I’m going to keep this shit short.

2009 was a trying year. It had its good moments, it had it’s bad. I didn’t accomplish everything I hoped for, but shit, you cant harvest crops during a tornado. The only thing that was joyous and went to plan was my engagement to Tammy. Not even the hardest times can fuck up love. I learned that most this year.

I welcome the next year with open arms. It can’t get any worse then 2009. I’ve been stressed, I’ve been broke, I’ve been angered, I’ve had nervous breakdowns. 2009 fucked me up in the worse way.

As long as Im healthy mentally and physically for 2010, im ready to take the lemons that life gives me, and paint that shit gold.

The beginning of 2009 was toasted to Dom P. This made the year extremely hard to live up to. This year I’m toasting 2010 to 211 steel reserve. It can only go up from there. If not, shit I give up.

by : same party, new year

Here’s a quick catch up to where I stand now.

From last past post I moved out of the old apartment you see below to another one, not pictured.

I bought a car or should I say bucket, randomly in hopes of being a good compassionate human. The plan toward compassion, eventually went down hill and back fired, so I used the car as a tool of happiness for myself. It was effective…

I did some work to the car. The 93 lexus sc 5 speed with 2jz motor, was now a more beautiful version. I call him Morimoto.

I eventually found the way of, flushness and low offset.

kitted*

blacked housed*

exhausted*

to be continued in 2010

Thanksgiving came around and me and Tammy made the dinner once again. 2 people with one whole turkey and all the fixings. Family is overrated.

Should of invited some homeless people to our dinner. Half of all the food was thrown away a week later.

Then christmas came, no pics cause I misplaced my charger. It was quite blah anyhow.

Now I am caught up.

by : don’t really give a shit

I am still awfully behind in this blog. I’ve been lagging on catching up, but in some way this relates back to how my actual life is going. I see this as a honest reflection. When I look back and read this entry later on in life, I will have a better understanding on how I was really feeling.

On a positive note, I’ve been spending time with my muse. Peep game.

Thanks to my am1′s and jermz camels for the comparison. I just need to sell a couple more of my possessions on craigslist to finish this project. I am extremely proud of this project. All the work and wrench time put in, was done by me. EVERYTHING. I feel accomplished in a vin diesel toretto fast in furious type of way.

by : pawn shop for better