Hmmm. It’s been a long time since I’ve looked forward to getting up in the morning. It may be the changing weather, it may be the stress of life right now. I find myself counting the hours during the day until I can finally let go of the stress and just “be.” I just want to exist. I don’t want to have to make decisions. I don’t want to be an ass to people. I don’t want people to think I’m an ass. I just want to “be.” I want to sit and not have a thought in the world. I want to sit and stare at a knot in my wall without feeling like I’m wasting time. *sigh*


Have no pity for me. I make my own bed. I will lay in it.

If you haven’t heard, or I haven’t told you, Courtney and I traded in our Celica for a Chevrolet Silverado 2500. For those that don’t know it’s a 3/4 ton pickup with a V8 6.0 litre engine. It’s a gigantic vehicle. It’s so big that we can’t fit it in our garage. That’s why I like to call it my monster truck. I’ve gotten a lot of “You need a gun rack” and “When are you growing a mullet?” comments. I typically just back into those people when I see them in the parking lot. :-) I’m having a hard time understanding why my insurance went up though. If I get in an accident I won’t be the one hurt. It does need some bigger tires (and maybe a lift-kit, brushguard, and winch). Right now it looks like it’s riding on Geo Metro tires. It’s an extended cab so the cab has a bit of space between the seats and the back. We discovered that our dogs fit nicely right there. I finally got a truck for Sid, my truck dog. She’s happier than pig in shit riding with us. I have had to adjust my budget to accomodate a $35 tank fill.