Hey check me out I am updating, first time since october i think.
I admit it, I am a lurker, Creepy I know.
Honestly I feel like I never have anything interesting or witty enough to write, so I just login check friend's journals, groups, boobies, then log out.
So, I feel I should make an effort to update a little more often. Give people a chance to peek into the ever twister mind of the Kaner. Describe exploits, and exploit descriotions. Why not? It certaintly ain't fair that I read all your honest words, and offer nothing in exchage!
This Sunday is the one year mark with the love in my life. I am so excited, I can't beleive it, it's gone by so fast. Everyday increasingly more exciting than the previous. I hope it lasts forever, she makes me feel immortal.
To celebrate our love we are going to Caesar's Tahoe, and to kirkwood.
I am building a new bike. The last R2C2 crawl rendered my current bike (and me) retarded. It was a nightmare. So I am going to build a chopper, and as an homage to the bike that claimed 1 pint of my blood, and sent me to the ER for 4 stitches; I am going to paint the thing blood red. and this time, when I put the thing together, I am gonna wear some fucking gloves. Word to that shit. Stiches suck.
Stay tuned.....
I admit it, I am a lurker, Creepy I know.
Honestly I feel like I never have anything interesting or witty enough to write, so I just login check friend's journals, groups, boobies, then log out.
So, I feel I should make an effort to update a little more often. Give people a chance to peek into the ever twister mind of the Kaner. Describe exploits, and exploit descriotions. Why not? It certaintly ain't fair that I read all your honest words, and offer nothing in exchage!
This Sunday is the one year mark with the love in my life. I am so excited, I can't beleive it, it's gone by so fast. Everyday increasingly more exciting than the previous. I hope it lasts forever, she makes me feel immortal.
To celebrate our love we are going to Caesar's Tahoe, and to kirkwood.
I am building a new bike. The last R2C2 crawl rendered my current bike (and me) retarded. It was a nightmare. So I am going to build a chopper, and as an homage to the bike that claimed 1 pint of my blood, and sent me to the ER for 4 stitches; I am going to paint the thing blood red. and this time, when I put the thing together, I am gonna wear some fucking gloves. Word to that shit. Stiches suck.
Stay tuned.....