I can stop!

The Cabriolet has new brakes. I'd take a picture but they're really nothing fancy. Sooo the car stops. Not very well. The rear brakes I'm sure are completely shot too. But I'm debating whether to make them discs or leave them as drums.

I'm not sure why but the passenger side decided to wear itself down to metal with no warning. The drivers side had about an inch of pad left. Strange stuff. But everything is new now. Discs, pads, calipers, hoses.

Waterfest is Sunday! She better make it there.

Don't be jealous

Too many guys are flirting with me. It sounds like a great world but it really isn't.

Especially when some of them are people who have shown me that I'd never want a relationship with them for one reason or another.

Is there a reason I seem to scream "hit on me" to everyone?

Boys...

I really don't like life right now.
I also don't know why I'm writing here.

I've come to the realization today that some people can suddenly be super judgmental. Don't get me wrong, I judge people. But I don't judge my friends...at least not harshly. I'd never be like "wow I can't believe you do that. That's so stupid" I mean, yeah if a friend told me they killed kittens and danced with their dead bodies, I'd totally say that was fucked up, but that's totally different.

In other news, I've been feeling really lonely. For a while the whole being single thing was great but now love songs are starting to make me sad. I think I just have low self esteem and I'm hoping that finding a relationship with someone who genuinely liked me would make me feel better. It would, actually. But that's a bad reason to be in a relationship. I'd also like the companionship though. Knowing there's someone out there that feels the same about me as I do about them, always knowing you can go to them if you're upset...that kinda shit.

All the guys that like me are so obvious about it though. It's annoying. They'll say how they love being a giving boyfriend and all this weird crap. They're tools.

Oh well...

I figure eventually I'll stumble on someone who likes me for me...and who I actually like back lol.

8==>?

I wish I had a cheaper hobby, like painting or something. Cars are so expensive and so easy to fuck up. I don't know why I'm so drawn to them.

I should have been born with a penis.


I happen to like having a "friend with benefits" but without the friend part it's not really cool. Then it might as well be a one night stand. I can separate the benefits part from my emotions to a point, but I'm not skanky enough to completely not care about the other person, or to have the other person completely not care about me.
Asking where people stand emotionally usually screws things up. Because then they assume you want to go out with them and then things get weird.

Why can't we be like other animals? Have the guys try to impress the girls, and then be on our merry ways. Or even penguins. They mate for life but it's not like they're gunna go "wow that penguin has a sexy waddle" and leave their partner for someone else. It's just convenient for them to pair off.

Liege Waffles

They're by far the most fantastic yeast risen food ever. They're the waffles that are sweet and crunchy. The ones you get from the Waffle Haus.
I want to perfect my waffle recipe. I could live off them...until I died from malnourishment at least.

I don't care what I do on St.Patrick's Day as long as I get drunk. It's in the spirit of the holiday.

Things I want

I want a lot of things, but most are small and I can afford them. Like clothes or food.

But right now I really want a dirt bike. It looks like so much fun. I remember watching Warren and Taylor ride. I always wanted to try it. And not like, getting on the automatic kid bike and just going over some dirt. I really want to learn.

I'll probably never get one though.

Sometimes being a girl in a male dominated area is pretty intimidating. That's one of the reasons I don't like talking about cars. If I don't know something it's not like a guy not knowing something. It's like "oh she's a girl, of course she's wrong." even if I'm actually right. I wish I could learn more but I was never really exposed to it. And at my age guys either don't take me seriously or just want to get in my pants.

My parents would kill me if I went to school to be a mechanic.

=)

I absolutely love my new job. It's so much fun and rewarding. My manager is a fat, lazy bitch but I can deal with that.
And it's nice to have some money again.