Woah. That was a whirlwind week/end. Went up to Bemidji Wednesday to get my car fixed, which turned into what should have been an episode of the Amazing Race. Me and the '89 Dodge Colt versus fucking adverse road conditions for 2 hours, with semi trucks blasting by my wiper-less car in the 2" slush and ice. Got to mom's house, cracked open a beer, felt better. Got some life-plan shit under control. Things are working, hopefully. The car took longer to fix than expected, so I was layed over in Bemidji and soon to be late for work. Ma and I went to pick up my car Thursday morning, and WHAM we get rear-ended by a big red truck, which more or less takes the back end off mom's car. Great! Drove back to MPLS, worked for 6 hrs, then came home and fucking crashed. Friday at work was long and painful. Show at the Turf was stellar. Skoal Kodiak is the music of my soul. Saw some peeps, had some beers, the usual. Then Saturday I got my hair did, went shopping and generally hung out with Kendee, including a pit stop in Golden Valley to hang out with her ma and the 'little things.' Birthday party was bitchin, now I'm wiped.
Hopefully gonna get a call from Calhoun Cycle this week for an interview. Car is fixed, first goal is completed, second goal in progress. Now I need to find a new place. Yeah! LET'S DO IT.
Don't have too many plans for the week, other than working full time and takin care of business. Still haven't done my taxes....this is boring.
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3 comments:
what the hell's calhoun cyclone? why do i have the feeling milkshakes are involved? please tell me they're not.
oh, and, like, happy birthday
right. . .cycle.
television hath destroyed my memory.
life plans are totally dope, holmes.
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