Fuck yeah! I'll be working on getting one as soon as I can get a new car. Congrats.FUCK YEH!!!! GOT MY MOTORCYCLE DRIVERSLICENCE!!! time for some party!!
Soon to be destitute, boy oh boy
*cynicism...sorta*
That fucking sucks, Kev! Gah people these days. Atleast that stuff is replaceable.The shitty part was coming out to find my truck had been broken into while I was inside. Goodbye CD player, goodbye longboard
Oddly enough, that was ALL they took. It had to be an ultra fast job because it was light out and I legitimately cannot think of anything else they could have taken.
Oh and they got the 75 cents or so out of my ashtray/coin jar.
That fucking sucks, Kev! Gah people these days. Atleast that stuff is replaceable.
I hope he got some bunk meth with the money he got for my shit. The longboard hurts the most. I used that thing virtually every day and it was pretty personal to me. The cd player is replaceable but that particular longboard is definitely not.
Well I will admit it wasn't covered but really I don't think that's what prompted the guy to break in. It was most likely a culmination of everything he saw, or possibly the fact that he literally watched me walk into Studio Seven with a bunch of gear in my arms and knew I wouldn't be coming back in the immediate future. My truck was only parked there from about 6:00pm to 7:30pm, so it happened in that time frame.Hmmm... it was covered I assume... that sucks ass. No clue when they did it?
Pump some iron!
I fucking hate Seattle. I love the area and have lived here since the early 90s but shit, I'm all about the South King County and Pierce County. I had to go to a client on Olive Way today and not only did I circle the goddamn block 20 times to find the building (damn you construction!), I had to pay $16 for 2 hours of parking.
Maybe I'm just not used to driving around Seattle since I avoid that place like the plague. Cool to walk around, shitty to drive in. I don't get how you can do it, Kevin.
just got a call from my dad - grandma is back at her assisted living apt, but he said that she's unable to swallow/do things on her own. He said the prognosis isn't good, and she's agreed on "no heroic measures" = no feeding tubes, life support.. so when I visit this weekend, it'll probably be the last time I see her alive.
Then there's a point where he was kinda pissed about what's happening to me atm, but he was kinda yelling at me over the phone, which made things worse...