Bike is back, and has some interesting little quirks about it. Like the gasoline over-fill discharge valve that dumps excess gasoline onto the ground right in front of the rear tire, making for an extremely unstable second-gear throttle crack. Its all good though. I've taken corners posted at 25 at better than 60mph, leaned over so far my left boot scrapes the ground.

In other news, the website is completed, and up online at www.flowersbycarmen.com .
Go visit and see my work. That job leads to a possible 2 more jobs, doing websites for my friend Matt's dad's company, Crane Specialists, and a US site for a Holland based company LPM Cranes. Both of those can become very lucrative.

Time to go wax the mailbox.

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Those of you who read it may or may not know exactly the original context and reason of this post. Those of you who were close to me know what was happening, and those of you who are not most likely do not.

In all honesty, I have got to be one of the most messed up individuals I have ever met. Today at work a girl told me to shut the hell up and I told her to go suffocate herself with a beach towel.

Seriously, what the fuck?

*sigh*

I'm caught between living out the giant "I really don't care" episode in my brain, and living the "suck it up and do it" stuck in...

in...

shit.

its there somewhere I know it.