This, as I have been attempting to re-attach some 'Film Projector' webdings. Just gonna be one of those days I 'spect.while I appreciate the wingdings on the other thread, I like the title of this one better.
my son spilled my coffee this morning while we were getting ready to head out the door. so now I am grumpy. and I have lots of work to do.
Nice looking frameset.
2 maybe 3 hrs of sleep last night. This silly parking lot/trail head project is past my pissed off point.
In other news I got a preorder email for the new ReeB SST. Now to shit or get off the pot on ordering one.
hope it goes as well as it can!Probate hearing at 11:30 regarding my assuming guardianship for H. Nervous I am.
I have several volumes of the encyclopedia killtannica dedicated to this
Anxiety set in yesterday, and it's still weighing on me today. It's nothing in particular mind you, just a general life anxiety. Boo to this.
It seems pretty neat. Now just to convince the Mrs.Nice looking frameset.
wait until after it's deliveredNow just to convince the Mrs.
I had a dream that I was somehow in an apartment in Auckland with Chris Hemsworth, and this apartment had bugs on the wall. He was going to call an Australian exterminator company to pop over to fix it as just a short hop apparently.
Anxiety set in yesterday, and it's still weighing on me today. It's nothing in particular mind you, just a general life anxiety. Boo to this.
Tell her you sold some stuff to cover the cost. When she asks what stuff, tell her you werent expecting or accepting follow-up questions.It seems pretty neat. Now just to convince the Mrs.
if she presses you, "no further questions" and throw a smoke bombTell her you sold some stuff to cover the cost. When she asks what stuff, tell her you werent expecting or accepting follow-up questions.
Based on his dietary intake, I'd wager the Mrs has been fogged enough that a mere smoke bomb will be ineffective. He'll need to do a full Criss Angel disappearing act.if she presses you, "no further questions" and throw a smoke bomb
I ordered a V4,...and a SSTSpeaking of REEB, this thing is a caricature of a bicycle. So of course I love it. So many steel, take my money and my ex-girlfriend.
* A joke that is probably only funny to me because the bike’s designer is actually dating (possibly engaged to?) my ex.
Wait...she's your ex? Lol, I used to ride with that guy a bundle when our work overlapped. He'd thrash everyone up and down the mountain...on his single-speed.Speaking of REEB, this thing is a caricature of a bicycle. So of course I love it. So many steel, take my money and my ex-girlfriend.
* A joke that is probably only funny to me because the bike’s designer is actually dating (possibly engaged to?) my ex.
True Fact™Wait...she's your ex? Lol, I used to ride with that guy a bundle when our work overlapped. He'd thrash everyone up and down the mountain...on his single-speed.
Still want that bike. GIMME PINION!
lawdy lawdy....Speaking of REEB, this thing is a caricature of a bicycle. So of course I love it. So many steel, take my money and my ex-girlfriend.
* A joke that is probably only funny to me because the bike’s designer is actually dating (possibly engaged to?) my ex.
Back in the day when I was selling hops for the family I visited Oskar Blues and started hooking them up with the dried flowers. They were like 10k barrels in a metal building in Longmont. Shit started blowing up and I gave all my sales accounts to my little brother. Little did I know the Canarchy that was to come. Never even went riding with anyone from OB. My bro pretends like he did it all.Speaking of REEB,
Is that owned by Ian’s tall ass friend? He’s fucking fast.Speaking of REEB, this thing is a caricature of a bicycle. So of course I love it. So many steel, take my money and my ex-girlfriend.
* A joke that is probably only funny to me because the bike’s designer is actually dating (possibly engaged to?) my ex.
Ha! No, that’s a different really freaking tall guy entirely. And yeah, that dude is also freaking fast, and rolls with the same crew/team as the REEB guy.Is that owned by Ian’s tall ass friend? He’s fucking fast.
Must be the weather.
Anxiety set in yesterday, and it's still weighing on me today. It's nothing in particular mind you, just a general life anxiety. Boo to this.