Seriously, if you are sad, read this. It’d cheer up the fat kid who realized there’s no cake left.
Friday I traded my white S10 and the predator cue for a 93 Toyota Pickup. It’s a 22RE engine, 5spd and 4wd with a 3″ body lift and 31×10.5 tires. It’s not bad at all and the interior is in really good shape, minus one little tear in the seat.
Pics are here: http://theblane.com/zenphoto/truck/
I was rather relaxed tonight and, except for a headache, I had been in a good mood all day.
To everyone: when I get upset/pissed off and walk away from a situation it isn’t because I don’t care – it’s because I don’t want to say or do something I might regret later. I have learned to control my emotions this way and it is best that I be left alone when I get to that point. Antagonizing or even talking to me at that point is not a good idea because when I blow up, I blow up big time. I can dish it out with the best of them verbally and/or physically when I’m pissed off, so please don’t bring that out of me.