Home home on the rage or at least in the rat hole...hehehe! Playing on my new lapper all morning, getting it set up just the way I like it to be. That suxs Nascar doesn't start until 2pm my time. Gotta leave my comforts of the rat hole to go buy some stuff for the lapper "Thats my name for it" The Packrat's Lapper. Neat huh! Well what ever Big Daddy. He didn't understand what a lapper is, duh! It's a FUCKING NOTEBOOK!!!!!
Ok I will stop venting on Big Daddy, he's a truck driver too that works where I work. So the kid just called me to pick her up at the mall and then buy her stuff "as usual" Kid's are too expensive!

So calling in at 1:30 on Monday to see what fun I can get into driving down the road...ie where the fuck I get to start off for the week! I stayed out from Sunday at 5pm to Saturday noon. Six fucking days for 2900 miles, which can be done in 4-5 days. But it wasn't too bad of a week, everything was easy to find, but the ride back from Indianapolis sucked big time on a Friday afternoon. Could have been worse if I would have cruised through Chicago rush hour, but I avoided it by 70 miles out of route.

My friend Snuffy is going to sell me a router so I can hook both the lapper and the home computer on the same line, when I hope? Tonight would be nice, but he's working until 7pm and usually goes to sleep right after work. Just called him but now answer, but left a message. Maybe you read this blog Snuffy.....(call me tonight!!!)

Rhymes are rhymes that's all they are
where they go they go very far
as far as far they go sometimes
they just come into my head
all the time
Weird stuff all the time
weird because there fucking rhymes
where this one is going i do not know
just typin' the shit out just like "hey let's go"
typin' as fast as i can
type, type, type, the letters just fly
what the fuck is going on here
well ba-bye.

Wow blog what are you doing to my mind. I think i'm really freakin' out so see ya next time!