Jeebus!!!!

There's no real reason for that title. Fuck, there's no real reason for this post.
So I went to see that dude about the job on Saturday morning - after having no sleep on Friday night and playing Uno for the hours surrounding sunrise. Old mate turned out to be an absolute tool. He was completely against modifying cars and that goes completely against what I got into this trade for. Resulting from this, I've decided I'm stuck where I am for a while. I've realised my 'concrete is always greyer' view on this trade is simply wrong. Sure, the place I work at is fucked. But at least I get to work on decent cars and do shit that makes me think.

I've learnt over the last week that voicing my opinion loudly and forcefully gets me somewhere. And, by fuck does it relieve stress. I've also realised that finding a new job that's decent is like finding acid. I have to wait for it to find me. And it may just have happened. Mark's dad and his brother are thinking about buying a shop in Brookvale. So if all goes well, I may have a job there.

So what's on the cards for this long weekend? I've got a litre bottle of Southern that needs drinking. Lets get trashed motherfuckers!!!