Getting the fuck out of dodge!

So after just over 2 and a half years of being there, I quit my job today. Do I have a back up job? nope. But I am good for about a month, I am sure something will present itself. No more customer service. Seriously. If you ever feel like dealing with the biggest dipshits on earth, take up a job as an insurance representative. Seriously, complete fucking waterheads. I hope to take a week off and then go in to something new. My last day is this Friday and that shit can't come fast enough. That's all i have for now. Now pictures, no nothing. Eat shit.

The party's over

So as quick as Emma came in to my life, she is gone. It breaks my heart but she needed a home where people are around alot more often and somewhere that would offer her lots of room to play. Luckily we found the perfect family for her where her new mom is a teacher that is off all summer and has all the time in the world to play with her and teach her. The also have a huge house with a massive yard. I am sure she is having a blast. But really, even after a week, I loved the hell out of her. Humans take ages to fall in love. But with a dog, it's almost instant. I really do miss her.
The bass gear I bought with the money from her doesn't quite fill the void. I guess it's better than a kick in the dick. And getting an $900 rack case for $250 is pretty sweet.

Anyone that would care to purchase this for me is more than welcome to go ahead and do so.