Update? I hate to sound busy too busy for anyone, but damn it right now I am.
School is almost over, but I'll still be gone 'til November. It doesn't help that electron theory, semi-conductors, and condensed matter physics is, besides difficult and fantastically boring, essential. It is what seperates the men from the boys, the technicians from the mechanics, and is the difference between $20 per flat-rate our and $40 per flat-rate hour.
I'm finally all moved in with all services functioning. I live with 3 cats now but I'm not to sure about the cats though. I'm more of a dog person I think. However the big cat that doesn't like anybody ('cept his Momma) seems to like me well enough (for a cat?) and is always rubbing up on me and purring. So I'm going to take that as a good omen. Although one of these days I really need to unpack my things.
Melvin is still on life-support. I haven't had time to do a proper diagnosis, work has just been far to busy, and frankly I don't get paid to work on my own car. I should really just save up some money and buy a reliable car, but where is the sport in that? Speaking of work; I don't know if I have ever mentioned this before, but I love what I do. I love working on cars, even when whatever car I'm working on has turned into a vile, no good, common, cum-guzzling, gutterslut. I find myself smiling even as I am cursing.
School is almost over, but I'll still be gone 'til November. It doesn't help that electron theory, semi-conductors, and condensed matter physics is, besides difficult and fantastically boring, essential. It is what seperates the men from the boys, the technicians from the mechanics, and is the difference between $20 per flat-rate our and $40 per flat-rate hour.
I'm finally all moved in with all services functioning. I live with 3 cats now but I'm not to sure about the cats though. I'm more of a dog person I think. However the big cat that doesn't like anybody ('cept his Momma) seems to like me well enough (for a cat?) and is always rubbing up on me and purring. So I'm going to take that as a good omen. Although one of these days I really need to unpack my things.
Melvin is still on life-support. I haven't had time to do a proper diagnosis, work has just been far to busy, and frankly I don't get paid to work on my own car. I should really just save up some money and buy a reliable car, but where is the sport in that? Speaking of work; I don't know if I have ever mentioned this before, but I love what I do. I love working on cars, even when whatever car I'm working on has turned into a vile, no good, common, cum-guzzling, gutterslut. I find myself smiling even as I am cursing.
wait are you sure your talking about cars with that last line