THE BURN!!!!

Bleh......well, my brain hurts. It feels the burn. Mental work outs suck. I just punched out an 8 page paper in 1 1/2 hours on Racism, race and ethnics.......yeah. it sucks.. Not to mention I have 44 pages, 3 maps, two artifact drawings, one movie to compile and a report to put in a binder by......Dec 1st. BLAH! Drinks are needed!

My birthday was Monday. Yay. I am 27 now....I will finish my BA before I am 28.....I hope.

Work, well, that sucks. Just take my word for it. The job is great, the boss is a fuckwit.

And It is really cold here. Like living on Hoth. just without the walkers and taun tauns.

VICTORY IS MINE! Well, in one battle I suppose. I got a raise at work today. Win indeed. I shall celebrate in two weeks on my birthday with a present to myself of a Ka-Bar Kukuri machete, like this. (See picture). Wee.

Bleh.....Today sucks.

I am glum today. well, this afternoon I guess. The morning started so so, went for a walk, didnt see anything i could shoot, even though I stumbled onto a bull moose. Then got called into work. wee. then came home at 2 and watched a movie. This is what made me glum. I have realized that my life, as it is, is a rather sad non-event in the world around me, and that for some goddamn reason I hate and fear this feeling with a seething passion. I am truly scared to death of being forgotten and insignificant. Don't rightly know why this is such a bother to me, but it is. I look back on my life and see.......nothing. Nothing grand, I suppose. I haven't explored. I haven't camped. I haven't gone to concerts or anything like that. I haven't learned lots of things I want to know. It is depressing, which in turn makes me want to give up.

Fuckadee, Fuckadoo. Wee, angst.

Look for something, Find something better.

Well well.....today has been an up and down day. It started at 730 am, the lowest part of my day, when my friend Bradley and I hop in my truck and start off on a hunting trip. We got 1 1/2 blocks from my house. Why? Because a repair I had originally made on my truck failed (NOT THE TRUCKS FAULT) and the poor girl hemorrhaged 7 quarts of ATF all over the road. Joy. so I had to fix that. it wasn't a hard fix, but laying under a truck in 40 degree weather with semi-warm ATF dripping in your face isn't exactly what I would call an enjoyable morning. Lukewarm ATF is the color and consistency of blood....bleh.

BUT, I got it fixed. Shame I didn't get to take a walk this morning. which is sad, because this was the day, by murphy's law, that all the shootable deer were going to be where I was going. Alas and sigh and all that.

On a happier note, I did manage to find not only a diagram for my research project, but I found complete engineering diagrams, cutaways and internal drawings of the B-17. This way I can match parts found on my lil safari to an actual place on the aircraft, and give a breakdown of what survived the crash. It will all come together and people can read it in my report if anyone wants it. After i turn it in of course. Anyway, I think I'll post some pics here for everyones viewing pleasure. Cheers.

Update....Let me brush off the dust and dirt

So....Yeah, I started this blog in like.....2008, when I was down in Oklahoma. It was supposed to be a record for my time there. I don't recall ever actually doing anything with it.

Which brings us to it now. I am going to start posting blogs again. Wee. Now, I have homework to finish..