This week sucked, and the weekend was the most tiring I’ve had in a while. F the internet flakes. Sunday night and I’m sitting at home waiting for another internet buyer (who I did a lot of work for). Karma?
My 86 is still around. I have nothing to say about that, except that I had hoped it would go. I’m a bit relieved it’s still around… but the wallet wishes it was gone. When my wife to be returns home for two months I will be a workaholic. I will rebuild a company, maybe start a new one.
Internet dude just called and is coming… that’s nice.
4-8 isn’t enough sleep.
My new car isn’t really growing on me. I’m not afraid to drive it anymore though. It’s great for the city. Really compact and juicy. Great for A-B that is. But yeesh… 4wd and gobs of power makes playing difficult. When my patients runs out… when my desire to flog it overwhelms me… I will certainly wreck this car… or I’ll be a much better driver than I was before.
It’s dangerous.