09.30
Twice this week, I had work related car issues. First, the battery in my truck died. With no cables, I had to find a place that sold them so I could at least get a jump from somebody. Second, while I was filling up an almost flat tire with air, it exploded in my face. The initial shock of what happened and the ringing in my ears was pretty bad, but I got over it.
Speaking of getting over it, I think it’s funny when someone comes up to me and tells me about how sooo over their ex they are. Over and over. For the past four months, someone I’ve been friendly with at work has been telling me about how he was glad he left her. If you’re really over it, just move on. Pull the neon signs down, put the bullhorn away, and just shut it out of your life. You know, a drunk won’t stop drinking if they keep going to the bar and getting trashed every night…




