Honestly sometimes i forget about this page myself. And then i glance back at the old entries, feelings and pictures and I'm pretty impressed by myself. That last entry was a pretty solid shot at explaining my existence.

But if I'm keeping tabs, then we're at 33%. The new car has brought a much needed breath of fresh air to the otherwise stale life i live currently. Work has taken over. So much so that i cant even keep dates because i end up having to cancel because i get called in. I'm sick of being the goto guy, sick of the responsibility, sick of fixing everyone else's problems. If maybe i had some compensation, it might be worth it. Even a 'thank you' might break up the monotonies of having to be tied to a laptop 24/7/365.

So I'm pretty much done with it. I worked my ass off for my car and that was well worth it 10 times over. Every walk back through a desolate parking lot is accompanied by an ear to ear smile. Its all mine and i fucking love it.

Capitalizing on that previous entry, it looks like there is some love back in my life; as sick as I'm sure it is to love an automobile. But for me, its a start and I'll take it. It's the groundwork for securing the other two necessities and I'm looking froward to those adventures more than you could ever know.