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Now why would I possibly have pictures on my Xanga (after not updating
for a LONG ASS TIME) of a firebird? Why you ask? Thats
because I OWN IT! Drove to McPherson Kansas yesterday with Dat
Matt and Dave and trailered that bitch all the way back. Does it
run? Of course it does. Beautifully I might add. Why
did it need to be trailered? Thats because the guy selling it
said the brakes didn't work. Did they? Of course not but
today at Dave's house we realized some dumb ass put a gasket (that
CLEARLY didn't fit) onto the master cylinder which is where the brake
fluid is housed. What does this do? givew you no pressure
or vacuum while pressin on the brakes causing you to have no
brakes. $5 later and a right gasket and WALLA the brakes
work! So all in all...I bought a firebird that runs better than
my old one for $200. Interior is in decent shape and of course I
have some fun work ahead of me but just wait til I finish up a 383
stroker and drop that bad boy in. BAD ASS!
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| Hey everyone. Its me again. Of course I don't do this very often but shit happens that makes me think about various things that cause me to write again.
As some of you already know, Chris is now in jail and will be for a few years probably. Unfortunately he made the descision to rob Quiznos at gunpoint and now he has to do the time for it.
What you guys don't know about this story is that I was good friends with Chris. The 3 nights leading up to the robbery I hung out with him and drove him around town and what not. On Tuesday he had actually told me his plan to rob Quiznos but like many other people I didn't really believe that he would do this. Wednesday came and went and he told me he didn't do it because he couldn't find a driver so this made me think he definately wouldn't do it. Then came Thursday, he called me around 3:30 or so and told me he got a driver and was on his way to do it. Once again, the dumb ass I am thought he wouldn't do it because there are some things that he has said that have never happened so the creditbility of his word isn't always the greatest but reguardless he is my friend and I normally stick by him but robbery is one thing I wasn't about to believe. So abotu 30 mins later I get a call again from him and he is all out of breathe asking me to check my police scanner to see if he is alright. Knowing the consequenses of helping out, all I did was walk outside and say he was fine and not check the scanner. Then something inside me was pretty sure he did do this but since I didn't check the scanner I still had now proof and was in a bit of a shock so I waited to know more. Later on I found out that indeed he did go through with it and was caught within 30 mins. Talking to Elow I decided to go to the police station and tell them everything that happened just in case they checked his cellphone and found that he had called me before and after. That was all fine and dandy but then it was so hard to still believ ethat he had done this...
I was at work last night trying to let everything sink in and then I walk out to my car on my lunchbreak and press play on the CD player...this one song comes on that Chris had made a priority to listen to the night before and in the chrosus it talks about never being let down...so I start to think about things again and it all catches up to me. I wonder to myself why hadn't I done anythign to stop him and why didn't I try harder to help out with whatever he was having trouble with even though I couldn't do what he needed and I just thought that I could have stopped this. I finally come to realize that I even if I would have told someone about the robbery it would hav ebeen done anyway and could have turned out much worse.
Its just so hard to sit here and think about how a friend you know very well and would often have deep conversations with is now going to be gone for a few years because of armed robbery...Many of you think that he is a horrible person and a bad influence and this just makes you sure of it. Reguardless of what he has done I am still his friend and I always will be. I am going to miss hangin out with him and talking to him about everything. He was a good friend and even though he did what he did I believe that people can make bad descisions and thats what they have to live with but that doesn't always mean they are bad people. He will always be my friend and though it will be a little hard, I think Im goign to try to visit him at least once...
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| - On the Road againHey everyone! For those of you that do not know my new situation,
my dad is probably going to be taking a job he has been offered back in
Chicago. Where does this leave me? Staying here in an
Apartment. I know many of you have already gone through this but
it is just going to be weird. They are going to be a thousand
miles away and Im gonna have to do my own laundry! lol I
have some learning to do...oh well...adios everyone!
Ill be apartment searching all week so if you have any suggestions
please tell me!
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| After being told that I will be fired iif I no longer work Saturdays
and never getting an "exceeds" on my evaluation (whereas the lazy fat
fuck named Frank ALWAYS gets one). I have decided there HAS to be
something better. From now on I will be looking for a new
job. I can't stand management and I can no longer trust the ones
that I work with and to top it all off I work with a fat gay man who
hasn't come out yet (how do I know he is gay? he only talks to young
men, makes rude jokes and gestures that go OVER the line, LOVES
theatre, and has been caught on more than one ocassion staring at mine,
or so other men's ass. Oh yeah he has also directly told me "I
know you are not into this sort of thing, but that man over there has a
nice ass" If that isn't a hint I don't know what is). If any of y
ou can offer me any help I would appreciate it. I would like
something with 20-30 hrs/wk and a wage of at least $6.50/hr
(considering I am currently making $8.20/hr and that is the only reason
I am still at walmart) Id appreciate anyone's help because
believe me I need it. The other night I was literally about to go
insane at work. I cringe everytime I have to go into that store
now oh yeah AND they made me a fuckin insomniac! Evidence of this
is the post time of 4:45 in the fuckin morning on FRIDAY! I have
class in less than 4 hours. FUUUUUUUUUUUCK! Granted I can't
be an insomniac cause I do sleep, A LOT. Just I never go to sleep
before 3 RARELY as early as 2 no matter what day it is due to the fact
I am wide awake and can always find something else to do. Adios
everyone!
FUCK WALMART!
P.S. And we are gonna get a 2nd one?!? Of course because we
don't need a target or anything that will cause competition with Wal
Mart. This will also take down the profits of the one we
currently have and since all workers's bonuses rely on the amount of
money the store makes there goes those lovely bonuses! But who
cares right? Employees don't need bonuses and Quantity has always
been better than variety right?!? NOOOOOOOOOOO!
Background graphics courtesy of walmartsucks.org where my entire story will hopefully be put up. Seems there are too many people that absolute HATE that place.
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| When is the last time I did this shit? Has it been too long or
not long enough? Either one...its your choice. Like I
really give a shit anyway.
Ok so here is the deal...with exploding gas prices, trips overseas,
gifts for the gf, and other random expenses Ive began to think just how
important is money? It seems to control our actions. "Hey
you wanna go to the movies!?!?" "I can't Im broke." "You
wanna get somethin to eat?" "No money man." The world is
run by money and it seems that there is no solution to let everyone
have enough to be able to do what they want to an extent. Now of
course there is communism but who the hell wants that shit?
lol I know most of you reading th is are probably thinking
something along the lines of "Eric doesn't know what he is talking
about, he is a spoiled little brat that gets whatever the fuck he
wants." Well...true...mostly but Ive just been th inking about
this lately. Sure I have a car that I didn't pay for and don't
have to pay anything on but gas, a free place to live, free meals
etc. But I also work, at a job whose management wouldn't know how
to treat their employees correctly if it was a life or death
situation. And since I just got back from Europe and am currently
in debt with my credit card company about $2500 I feel that I have the
right to talk about money and the bullshit problems the lack of it
brings. I guess there really isn't much of a point in all this
random babbling other than I wish there was an easy way at earning
some. This is all I have been thinking about lately. Ill be
driving down the road and all I wonder about is how I can make a
shitload of money. I will find out someday and when I do everyone
of my friends will know because they will be living it up with
me. My parents can retire and I can do whatever the fuck I
want. Its gonna happen, unfortunately it may just take some
time. In the mean while, FUCK gas prices, FUCK Walmart and
everything it stands for, and most of all FUCK all you rich son's of
bitches for being able to have and do what you please!
This has been another episode of what the fuck is bothering Eric. Have a wonderful FUCKING night.
EDIT!
I guess what I really meant to say was that everyone thinks about money
at some point and there really isn't any easy way of dodging it.
The entire thing is all just a bunch of bullshit and thats my view on
things. Adios
ANOTHER EDIT! (Yeah I keep thinking of other shit to say...Im such a sumb ass sometimes. lol)
Something that costs 10 freakin cents to make in no way shape of
FUCKING FORM should cost $400. Its rediculous and outrageous and
I hate it all. Thank you again. Goodnight.
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