I've come to a decision

That's right. I've made a decision. I remembered I'm in charge and made a serious decision. I'm finding another job. I now HATE my job and think it's time to get the fuck out of that workshop. Yesterday I went and saw a dude I used to work with. He runs his own shop now. I told him shit was going down and I'm looking for a job. He's a bit iffy on giving me a job at the moment because work's a bit slow. If shit picks up, I'm in. On the upside, he did say he'd ask around for me. So hopefully I get a call in the next couple of weeks about a job.

Ahh yes, the decision I've been pondering for the last six months has finally been made and an action has been performed back it up. Sick. I'm happy with myself.

As for the party on Saturday night, It's still happening. There'll probably be another one up there in a couple of weeks when Scott moves out to the ex-brothel.

The ChargeMaster.