year I got a kick ass deck of cards from them. (shhh, don't tell them I quit smoking, Marlboro would be totally crushed.)