Just when you hate work etc you get days like today and yesterday. My class was so good. I don't think I taught them much but hey, I like classes where it has decent people in it and they know how to ride.
Tomorrow starts my 2 classes a day 10 hours a day of motorcycles. Wow fun. I have to say I am fucking amazed at the things i have learned. I was really disappointed before I got to Harley school. Now I am just amazed at how much i learned. I use to have to think pretty hard about changing fluid on my motorcycle. Now, I just do it, I make adjustments and stuff no biggie. Look the stuff up in books etc. In the past month or 2 I have spent over a thousand dollars on tools. I haven't even started as the Vet administration is paying for my tools or most of them. These tools are just for me and my house so I don't have to bring things from work all the time to work on my wife's bike.
I feel so frigign good. Why because I woke up early today. I truly hate waking up after 7AM. It just makes me feel like shit.
I once thought I wanted to be a rich guy and everything would be ok. So I went to school, went to school went to school got more friggin education than most people get in a lifetime just so I could think I could be part of some click and get a sweet job making all kinds of cash drive a BMW or something, you know be cultured. Today I was at Wendy's having a burger and this family came in that obviously were tourists as right across the street is Universal Studios. They were wealthy and the mom was well hell she was a MILF. The dude was truly a piece of shite snobby fat fuck. I hate the urge to kick his ass and bone down his wife, but I kept it to myself. Well I told you all. I guess that is the Viking in me.
Am I rambling? Well here is more rambles 2 more unless I think of more while I am writing this.
So, since it was the end of my class, yes I got a 98%, we went to BBQ some of our class did. 2 of us rode and we were messing around on a busy street, reving our engines etc. We were the first vehicles in a stop light so the drag race was on. Well a fun one anyway. We took off like a bat out of hell well until we got to the sleep limit then let off. I won. But what was funny this asian dude in a car beside us was so freaked out. I just had to laugh at the faces he was making. Like we were outlaws from hell. hahahah.
2nd and last story. My cousin works for Celebrity resorts so he comes down here a lot. So we went and had beers and were talking about old times where me and his brother would get drunk in Mexico and have all kinds of punk rock fun. He wasn't a punk but well he had the hardcore spirit. I was just reminded that he is mentally ill. Like scitzo. It makes me sad because like me he had a lust for life. We went got drunk and swam out to an island in Mexico to see what was on the other side. We did so many fun crazy things it was just sad seeing him all drugged up. If that ever happens to me please put a .45 round in my head because i don't want to live. I try to be joyful and happy in everything i do because well life is pretty great mine is at least even the bad times are just a challenge that makes you better in the future. Enough of that thought...
I am going to Rancid in June 24 I think. Anybody want to go with me? I have an extra ticket. Are you jealous?
Later tomato
Tomorrow starts my 2 classes a day 10 hours a day of motorcycles. Wow fun. I have to say I am fucking amazed at the things i have learned. I was really disappointed before I got to Harley school. Now I am just amazed at how much i learned. I use to have to think pretty hard about changing fluid on my motorcycle. Now, I just do it, I make adjustments and stuff no biggie. Look the stuff up in books etc. In the past month or 2 I have spent over a thousand dollars on tools. I haven't even started as the Vet administration is paying for my tools or most of them. These tools are just for me and my house so I don't have to bring things from work all the time to work on my wife's bike.
I feel so frigign good. Why because I woke up early today. I truly hate waking up after 7AM. It just makes me feel like shit.
I once thought I wanted to be a rich guy and everything would be ok. So I went to school, went to school went to school got more friggin education than most people get in a lifetime just so I could think I could be part of some click and get a sweet job making all kinds of cash drive a BMW or something, you know be cultured. Today I was at Wendy's having a burger and this family came in that obviously were tourists as right across the street is Universal Studios. They were wealthy and the mom was well hell she was a MILF. The dude was truly a piece of shite snobby fat fuck. I hate the urge to kick his ass and bone down his wife, but I kept it to myself. Well I told you all. I guess that is the Viking in me.
Am I rambling? Well here is more rambles 2 more unless I think of more while I am writing this.
So, since it was the end of my class, yes I got a 98%, we went to BBQ some of our class did. 2 of us rode and we were messing around on a busy street, reving our engines etc. We were the first vehicles in a stop light so the drag race was on. Well a fun one anyway. We took off like a bat out of hell well until we got to the sleep limit then let off. I won. But what was funny this asian dude in a car beside us was so freaked out. I just had to laugh at the faces he was making. Like we were outlaws from hell. hahahah.
2nd and last story. My cousin works for Celebrity resorts so he comes down here a lot. So we went and had beers and were talking about old times where me and his brother would get drunk in Mexico and have all kinds of punk rock fun. He wasn't a punk but well he had the hardcore spirit. I was just reminded that he is mentally ill. Like scitzo. It makes me sad because like me he had a lust for life. We went got drunk and swam out to an island in Mexico to see what was on the other side. We did so many fun crazy things it was just sad seeing him all drugged up. If that ever happens to me please put a .45 round in my head because i don't want to live. I try to be joyful and happy in everything i do because well life is pretty great mine is at least even the bad times are just a challenge that makes you better in the future. Enough of that thought...
I am going to Rancid in June 24 I think. Anybody want to go with me? I have an extra ticket. Are you jealous?
Later tomato
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I'm a little jealous of you learning so much about bikes and stuff. Maybe I oughta do a little self study... On engines and stuff and small repairs. I don't really know as much about the tech stuff as I'd like, or should when owning a bike. Oh, well. There are at least 3 years before I'll have the chance of getting a bike again, which is sad.
I hate rich snobs who think they own everything.... I also wanted to be rich, but I've discovered that money really doesn't make you happy. Sure, it can make life easier, but who wants to just waltz through life without any bumps and turns? Not me. It is really true what they say, that what doesn't break you makes you stronger...