A lot Of Work
I really think working 12 hours a day 6 days a week is getting to me. Today I sat there and listened to my boss talk to this guy for well over 3 hours about the difference between fuel ejection and a carburetor. I felt like getting up hitting this guy in the back of the head and telling him to shut the fuck up. He was saying the dumbest things that were half right, but I just sat there and turned my music up, so he eventually faded out. Then they were talking about old muscle cars and acting like they knew every little detail about them, which was cool with me because this guy knew some of his stuff, but he was talking shit about some cars that I dig, and this guy’s driving a ford taurus. So again, I just ignored them and I started thinking about my car, and it’s been a while since I’ve actually drove in it, so today after I get some sleep I’m going to take it off the dolly’s and do some burnouts or something. Maybe I’ll even tape it and put it up here, but i broke my camera a few years ago, so I just have the fisheye lens from it. So much to say, so little time to say it, I have to say Jack Johnson isn’t a pussy, I actually do enjoy some his songs, only because treboR hooked me up with them, but yeah. Here are some pictures of the nova, which is my car. And I’m sure my boss knows more about this car than me, considering that he knows everything which includes every little detail about anything you ask him about. I’m sure he could tell me how to fix the squeak in the front end too, but you know what I have to say to him, fuck off. Ha, well here are those before and after pictures for all you fucks that haven’t seen my car.