1. HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN A MEMBER OF FA?
4th of July, this year. Yeehaw. :-P

2. WHAT MAKES YOU GAG?
Parking my semi next to a lifestock trailer. Really, I am not sure what's worse, knowing that cows get crammed in there to be transported long distance. Or the fact it always smells like shit, no matter how much it gets washed.

OH, and trucks stops that have not have their lots washed for awhile....if you know some one in trucking, ask them, its embarasing to the industry.

3. DOES YOUR MOM SMOKE?
Used to, but she went cold turky in 91 after our parents divorced. I guess something came good out of that....

4. WHO'S PROFILE DO YOU LIKE THE MOST ON FA?
Uh....profile? Don't know......*starts looking*

5. IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY CAR WHAT WOULD IT BE?
Chrysler Town and Country Mini-van.
Cause I am a dork.

Well, okay choice. 1985 Oldsmobile Delta 88 Brougham. Cause I had one and it was SWEET. After it got t-boned, it still drove straight.

6. HAVE YOU KISSED/HOOKED UP WITH ANYONE IN YOUR WATCH LIST?
Nope, and probally never will.

7. DO YOU GET ALONG WITH YOUR BF/GF's PARENTS?
Uh.....don't have a gf.

8. DO YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF LUCKY?
Oh, yeah, very lucky, considering that everything is in a mess.

9. HOW OLD WILL YOU BE ON YOUR NEXT BIRTHDAY?
28

10. ARE YOU A LIKEABLE PERSON?
I sure hope so.

11. WOULD YOU PREFER FRIENDS THAT ARE GIRLS OR GUYS?
I get along better with guys. I don't know many girls that I been freinds with. Then again, if I would just quit scaring myself off and running away......

12. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE THING TO DO ON A MONDAY NIGHT?
Same thing I do every night. Either drive or sleep.

13. ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS?
Yeah. Especially standing on something with no barriers. Or driving my semi over a tall bridge in the middle of construction with temporary baracades.

14. WHICH WOULD YOU LIKE BEST: A DIAMOND RING OR A DIAMOND BRACELET?
Why would I want either? Oh well, I guess the bracelet, since I can just lock it away for safe keeping.

15. WHAT IS THE MOST PAINFUL THING THAT YOU'VE EVER ENDURED?
????????????????????

16. WHAT IS ONE THING THAT YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT?
Must have internet. I go nuts after a week of not being able to stop some where with a wireless network while on the road.

17. WOULD YOU SAY THAT YOUR GLASS IS HALF EMPTY OR HALF FULL?
Half empty

18. HAVE YOU EVER TALKED TO A GRAVE WHERE SOMEONE WAS BURIED?
Yeah. Though it was more like the entire memorial at this place called "Bonsai Cliff" in Saipan.

19. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WENT TO THE DOCTOR?
Last week.

20. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SPORTS TEAM?
None

21. DO YOU PREFER SHOES, SOCKS, OR BARE FEET?
Depends. How about sandals? I like to walk with something to protect my feet. Unless your asking me about being at home. Or how I like to look at a significant other in bed? :-P I am being more technical than I should be.

22. WOULD YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF A SOCIAL DRINKER?
Nope. I would hang out with people who drink for a short bit. But I don't drink at all.

23. HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOUR EX!
First and only gf so far in my life was a manipulative, scheming, two timing jerk. Though I should say 8 timing since she was going out with 8 other guys besides me. One of them was an old friend of mine. OH well, what ever, long done, and over with. And if he was a true freind, he would have listened to me, instead of learning it the hard way...after telling me to fuck off. :-/

24.WHEN YOU GO TO A BAR DO YOU TRY TO GET FREE DRINKS?
Have not tried.

25. DO YOU LIKE YOUR JOB?
Like it except for politics. That and idiot 4 wheelers who think I can stop on a dime cause I have 18 wheels. The bigger it is, the harder it falls. Or in this case, the heavier it is, the harder inertia fights with you when you TRY to stop. You have no idea how many times I thank the Lord I have not made a pancake out of some one.....and I am not a religious person.

26. HOW MANY TIMES A DAY DO YOU TELL SOMEONE YOU LOVE THEM?
No one.....don't have a significant other.

27. IF YOU COULD BE ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD RIGHT NOW WHERE WOULD YOU BE?
Hmm, I always wanted to see Edmonton, AB. I have no idea why, something about that place that always sparked my interest. If not there, why not Australia? Heh, be neet to see that place.

28. WHEN YOU NEED SOME ALONE TIME WHERE DO YOU GO?
My bedroom. Or somewhere that I can be alone. Which is hard nowadays since I live in a semi-truck.

29. WHO DO YOU THINK WILL DO THIS SURVEY?
I have no clue

30. WHO DO YOU TAG?
Nobody.

Heh, not what it sounds like.....for the pervs. :-P

You know you don't feel well when a shower makes you feel like a million bucks.....then when your done, you just want to pass out.

Then again, I know people who are like that all the time.

I usualy take a morning shower, just to help me relax and wake up. If I don't have my shower in the morning, I get easily upset.


Oh well, my throat still hurts. But not as bad as it was for awhile now. It died down Sunday....finally. It's still there, but I no longer have to take ibuprophen every minimum recomended time to do so. I mean, I took it just so it won't feel horrid. Still hurt, but at least it was tolerable compared to NOT taking the pill. Now I can take it when I feel is needed and the pain is nearly non-exsistant. Though if I don't take the pill, it feels like it did when I was on the pills a few days ago. So I think I am making majour progress. It was hurting so bad, I was starting to wish I was dead.

Did not help my sister and brother in-law had a party Saturday night down stairs. Honestly, I really did not want to be in the way. But it was still an anoyance to know that I can't join them if I wanted too. Don't get me wrong, the guest are nice people, they really wanted to know why I was not joining them. Heh, they even ordered pizza....wah. And all I had was dumplins and soup. Well, I should not have the dumplings, but damn it, I want SOLIDS.

Anyways, today I got to make alot of phone calls. Thank goodness the soreness have gone down so I can do this. Have to call work to let them know I won't be back tomorrow morning. I have to start work on the original reason I wanted to be back this weekend. I need to finish moving my stuff out of my appartment, clean it, and return the keys by this Saturday morning.

The other two calls are to shut down the phone lines, internet, and power to the place.

About it, now to lay down a bit more. :-D

Well, I am starting to get better. I am planning on just taking one more day off from everything and stay home.

Then Tuesday, start working on finalizing the move out of my appartment. I got till Tuesday to Friday to finish the move, and turn my keys in.

Other than that, I hope to God I never get this virus again. It hurt so bad I was really concidering shooting myself Saturday night.

I'll sum up my time in Pensilvania.

SUCKS.


The roads suck, the state route sucks, the US highways sucks. The interstates including the Turnpike SUCKS.

That, and I caught some virus while I was there. REALLY makes it super hard to swallow, talk, or what ever you could think of.

So I ended up getting work to route me back to Indianapolis so I can see a doc, and get some meds.

About it so far.

Oh, one more thing I think is funny.

My company for awhile has made it a rule to not use the PA turnpike UNLESS we get permission. Just send in a macro (option) 41 on our onboard computer, put "x" on "PA Toll", and once they aprove it, we can drive on it. IF we don't get permission, we the driver will be charged for it.

Stupid, stupid, but this been the big issue with why I don't want to go to PA. ALOT of the roads in PA was designed and made a long time ago. And instead of making improvments or needed changes. They just built around or over them. SO, there's alot State routes and even US routes that where not made for Semi's. Let alone alot of roads not even made for cars with the current speed limits of today....and that's just being nice. And most of the Interstates where designed back when it was still new and did not have all the bugs or design flaws thought out well. Most of those are not even fixed. So you could go on an on ramp where there is litterally a stop sign, and you have to some how go from 0 to 70 from where there.....in rush hour traffic. Well, okay, I am not sure if all the interstates are like that there. But the limited access state routes and US routes that function like interstates are like that. I mean, come on, a car can't do that unless its a sports car.....and even that, its dangerous. And I am driving a freaking semi. Semi's don't accelerate....let alone stop as fast as a car. And the more weight on it, the longer it takes to stop/start.

Anyways, point of all this is, I hate going to Pensilvania cause most of the Interstates going through PA are tolled roads, and the company is being stingy about it. They expect me to take alternate routes which are very dangerous due to bad design with the current times.

Well, Friday I get a message saying that "We no longer have to use the PA Turnpikes. MAPTUIT will be able to route us through PA without using most of the Turnpike. So only use the Turnpike when its part of the routing. Cause of this, we removed the "PA Tolls" request off of Macro 41. Thanks and drive safely."

I actually told my dispatcher to route me back to Indiana and tell those fucking idiots back in Omaha they can shove these keys, and that Maptuit system up their asses. It's a routing program, and they are treating it like it's GOD almighty that is going to send us in the right direction, right to the customers door. It should NEVER be used as the MAIN source for routing. NOR should it EVER be used for DIRECTIONS to the customer. Hell, the damn thing not only gets directions wrong for most customers. But it routes to stupid places. Like going from Nashville, Tennesee to Columbia, Maryland. Columbia is between Baltimore and Washington DC by the way. Anyways, it wanted me to go up to north, all the way till I was past Northeast of COLUMBUS, OHIO. From there, I zig-zag between US-30 and what ever US or State route there may be along I-70 (Which is a tolled road from Northeast Ohio and mostly through PA), till I reach Columbia, MD. Add alot of miles. Instead, I said fuck up, took I-65 to I-64, then pretty much took what ever intersate from Kentucky to West Virginia, to Maryland. MORE DIRECT. Oh yeah, and NO BLOODY TOLLS.

Anyways, I get a message from my dispatcher to call her, please (pretty much begging me over the on board computer to calm down and chat).

Got on the phone, I was nice about it, I had a feeling she did not know what was going on. And she didn't. So I told her what was up. She did not belive it at first, but once she tested the macro over on her screen back in Omaha, she then grumbles the first curse word I ever heard her say, "Son of a bitch, shit." So after much talk, she told me to just chill a little as she goes and tries to talk to her boss about that and see if there's work arounds for it. Either way, she's not happy about it either.

Through the phone call, she tells me I am one of the few who actually gets my loads ontime. And she says she knows its crap, and the others on her team who do get their loads on time are also bitching about MAPTUIT as much as I am. Though pretty much, flat out told me that the ones who like it are the ones who bought it, and the new drivers who never worked with us before this love it. Though after saying that she even growled (first time hearing that too), "And then those drivers and the investors wonder why they never get their loads on time....let alone why they get lost." So the whole phone call is pretty much letting me know she's pretty much fed up herself, but just hang in there till at LEAST she finds out about the PA tolls. Thogh she told me she won't be surprised that if she brings over bad news, figured I won't be the only one leaving over it.

Well, later I call her up when I stoped over at a rest stop on my way to Florida. Same day by the way. Anyways, she tells me that I no longer need to send a macro. It's not a question of getting approval anymore. The PA tolls will be treated like any other toll roads in US, just drive on it. The idiots in higher up will expect everyone to follow the routing that was given by MAPTUIT to save them money and managment. So in other roads, just drive on it if it will get me there faster.

So I WILL. Though I did warn her that if I see a freaking huge deductions next pay check for "Tolls". I will walk. I am getting tired of talking to other drivers who don't get this problem with toll roads, yet this company is too worried about pinching pennies to the point they rather sacrafice an on time load than to just pay the toll and make customers happy.

We shall see how this turns out tomorrow, since I am going to be using I-476 to get from Philly to Allentown. And that's a PA Turnpike.

Oh, I would think MAPTUIT have been a decent routing program till recently. Though still, it should never be used as THE source for directions and planning. Common sense, street sense, and a good grasp of reality should tell you what's right and wrong. After all, this company is stupid for removing their database of directions that have been collected through the years by customers and drivers that been there.

OH well....here's a stupid link to these guys.

http://corporate.maptuit.com/

"MAPTUIT. All you need to know on the road"

Eat dung and call it chocolate pudding cake, MAPPY

Well, nothing new.

I decided to put myself unavailable for training till I come back from my home time in Inday.....around the 3rd/4th of October.

I gone from Baltimore, Maryland. To to Tampa, Florida. Heh, actually unloaded half the trailer in Orlando, then drop my trailer in Tampa at our terminal there.

Florida is a buetifull state with nice people.......and asshole office personal and car drivers who think they are God's behind the steering wheel. Sounds like Seattle......minus more sun.

I think the skit I saw off of a CBC Christmas special a few years ago titled, "Florida, the GUN Shine State" is pretty pluasable. Nothing gets me scared than talking to a bunch of nice people....and hear them talk about how I could have gotten shot if I took the directions our system gave me....with a smile and chuckling demenour like this is THE NORM. Uh.....hi, bye.

But really, what got me all in wonder is Disney is pretty much its own town. I mean, there's an exit off of I-4 that says, "This Exit to Downtown Disney." Uh, wow, that is a huge place. I mean, even the main power line coming out of the central power distribution center for that area has Disney's very own "Micky" shaped power pole. Mixed in with the regular power poles for parts of the area. Hmm, I guess its not hard to figure out where to cut power off for Disney if I was an ex-employee who's super pissed off.

Got to Tampa, the terminal guards are the most Nice guards to put up with....besides Indianapolis (IN), Allentown (PA) and Fontana's (CA) terminal. But the personal in the terminal's office are the WORST staff I ever met. They not only ignore you, but you ask for a question, even if it's just to see if they are okay, they'll make sure you know you are wrong to even exist. Yeah.....fuck you too.

Anyways, about it, now heading up to Allentown now. Though with little hours left on my 70. They think I'll be there Sunday morning, but from the looks of things, I'll be there by Monday morning. This load is due 2pm on Monday in some town 80 miles away from Allentown anyways. They just thought I'll make it a day early. But if I had my full 70 to play with, I WILL be there Sunday morning. Oh well, currently sitting at a truck stop in Kenly, North Carolina.

It's hard to explain the hours of service rules for us truck drivers. But, to make it simple....hopefully, at least to explain the 70 hours. I get 70 hours to play withen a week. on the 8th day, I get hours back from the first day I worked. So if I worked 2 hours on the first work day, and I have 9 hours left on my 70, I get 11 hours to work with that day. I am only allowed to drive for 11 hours. And I can only work/drive withen my 14 hour work day. Once my clock starts, my 14 ticks down no matter what I do. So if I have 11 hours to drive, but I have only 2 hours left on my 14, I can only drive for 2 hours. I get my 11/14 back after being off shift for 10 hours. I get my 70 back if I stay off work for 32 hours.

Anyways, about it.


OH, and passing around Washington DC is stupid. I mean, for semi's. I never been to a place where there's an inspection terminal for all the trucks........off to the side......near a MAJOUR JUNCTION. I mean, you have semi's coming in from all directions. We are made to circle around some lot, with only three inspections lanes. There's a sign that says, "Keep Movin". But IF, IF a cop points to you and points you to pull into a slot. You are in a slot, and get inspectied. I was lucky last time, but who knows next time. Either way, its a total waist of time, and bad location. I could have esealy just sped by the place and merged onto what ever Interstate I was heading. But of course, I do risk of getting pulled over by a hidden cop and get ticketed for by passing a DOT inspection area....and get inspected right there. Oh well.

Well, I figured that their idea of getting me a student was to......route me to the northeast US.

I HATE the northeast US. Nothing wrong with the people, nothing wrong with the scenery....outside of the cities.

Just, the roads where not made for SEMI'S. Let alone a CAR. Nothing was thought out well for they layout of their roads. Also, truck stops are few and far between.....and those that are around is going to COST me. Damn.

Anyways, currently in Baltimore, MD. Just got here a few hours ago.

Yesturday though, I threatened my dispatcher....again. But I am serious though, if I get a load heading to New York City, I am quiting and leaving this truck behind. Though the freaky part is, I am VERY, VERY clost to New York City. Hell, I get chills down my spine going north of I-95 to this truck stop from the customer, with signs saying, "North, New York"

Anyways, I got this load in the morning that is going to send me to Orlando, Florida. Well, okay, I can live with that. The catch is, pick up the load. I have a feeling though I'll either get it, then have to swap it off cause I won't make the dead line for the 21st, 8 am. Or they'll hand it off to some one else to make sure its on time.....and I'll end up going to New York City anyways. That's the worst place to go to with a semi. And Bronx is no walk in the park either.

OH well, I guess the only amusing thing I have to say was.

I picked up my load in Springfeild, Tennessee. And I stoped for the night in Shelbyville, Kentucky. Hmmmm....Springfeild, Shelbyville. Show refferences anyones? Oh well, I am amused. :-P

Nothing says your going to have a bad start of a week (9/11) than to start on the day everyone is remembering the attacks. Though I am usually the type to just suck it up and move on.

But, apperently I waisted an entire day on a Shag load. Shag is a term we use in this company as a nicer way of saying....well, if you watched Austin Powers, you'll know what we mean by it. Anyways, it was in town, and supposedly easy. But since its in town, I get no miles for it, and its only worth 20 bucks. Okay, IF things went well, you know, pick up the trailer in the terminal, go to customer, drop trailer, leave. Pretty much 30 to 45 minutes. Be worth it, right?

That whole day was waisted with me trying to find the driver to the truck who's backed up under the trailer, and left. Apperently he brought it all the way from Atlanta, and was going to deliver it till the terminal decided to mess with him. And to top it off, he was told he'll still deliver the load, so of course he did NOT un-hook from it.

Long story short, 6 hours later, I get the damn trailer, delivered it, and after fighting with the yard jock at the customer with why I can't back my trailer in the door.....and how he should not talk since it took him 5 tries to back a trailer in with an "Ottowa" (VERY short truck), I just dropped the trailer in front of him and left. I am surprised I was not written up for it. Then agian, I was about to quit at that point. That yard was so small, I have no idea how that guy can back up trailers to the docks. And there are OTHER trailers in the way too. And the gates going in and out are so small, I nearly side swiped the gate TWICE. OH well.

Then after that, I get my promised long run towards Omaha, Nebraska.......pick up a load for Wal-Mart in Indianapolis off of the Airport Express way....and go to Chicago. Uh.....okay. Actually, I was supposed to split that load in Chicago. not sure with who, but at a drop yard of ours. Its supposed to go to Menomone, Wisconsin, which I been there countless times before and rather did that instead.

Oh well, turns out the load was not to be picked up till 2 hours AFTER I ran out of hours. I complained. They told me I could pick up early since its a pre-loaded trailer. Well, I knew better, but I decided to tell them that I will ream them out if its not ready. And I went there.

IT WAS NOT READY. And I round up backed up into a dock with a MAYBE I'll be loaded early. I told my night (late evening at this point) dispatcher about that. He tells me I can camp there, the customer will allow it. Well, the customer did tell me this. But I told these idiots more than once, I told them a thousand times. I do NOT camp at customers. And to top it off, this customer was only 15 minutes from my home. I told that jack ass that IF I was stuck there, I would leave that truck behind, and go home, leaving the keys and everything in it.

He never answered me, but the dock forman was nice enough to load me up VERY early. We talked for a bit, and.....well, he said he won't promise much, but I could try to apply there, they always need yard jockies. I wonder why......but hey, its an option. Yay.

I go to the terminal with very little hours I had left, and drop the trailer. Then told the idiot back in Omaha that I am splitting the load in Indy. The truck's transmission WAS acting up to begin with on my way to the terminal, so its going into the shop. And I'll call my main dispatcher tomorrow with if I am coming back to work or not. But as far as I am concerned, he can go to hell, and I was walking out.

Heh, at least meeting up with my sis and brother in law was not so bad......even though we had a slight miscomunication on where to pick me up.


Anyways, next day, get to work. SAME THING. I get another shag. This is like Dallas, Texas all over again where I was stuck for a couple days doing nothing but shags. And these guys want me in Omaha, Nebraska for training to be a trainer before Wensday Night. Fuckers.

I pretty much refused it and told my dispatcher....first time since i had her that I chewed her out. But I told her, "NO more shags, I did my shag yesturday, get me out of this town by 530 PM today, or I QUIT! I am beyond patient." Since then she's been avoiding me and trying to get a bit firm with me. She recomended me to be a trainer since she belived I was "patient". Though now I think I gave her a bad impression. WEll, all I have to say is....and I told her this already over and over again, "I may seem I got patience. But in reality, there is only so much anyone can give before they go ape shit." And Ape shit I did.

Anyways, after a bit, she gets me a load out of Shelbyville, Indiana to take to Denver, Colorado. But I split the load in Omaha, Nebraska. From the looks of things, I'll be there Wensday evening. Okay, good.


Well, from Wensday to Friday, was un-eventfull. I got trained to be a trainer. And the training course is......STUPID.

I did not learned any shit than the stuff I already knew. All rules. But I honestly don't know how to "direct" a person to back.

Also, instead of getting another truck that I can fit an extra person in with ease. All I got was the truck fixed up to the points I have not seen any problems yet so far since then. Fuck that, should have just done the "Training the trainer" in Indianapolis, Indiana. Fuck these people.

Also, I find out AFTER I got my certificate that my pay scale goes down from 26 cents a mile to 24 cents a mile. WTF? Their excuse, "Cause I'll be making extra miles from the student." UH, WTF? I am supposed to train the student. Not use the student as my money making monkey.

I am about to say fuck being a trainer, and fuck this company. My patience is shot to the ground.

OH, and one more thing to this stupid set up.

After I passed and was told to be ready to have a student right away. Everyone in the class got their student.....BUT ME. So I am currently driving, delivering loads, by myself, with 2 cents LESS than what I made before this. Fuck this, once I get back to Indianapolis, I may not come back to this company.




Other than that, I am fine. Currently in Oak Grove, Kentucky. On my way for an AM deliver in Freesboro, Tennessee.

Damn.

BUT, main reason is, my dispatcher actually put in some good words at work, and now I am scheduled to go in to Omaha for trainging....to be a trainer.

Uh....okay. Not that I am complaining. Heh, actually, I am sorta excited. Been wondering what that would happen.

Unfortunatly, what upset me at the moment though is, I just got this truck a couple weeks ago. Its a truck I wanted, its finally working right, I got comfy. And now i got to give it up. Then again, not really, I COULD keep it. But I'll have to stop over in Indy and drop off alot of crap in order to let an extra person on board. But, this truck is really cramp though. And adding a second person would really mess things up. :-/ So I am going to let them switch me once I get done with training.

Anyways, training, yeah, I am going to get training to be a trainer. I could have it done at Atlanta, GA. Let alone elsewhere. But we are going to let the planners scramble to get me to Washington state. Most likely I'll get near Omaha, and I'll just cancel my home time there and then go in there for training. About 2 to 3 days. IF I do pass, I'll get another truck and be on my way with a student. Though I just hope I don't bodge up the training. And once training is done, I don't get a hard to work with student for awhile.

OH well, why I am excited about this? One, I would love to be one of the few who actually does care about what goes into training course. Share my knowledge. 2nd, I gone up the ladder with getting my damn oppinions heard when it comes to shit in this company. 3rd, well, it does pay better. And I could use a better pay check right now. Then again, who doen't? But in the end, the money should NOT be THE factor. A factor, yes. The factor, no. Cause the minute you make it the factor, you will not train, you will just use the student for your benefit. And anyone can catch on to that so fast its not funny. And students can and will make your life miserable.

Main reason I am not excited. Lets see, I have to share a truck with random people. I can't allow myself to be attatched to them. I will have to deal living in a tiny living space with them.....and if that guy/girl is an asshole. Well, ego's will fly. I will always have a hard time sleeping when I don't trust the guy/gal driving. I got to be a role model. I mean, I am not bad. If I was I would always get tickets and what not. BUT somethings I do to PREVENT that are not always good. Not saying I am doing anything imoral. But there are small things, like company policy says I am not allowed to use an inverter more powerfull than a 100, one prong laptop inverter. Yet I got me a 400 power inverter so I could hook an old tv and a PS2 up. Something like that.

Oh well, we'll see.

The Croc Hunter passed away on the 4th, I belive.

You know, I think some are making too much of a big deal. Either they are REALLY sad he's gone. And others are REALLY amused he's gone.

All I can say is, he's another man out there. And he died doing what he loved best. And to me, being able to die doing what you love best is not a bad way to go. Sad he died, sad he was mainly killed by a freak accident with a stingray. But really, he was doing what he loved best. Being out there in the wild, around nature. And having a chance to educate anyone who wants to see and listen to what he's got to show and tell.

Yeah, he was hyper. Yeah, there where times I wondered if he was very brave....or insane. But you can't deny the look in his eyes when you see him on tv. He loved what he was doing, he cared for everything that was around him, even the things he wrestled with. And it was hard to see him wipe that smile off his face.

In the end, as far as I could tell, he was a hyper, fearless, with a heart of gold.

So I am not going to make fun of his passing. At the same time, I am not going to make a fan fare about him needing a tribute. Just silence, and moving on. Cause, I must admit, there where times I loved him, and times that I could not stand him. But in the end, he was just a bubbly guy who could knock you on the ground while making sure your alright. I mean, hell, if he can wrestle a croc, I am sure he can pin you down.

I'll end this with one more sentence. I used to joke around with freinds that he might die someday from something out of the ordinary. One of the things I kid about was a stingray. Boy, do I feel horrid now.

Well, they are still trying to figure out what to do with me AFTER I unload. The planners are still trying get me a load with this TCU (refrigeration unit) trailer. My dispatcher is trying to make them get me off of this trailer and back with a dry van trailer.

Either way, maybe I was better off pulling this trailer back to our Lithia Springs, GA terminal the minute I found a problem with this trailer. Instead of hauling it out of Atlanta, GA and bringing it to Henderson, NC.....and being stuck here since.....due to the load being rejected anyways.

Either way, once they get their act together, get me the correct trailer for the division I am in. We'll see if they'll still be able to get me to Marysville, WA ontime at my request. Heh, this will be super fun. I am not too worried about getting there this time. Since this is mainly to make them give me miles. What I may end up doing is once I get near the area, cancle the home time, and work my way back to Indianapolis. I want to visit. But I can't afford to stop for more than a day or two. That, and I need to get back to Indianapolis a week before my last day at my current appartment.

OH well, that's the plans for now. Once I am done with turning my keys into the main office for my appartment, I am free to torture myself...er....work over the road without a needed date to be off of it.

Then I can work on the next three things on my list. In any order. Remove tumor, move back to Arlington Washington, find better job.

All this really can't look into till next year. Moving back is not my biggest priority. Mainly cause it involves moving back with my Mother and the cost of living is really high there. Hard to just up and into an appartment with my current bills. So that might not even happen at all next year. Tumor removal is important. New job will be nice.....but I need a few more months to get my year with this personal hell. That, and I want to take addvantage of my health coverage this time. Last two operations was paid in full, no coverage. This time I got coverage....and I want to pay for it myself this time. Yeah, I got my last two paid for by a bank of parent.

Oh well.

Well, after they sent me ANOTHER pre-assign load....that I can't take. The idiot planners finally got me a deliver time for this stupid load. 1915 this evening. Well, okay, its the same time I had on Saturday. Why did it take till today (Wensday) to get this appointment start. Maybe its because I refused 3 loads, my last load refusal I typed in the "reason" collum, "For the last time, get this rejected load re-scheduled first before you assigned me a pre-assign, or give me a bus ticket." Funny how that makes them work fast.

SO, I am going to nap, wake up two and half hours early. Fuel up the "baby" behind me. Then take the hour drive to the shipper. If things go as planned, may be there 30 to 45 minutes early. If not, I have about 45 minutes past the schedule time to make it before refusual. Either way, get there early. Be good to go. One thing for sure, this Walmart DC so far works the same as the Walmart I worked for in Tomah, Wisconsin. STUPID policies. Won't take a load an hour early, won't take it an hour late. So as long I don't show up super early, I'll be out of there pretty quick. Though get there late....well, I'll just get out of there later. :-P

Though after that is done, I have no clue what is next.

Oh well, called my dispatcher this morning. Did not mean to lay the crap on her after she's been off this Laborday Weekend. After she learned what happened, she got pretty pissed off herself. She's going to try to comp me for sitting here since Saturday....along with the days I been in the shop this week. Not sure what I'll make this pay check yet. But she's going to try. Plus she's going to be seeing what we can do with this loaded trailer. Either way, hope I get paid for my stupid time of baby sitting this load. Usually I don't say "babysitting" for a load. But I got a refrigeration trailer that NEEDS to keep the contents inside at 0 degrees F. And that tank we got on these trailers are not big. It needs to be "fed" when it starts to get low. And that's all I been doing since I got here. "Shit, fuel's low, time to fuel it up." Heh, hence why I say "Babysitting" the load. And this "Baby" is loud.

Anyways, about it so far. Going to take a nap till we figure out what to do next.


(3 hours later)

I just found out by my dispatcher that the weekend idiots put me on the Sarah Lee Dedicated account. Wow, so far I am learning this accounts sucks.....and there's an account for the Indianapolis area. Either way, so far the Shipper I went to sucks (hour to get in, another hour to get out....for a trailer that is already pre-loaded). And I been told during the weekend by some drivers I met here at the truck stop (funny, I made freinds in Dallas last month that actually remembered me) tell me that I just picked up from Sarah Lee. Incase you all are wondering, not every customer I go it name themselves after the product they specialize in. Like I went to get Sarah Lee junk, but the shipper is not Sarah Lee. Or I go and pick up Budweiser loads to ship to another Budweiser location won't be called "Budweiser". Nor any other names that you'll see on the shelves. It would be named after the guy who owns the location, or the name of the town. Or something OTHER than Budweiser. Though I must admit, when you drive by the place, it still has "Budweiser" on the side of the building (big sign too). But this place I picked up for Sarah Lee don't have "Sarah Lee" on it at all. Oh well.

Anyways, point of all this is, I got a Sarah Lee load, these planners are trying to get me lined up with more Sarah Lee loads for this Southeast Region. Pretty much treating me like I am a dedicated TCU (Tempurature Control Unit, Refrigeration Trailer) driver. And she's fighting with them to get me off this load some how, get this TCU off my back, and get me back with a dry van. SO once again we are playing with the system. I went ahead and made home time for 9/12 in Marysville, Washington for a TWO days only visit. Sadly, but I set it so it will hopefully force these planners to get me moving....and get alot of miles on my back. I mean, I am near the east coast, and I want to go west coast. ALOT of miles.

OH well, we talked it out, and we agreed that this should work. I'll just have to plan the begening of next month for home time instead of the last week of this month for home time in Indy. This is going to really make things a bit....hellish when it comes to finishing the moving out and cleaning of my appartment in Indy. But if this works out, I'll definately make alot of miles, and stay out of the Northeast.....let alone the east entirely. I am not in the Northeast now, but me and the Dispatcher realized that if when we do get me out of this mess with the Sarah Lee account. The chances are very high that I'll be sent to the Northeast for sure. I mean, hell, the weekend idiots tried to send me to Rhode Island on Sunday without paying attention to the fact I STILL had a load on my back with a LIMBO delivery time.

So I sent my change of plans to the planners, after half an hour, they message back that its approved. Now to sit and wait....as usual. Can't go anywhere till they figure out what to do with this LIMBO load.

Oh well, I have a feeling I'll be here for another night. Considering swapping me with another truck won't be easy. Here's the kicker, and I saw this coming, planners can't swap a dry van trailer with a TCU trailer on drivers. They MUST be in the same devision. Though, thanks to weekend butt munchers, I got a TCU. There's a big chance they may have to send me to the nearest terminal some how, just so I can drop what ever TCU I have on my back, then pick up a dry van from there. So, either we'll have to some how work with the rules.....or these idiots figure out a loop hole. Sometimes, I hate rules. They are good to be used as a guide. But following it by the letter CAN screw things up that is so simple to fix if it was not there. Then again, the kicker to all this is, if the weekend planner FOLLOWED the rules in the first place, I would not be in this mess. OH well, compensation time. I guess.


Oh well, I may just go up there, say hi to Mother (cause she'll get angry if I don't hang out with her at least ONCE while I am there.) Call a couple freinds. And just head out like I never was there. Maybe late October to early November I'll visit a full week. Hopefully by then the mountain passes won't start to be trecherous.

Well, long story. I got back to work on Monday, last week, truck broke down when I got to a customer to pick up an empty trailer. Basically flashers went out. The idiots in the shop thought I was stupid and did not check the fuses. But I did before I turned it into the shop. So, they jerked me around and did not get to my truck till 17 hours later from when I turned it into the shop. But jokes on them. Turns out the fuse and the relay was okay. The wireing had fried on it. So the geniues who thought that my truck would be an easy fix, then he gets to go home, ended up staying till 1 pm (truck got into shop at 7 AM Tuesday), re-wireing anything and everything that fried itself. All I could say to him was, "Like I said, fuses where fine."

Tuesday night, get out, picked up a load from my last employer, Epson, just west of Indianapolis. Heh, they still need repair associates. Fuckers, I had the least returned defects for a person who only worked there for nearly 6 months. And my return rate was ZERO. But I was let go cause I could not keep up with their insane repair times. OH well, what ever, now I get to haul their printers to Miami, FL. Heh, what ever, I picked up the load, no one there that I reconize, sad really. Left, first stop is Atlanta, GA. The load is actually leaving the country, just its got to go through a customs office in Atlanta, where I ended up dropping it there for the time being. Once its done, some one else will pick it up, take it to Miami, then from there, I have no idea where its going. I could have found out, but I did not care.

I stop in Kentucky that night. And Wensday, go drop off the trailer in Atlanta, GA. Though whle tryiing to back this trailer into its parking slot, the damn power steering decided its going to go ont he fritz. Trust me, you think a car without power steering is bad, you should try driving a semi-truck without power steering. Its HARD. Anyways, we got a terminal in Lithia Springs, just west of Atlanta. So I told my dispatcher I am going there, and I did. She did not make a fuss. I really do like my current dispatcher. Got there, took till the next day to get that fix. While I was there, decided to get the back up lights fixed too. Funny, they end up rebuilding the power steering pump, and re-wireing the back up lights too. Heh, I hope nothing goes wrong. But it does.

Thursday, I get a load that needs to go to some town....I forgot the name of it already, just Northwest of Baton Rouge (how ever its spelled). Nice thing about this load is, I got ALOT of time to make it, the trailer is IN OUR YARD. WHAT COULD GO WRONG? Knock on wood, I hook up to the trailer, first thing I learned is there's four side marker lights are out. Great, that SHOULD have been fixed BEFORE I was assigned to this load. And just for shit and giggles, one of my tires on the rear of my tractor goes flat. Needless to say, I was angry. I go into the trailer shop, told them about the trailer problems. Then I go to the mechanic shop, told them to FIX the damn flat. Long story short, I sat there all day while they took their sweet time putting me into the shop.

Here's a funny thing that happened later that night. While I just got my truck out of the shop, and I was putting the truck into the truck wash that's in our terminal (this is the first time I been to a terminal where I was allowed to use the truck wash.....not to mention Wensday was the first time I ever been to this terminal), I heard this loud bang. I took my time to investigate. But after a couple of minutes of chewing the fat with the mechanic in the truck wash, I investigated. Now, by this time, I was no longer assigned to that trailer I talked about it earlier. Another guy got the load. Though what happened was, he hooked up, did not CHECK to make sure his fith wheel was locked, pulled foward, and trailer fell, smashing the landing gear into the trailr. Took them all night with a bull dozer, a forklift, and anything else that can be used for lifting to some how bring the fully loaded 45,000 pound (that's the load, not including trailer weight) loaded trailer off the ground high enough to put one of those little Ottowa's under it to haul it out to some place to fix it. Well, the trailer is now trashed and no longer usable, but thanks to me......uh....its got new, working lights.

Friday, I spent all day looking for a trailer that DID NO EXIST. But, the COMPUTER says its in our yard. EVERYONE swears its in our yard. But NO ONE HAS SEEN IT, nor KNOW's of its location. Other words, that day was waisted.

Saturday, I get talked into doing a refrigeration load out of Atlanta, GA, to Henderson NC. Well, the day started out with, "okay, customer is only 8 miles from the terminal, I can show up with no trailer and just pick up the loaded trailer. Got enough time to show up to the Wall-Mart DC in Henderson, and be fine. RIGHT.
WRONG, I get to the customer, I waited in line for ONE HOUR, just to get PAST THE GUARD SHACK. Once inside, I hooked up to the trailer, then sat and waited 45 minutes just to get the needed paper work. Once I was done with that. I re-checked the trailer, found the landing gear is busted and not safe to use. I am amazed it did not callaps under the customer when they loaded it without a truck hooked up to it. Still, I need to get it fixed....lovely. That, and its a SUPER LOUD engine on it. Damn, okay, what ever, just get load done, and then fix. Easy said than done. I leave the place. Go to the nearest truck stop, fuel up both truck and refrigeration trailer. Go on scales.....spend the next 45 minutes fighting to get both the trailer tandems and fith wheel to adjust so my axels will be at legal weight. By the time I was done, I realized that I won't make it till an hour later. Told my dispatcher, the weekend idiot says try to make it anyways.

Long story short, I made it at the time I said I will make it...an hour late.....and load was rejected cause of late delivery. Let's thank the idiots at home land security for this bullshit since 9/11.

So since Saturday night, I been sitting at a truck stop in Greensboro, NC, waiting for Tuesday to come around so we can get the trailer's landing gear fix, along with finding out if Wal-Mart will be willing to take my load after all. Or make me turn around and return the trailer back to the Shipper in Atlanta, GA Either way, I made next to NOTHING this week cause of either this stupid truck breaking down, or planners stupidity.


Other than that, I am fine. Finished another story, won't be putting it on here till I get most of the stories I written earlier on here first. Most of my stories go withen a certain order. And I don't want to lose the readers....if there are any readers. That, and I got a person who I been letting him read my just finished stuff lately, just to get his feed back.

OH well. About it.

Heh, fun, fun, fun. I got in my truck on Friday morning. Only an hour of sleep. But I figured I'll get permision to drive my tractor on personal time. Take it for a wash (cause it needs it). Get it in the truck wash, get out, sit in the waiting room as they wash it. I am watching them wash, so I no they did not open the doors. Get back into my truck later after they are all done......the passenger side was ALL soak and wet. Lovely, good thing I did not leave and found that out the hard way.

Gave the truck a write up back at the terminal. Slept in the truck. Woke up, called sis to let her know I am still in town and to please pick me up. Before she came, they got it into the shop and tighten the door. Uh...okay. Lets hope it don't leak anymore. Either way, dispatcher got me off till Monday since I told her of the problems it was having.

Today....I just feel beat. Mainly cause I woke up, get told by my sis she wants to work on her remodling of the bathroom....NOW. Uh, okay. Hehehehe, anyways, half of the day beating the crap out of the dry wall in the bathroom, then the other half getting lost in a couple of hardware stores. Then the very last part of the day installing some of the junk in the restroom. OH well. I guess I am the unofficial handy skunkie. But don't get me wrong, she was doing alot too.

Now.....about it. BLAH, then Sunday eavening I'll be heading back to work again, just to sleep in my tractor, and then head back on the road again. I love the job itself, but I hate the company I work for. Oh well.

Not much new since last post. We moved, unpacked....little. And currently I am stalling to head back to work. Damn I am beat. :-P

I got a truck assigned on Tuesday, I once again got a Kenworth T600. Hehehe, I actually liked my last KW. This one I got is more banged up than the last one. But at least its the one with the type of glass that opens up to direct wind into the cabin on the doors. The ones you mostly see on the older pickup trucks. Either way, I like that one before they changed the model in late 2005. Hehehehe, so yeah.....oh well.

I'll get to work early morning, test drive it on the road...finally. Get it washed, and if there's any more problems, put it into the shop.

Other than that, about it so far.

I am currently working on another story idea.....I WISH I had alot of time whenever I get a chance to start typing. It's like, when I finally get the time and want to type, I have little to no time to do so. Hehehehe, oh well, I am going to try to finish this one anyways. Though that won't get posted till much later. At least till I get the other stories re-read, fixed, and sent. Though I will admit, its still not perfect and still got alot of grammer problems. But at least I can get the corrections fixed for the continuity part.

[A is for age]
27......wow, time sure flew by

[B is for booze of choice]
Don't drink. Unless "Root Beer" can be used. :-P

[C is for career of choice]
Running own game store. Heh, I don't know really. Anything that I don't have to deal with the idiot public. Wait....that's every job...oh....

[D is for your drug of choice]
NONE. Though I used to be on Ritalin.....ugh.

[E is for one essential item you use everyday]
CHAIR

[F is for favorite song at the moment]
"Love My Way" - The Psychedelic Furs

[G is for favorite game]
Sly Cooper series (cause I am obsessed)

[H is for Hometown]
Where I live now, or where I consider "HOME" to be? Or where I was born? I been all over. :-/

How's this?
Residence: Indianapolis, Indiana.
Birth Place: Honolulu, Hawaii
Where I consider "home": Arlington, Washington (I still got 99% of my stuff there)

[I is for instruments you play]
Uh....I am untallented. I can bang on instruments with a sledge? :-P

[J is for favorite juice]
Cherry

[K is for kids]
None, someday, maybe. If I ever grow up myself.

[L is for last hug]
Hug? What's that? I wanna hug......

[M is for marriage?]
Someday.....someday, over the rainbow. Till then, I'll just work, sleep, work.....and star in "The 40 year old virgin, part 5" when I reach that age. (Oh, they'll make at least a part 2, I am VERY sure, milk that cash cow till its dry)

[N is for nickname]
.......John. Though I had truck drivers call me "Chuckles". And customers back in my years in customer service called me "Tight Ass" and "asshole". Heh.......why do I remember these negative things?

[O is for number of overnight hospital stays]
Heh, NEVER. Not yet anyways. Though I been in hospitals for more than 8 hours before though.

[P is for phobias]
Stage frieght (and I took acting class in school). Crowds. ME giving speaches. ME holding meetings. Meeting strangers (and I am a cross country truck driver, and before that worked at front counter for a hotel chain). Bugs crawling on my skin.

[Q is for quote]
YOU GOT TO BE FREAKING KIDDING ME!

I been saying this alot lately when I get directions to a customers building.....and for some reason I have to some how drive a large semi-truck and a 53 foot trailer through a tiny one lane road, only to some how have to back the trailer into a dock where the lot would fit a 53 foot trailer PERFECTLY....but forgot to make the design to include a TRACTOR. FUN.

[R is for biggest regret]
I got too many to mention.

[S is for singing]
Only by myself. I am a singing legend in my own mind. :-P

[T is for time you woke up]
11 AM

[U is for underwear]
Yep, its underwear. Plain, white undies. :-P

[V is for vegetable you love]
Brocolii. Or how ever its spelled

[W is for worst habit]
Cursing alot. And saying things when I should not say things. Or sometimes don't say things when its needed. But mainly my choice of words....@*@&!. :-P

[X is for number of x-rays you've got]
PLENTY. Lost count.

[Y is for yummy food you make]
UH......I can.....uh....make baked chicken.
Other than that, burgers, burgers, burgers. I curse you Wendy's for teaching me how to actually cook burgers. :-P

[Z is for zodiac sign]
I am a Taurus. Excuse me as I cry about it.

Well, today I was supposed to pack....but I'll do a mad dash of it tonight. Need to head out to my sister's appartment to do laundry before those machines get hauled to their new place tomorrow. Hehehehehe, oh well.

I always enjoy being able to goof off online once and awhile. Hehehehe, either way, its fun when you get a short chat going.......from just commenting in the comment sections. Hehehehehe, oh well, I better stop before I become anoying. Hehehehe, but they know who they are. Thanks, really made my day.


Anyways, blah, I better head out. At least while I am doing laundry there, I can finish doing alot of corrections on the next couple stories that is sitting on this laptop and start posting those. I still think I am wasting my time, considering I see alot of views......but no "yay" or "Nay". Meh, what ever, I guess. Not saying that in a bad way. I'll just keep posting. If nothing else, at least I got a place online where I can find it later on IF my harddrive fries up before I get to burn it along with alot of other junk onto a back up DVD.

That, and it probally would shatter my heart IF I get alot of harsh comments on those things......I am pathetic.

I don't wanna go back to work.

Really, today has been super retarded for me.

I went to work to tell them I'll be back to work on Monday. So I was hoping to see if I can get this ball rolling on getting me back on the system, getting me assigned to a truck, and get my stuff on the truck withen a resionable amount of time.

Oh well, after that was done, I just hanged out at the terminal, catched up with the security gaurd there. Really cool guy. We got "war stories" to share of our years in fast food. Hehehehe, along with joking and goofing off with the other drivers.

When it was time to pick my sister up, I got to her work.....about 15 minutes late. But that's okay, since she was held up with last minute e-mails she needed to tend to with her bosses. Okay, cool.

We went to Lowes, got some junk for her bathroom redesign. And left there.

Went to little Ceasars.........I get yelled at about "The West Side will rise up and smoke your @$$#$. Blah, blah, cut you up, blah, blah, east side mother #*&@@^, blah, blah." Of course, my sis and I just got out of her car, only to have this guy yelling out of some SUV passenger window. Really angry looking, looked at my sis, but mainly just yelling at me. ANd he KEPT yelling stupid crap out of his mouth as the driver sped off and out of the parking lot. UH, okay, so I decided we are not going there and drove out of there.

Through the drive, we where trying to figure out what that was, I actually figured that it was some stupid gang banger, and its probally the shirt I was wearing that set him off. Okay, I am wearing jean shorts, black socks, black tennis shoes, and a faded brown t-shirt. NOTHING writen on the shirt except a small patch that says "Carhart". Those who know me don't see me wearing shorts ever. Then again, the weather is not like back up where I grew up in Stanwood, Washington. So.....shorts are jsut cooler. :-P But still, after coming up with that conclusion, I was still trying to find "what if's".

Well, not much after that, just drove our way back to her appartment. Though having another person, this time a little girl yell and frantically pointing at me as we drove past the Children Museum as only made our conclusion that "its the shirt" more valid.

Is it just me, or just getting stupid.....or are people always this stupid? Am I bad for even thinking this? I am not the smartest person in the world, but come on. What is it about me that makes me look like a gang banger? I am clean cut, I actually shaved today. Though I will admit, the way I dressed is not really like me now adays. But even so, its NOTHING like a stereotype gang memeber. Either he's stupid, or "I" am stupid.

Heh, what ever, I'll just not wear this shirt while i am hear.....nor go to that part of town for awhile.

This experiance makes me wish I was back in Seattle again. At least there, I'll mostly get weird political big mouths who'll jump out of nowhere to protest about something that I can ignore and head home.

Bah, what am I a saying, go to the worst part of Seattle and same story.

I finally made myself sit down and re-read part two so I can post it. I did this story......2 years later. First one was after Conifur 2004. This story, second to this, was typed up and done during March, 2006. While I was stuck in a little, tiny country town called Somerset, Kentucky. I sat there for a week, waiting for my stupid company to send out the repair crew to fix my truck they made me go out there to pick up.....and eventually force me to keep....till last week when I turned it it.

Anyways, I won't go into that. But this story is written through the eyes of Jason. Once again....hope people may like it or not.

I went ahead and changed the proporties on the stories to General Audiance. Since really, there's nothing resqiue about it. Except, maybe my bad bad spelling and grammer. I realized that just them talking about past experiances and maybe being in fights or not, is NOT really bad. Though I do have a story that I won't be releasing soon that is adult. And the next two stories will be in a mature setting for sure. Heh, oh well.

(PS)

I also got informed that it would be nice if I just post it as a .TXT file. Heh, well, so both stories are now up as TXT files......and I am actually amazed that all the text is up on the site. Giving me cold feet now. Yeah, I am suprer shy sharing this. So please, if there's any coments, be nice and be helpfull. And do understand that I know I have bad grammer and spelling is never good. I am doing my best to improve and also make corrections. Heh, but if you like the story, please, let me know too.

(PS2)
And another add on to this. Heh, also changed some of the little comments I put on the story, making sure I give credit to the artist who did those thumbnails for me. Seth Triggs is a real nice guy, and he along with a few others had been coaxing me to post these stories online. I am still not sure if its a great idea. But I am trying anyways. So I am hoping its liked. I put my heart in these stories. And I am only showing two out of about 8 I done so far of this character and her world.

(PS3)

One more add on, then I'll get some sleep. Went ahead and posted another one. More of a side story than anything else. And went ahead and used the very first pic I ever had made of Shandra. Long before I made these stories. Paid Smudge to draw in my sketch at Conifur 2004. Funny, I always wanted to put her on paper, though I had not written down her description. And since I mumble alot, talk quietly, and super shy to speek up when I was asking Smudge to make this. She pretty much took as much as she could understand out of me, and whipped that pic out. I must admit, she was very dead on with as little I could muster out of my mouth. And I been using that mainly as a way to describe Shandra....that, and Longtail's version of her.

I have not done much since I came back to Indianapolis. Just been chilling in my appartment. And once and awhile, leave to help with working on my sisters house. Hehehehe, I installed locks and what not on it. IF I had my tools I would have rekeyed some of the locks. But we went ahead and payed the extra 5 bucks a cylinder to be rekeyed at the Home Depot. Oh well, I would have whacked the hell out of it. They had the special tools AND different sized pins to use. I would have destoryed the old locks, salvage the pins out of that. And if a little off, I would have filed them. Make use with what you got. But if you can afford a little luxery, why not?

Other than that, not much. I turned the title in to the tow yard on Monday. So no car, I was allowed to use my brother in law's car till last night. Withen that time, I was doing small errands and what not for the two, while I worked on emptying my truck....I had ALOT of stuff in it. And about it.

Today is pack my appartment. I was going to call work to setup a day to head back. Back I don't want to go back yet. I mean, I was gone from Indy for 3 months.....was in the truck for 2 months straight. I felt the laziness crash onto on the secodn day. But I am heading back with those morons. I got more months till I have a year with them. Then I'll have my year experiance, and get my work history back up to snuff so I would look reliable once again for finding OTHER work. Either way, I will not be tech support every again. Working with Verizon DSL have really left a sour taste in my mouth....you sick freaks. :-P

I have not able to do the corrections I was going to do for the second story. And I have a huge feeling the first one needs to be revised....but have not heard of much. So blah. I am debating on just dishing everything I have out......and calling it done for the tim being.

Well, finally back at my appartment in Indianapolis. Wow, alot sure has happened while I was gone.

Like.....my appartment telling me i have a 12 month lease even though I was told it was a 13 month lease. My fault for not checking the contract before I signed it. Though I have witnesses to the "dealings" last year. I am one month behind on giving a 60 day noticed, so I'll be forced to stay an extra month....with an extra amount added to it. I am really considering breaking the lease.

Even though my brother in-law have been moving my car every two weeks. My car got towed anyways. OH well, was going to sell it for parts anyways once I moved in with my sister and her husband. Though it was still road worthy (barely) and I was going to use it while i was here this week. UH......yeah, guess not. And I am not going to be paying for it, the idiots can keep it.

Well, I have not seen any comments on the story. OH well, I guess its better than negative feed back. Heh, oh well. I think once I sit down for a little bit this week before I go back on the road again, I'll do the needed corrections on part two, then post it. Oh well.

Well, well, I decided to upload my story this morning. Well, okay, I ment to do that last night till the wireless signal started to get blocked. Don't help that I was parked SUPER far away from the main building. SO I had a very low signal coming to my truck. Though once the camperized van backed out and left. The signal went up a little.....then a semi took its place, and that was it for me that night.

SO this morning once the lot started to shrink a little from the morning drivers, and I moved to what ever opened spot I could find near the building and here I am with a strong signal......life, me? I just go from town to town. After all, I am just a truck driver. A guy who drives a huge vehicle that no one likes, but sure get mad if we don't show up with their stuff they ordered. Expecting our trucks to magically disapeer at nights, with us sleeping in hotels with magic parking lots to hide semi's.

Can you tell I am bitter about this?

Anyways, my first story of the series. Made it in 2004 after Conifur. Though the rest of the stories I typed up for that series are all made while I been on the road since March 2006. I had some people coaxing me and pushing me to do more of this. Private freinds really. But if any of you get a chance to read it, and like it, let me know, please.

Oh, the thumbnail for the story was done by Seth Triggs.

The avatar icon I use here have been done by a freind of mine by the name of Breimh. He did it in a "Hellokitty" theme. I think it works. :-D

About it so far.

Ah, I really don't know what to say at the moment.

I guess I'll start off with, I am sitting at a truck stop on the out skirts of Denver, CO. Yeah, I'll start with that.

Other than that....uh...about it.

I am alive.....yep, alive.


I need a new line of work.