Practice makes perfect, DB.

I miss being happy at work.

I miss the joy of the chase

Snow

My ex manager/good friend...........she moved north and left me all alone with this rotten company.

freedom to do anything and everything I want.

The days when it seemed as if all options were viable for me and I didn't really have as large of a hurdle in front of me constantly. Gonna get those days back ........... somehow.

my grandma. she died 20 years ago today....

I'm so sorry musicman. I'm sure it doesn't help much right now but just hang on to her memories.

trust me - i do IM but thanks for the thoughts...

Air
 

I miss air.

Keeping in mind that my days go back to when you pulled into a gas station (petro retailer ;) ), someone came to the car and asked how much fuel you wanted, asked you to "pop" the hood, or at least ask if you wanted them to check oil, water and battery levels. They would ask "how are the tires?" if it wasn't obvious there was a low tire and fill it to the proper pressure. If you had filled up, they would then take your $10 and give you the change. :)

NOW............. From that, to a very different world of automobile refueling has been a change I've adapted to and accepted with mostly understanding.:(

BUT.......... The few times I do not have a compressor at home or work available and have to pull up to a tin box with a piece-of-shit, $30, import screw compressor and a timer inside :banghead: and a "Deposit $.75" on the outside, IT FROSTS MY BALLS! :rant:

What gives me the redass is that by the time you yank the spring-loaded coiled hose around to the farthest corner of the vehicle, & it keeps pulling back like a mule going up a ladder, and you've forgotten to loosen all the valve caps before you put your quarters in, and then you try to get that poorly designed hose thingy with the built in guage over the valve without letting out more air than you put in,

The fucking SOB runs out of time on you

p.s., not making this up...that is exactly the way it went down Thursday pm before leaving town...

They're not charging here, yet, but the hose is miles from the bowser to speed up turnover.

The days when it didn't seem that every single time I turned around something new in my life was just going straight to hell.

Word of advice to everyone. Do all you can not to ever end up on Soc. Security Disability if you live in America. There's not enough Astroglide or KY Jelly in the world to ease what I'm having done to me right now. :mad:

I miss living in a town that has more than one stop light.