The import show was cool. I don't know if it was worth $16, but I got to see my favorite car! A Nissan Skyline GT-R. A very rare site indeed. You find me one strolling along the city, you call me. And then I got to thinking, where do all these guys (and gals) who own these cars get their money? It costs hundreds and thousands of cars to do these things to the cars, not to mention buying the car itself. Do they work? Sell drugs? Ask their parents? I don't know. I know that I sure as hell don't have enough money to do this, even if I do work TWO jobs. Life is one big obstacle for me. Really. I have to work to get what I want. And I have to work REALLY hard to get what I REALLY want. It's proportional. I want to see a movie? I work 45 minutes. I want to buy a bike? Hell, hundreds of hours of work there. Truth is, I don't really need a bike. I keep writing that in here, but I keep telling myself, I need a bike. I don't...I'm doing fine with just my p.o.s. car. It gets me to work, school, and other necessary places. That's all I need in life, right? Wrong. Humans need fun. That's how we grow and learn and live. I can't emphasize enough our striving for fun. Everyone wants it. It may come in different forms, but everyone will kill for it, literally. Well, tomorrow my first work day in 4 days. For a person complaining about money, I sure as hell aren't working enough. :) Well, I get paid this Friday, so. We'll take it week...err, two weeks by two weeks, shall we? Here's to a good Summer.

It's been some time since I wrote. Laura and Ashley and friends came up the 17th. That may explain why. I was at Estes Park for two days and Laura and I came home after we couldn't get a hold of anyone and we kinda ran out of things to do. We did go up a tramway and fed squirrels, went to dinner, looked at shops and stuff. It was fun though. I guess Ashley and TJ are together now. He's cool. I guess I can put "he's ok", too. I don't know. We then went to Rod's work (the 4 of us). He was pretty mad about that. A little fun isn't all that bad is it? And then my luck...I swear, my luck is changing rapidly these days. I checked my checking account and I find out I'm overdrawn $146. What the fuck is up with that? Upon further research, there's a mysterious returned deposit of $316.76. Now, it can be one of two things. Ashley's Dad's check bounced, and Laura's parent's check bounced. I haven't made a deposit for that amount ever, but it's the same as the rent here, so it's one of their rent checks. I am in the process of finding out who's it is. I can't remember which one of them wrote a check that was $.10 over the rent. I am pretty positive it's Laura's parent's check, since I remember her saying "Look, you made $.10". I am going to call her about it now. Hold on. No one picked up. I realized that I told Ashley to tell her parents about it, though it may not be them. Oh well. Ashley's Dad will e-mail me back hopefully today and I will get this straightened up soon. I can't afford this kind of layover time. I need to fucking pay bills and shit. I can't write checks if I'm overdrawn. God DAMMIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, today Chris and I are going to an import show in Denver. Paid $16, so it better be worth it. But my bike buying process has come to a halt, for one thing this stupid check return and the other thing my financial aid status is yet unknown. No way am I going to buy a bike if I'm to pay for this myself.