Ok, I'm tired of having that sad cat-death entry as the most recent. It's making me feel weird. I think I'm sad because of it. I don't know, I can't usually tell if I have emotions or not or what they are if I did. Current Read (again) - The Gunslinger by Stephen King. This is my absolute favoritest book in the universe. It's like a romantic sci-fi cowboy western. I highly recommend it. I'm reading it because the 5th book just came out this past month and I've been waiting for what seems an eternity. I'm just not amped up to read the second book, The Drawing of the Three, it's kind of boring, but filled with important stuff. Meh. Bought some sheeee-it for my 'stang yesterday. Boy howdy do I like car stuff. Who wants to know what I got? Ok, well, I got rear leaf springs (heavy duty for added support on those hardcore turns), front coil springs, fan shroud (so my baby doesn't overheat), brake rebuild parts and some hoses. All that's really left is some KYB gas-adjust shocks, rims, wheels, installing that fat 9-inch rear axle and a nice fat tachometer and I'm set for cruisin' and pickin' up chicks. Hoooowaaaaah!!! I'm starting to wonder if I should continue this diary/journal for no less than the fact that it's called a diary, and guys shouldn't have diaries. It's not really manly. -=Addendum=- Countdown to birthday - 8 days