when life gives you lemons...

Don't make lemonade, chunk them at the nearest person so they feel the same pain as you.

Since that whole becoming a Fayette County Fire Fighter didn't work out to plan, I'm looking down other avenues. I'm going to try to get on as a volunteer for the city, which will give me experience and a 'foot in the door', which is always good. I also want to go to EMT school and get certified. Since there are only 3 fire departments in my county (two city and one county), staying in county (which I want) with my hopeful fire fighting career might take longer then I'd like. But, you gotta work for what you want, and in the end it'll be mo' better.

Someone who works for my Dad was over at the house the other weekend so we could change the plugs, wires, and front brakes on his Ranger...well, I guess he liked what he saw on the truck and wants me to mold in a roll pan on his truck. He also wants me to finish wiring in an alarm system, as well as wire his fog lights to run off the parking lights rather then the toggle they are on now. So what does that all mean? That I'll the money to buy what I need to finish shaving the truck. Can I get a hell yeah? So.....if things go according to plan (which they never seem to do for me), by the end of the year, I won't have any door handles, door locks, no fuel filler door, emblem holes, 3rd brake light, a frenched antenna, frenched '59 caddy tails, or body seams. Can I get a second hell yeah? I'll be sporting almost a full body primer job....