Ok… Well… I got my car fixed; I bought the parts, the paint, and the supplies… And I went hog wild. Turns out I’m actually a pretty good painter the fender looks nice, not awesome, but it’s better than I thought it would. And the bumper turned out fabulous, 150% better than what I hoped for; I’ll try and steal my brother’s digi cam and post pics of it up here. Painting was actually pretty easy, I was worried at first, but it turned out nice, so I am very pleased with the results. Most pleased indeed. I installed a new headlight mounting bar, and put some brand new lights in it, so now I won’t get tickets for having a headlight out. Mounting the parts was a war though, but I finally wrangled them onto the chassis without scratching them up, so it’s all done! My camaro is road safe and ready to drive!

And I’m 21, think I already said that though…

And so my job search begins, I’m tossing apps to just about any place that will have me, I need money, the repairs cleaned me out. So it’s time to roll up my sleeves and earn some good old’ American green.



Well I guess that’s about it…


Ohh.. Well my friends all either have full time jobs, or high maintenance girlfriends… So no more parties, pup crawling, pool hall runs, or other associated shenanigans for now… all alone… in the dark… but at least I have my car.

Being lonely sucks bawls, I need a beer.