I'd Say It's Darkest Before The Sunset (Picture taking son of a gun)

Before I get in to this you should now, the only thing I did this weekend was watch movies and play video games... it was very lonely. I did go to church and try to get invited to lunch again but I didn't get any offers. I think I might try dressing like all the other kids there with my light blue polo and bleach my teeth. Here is the church I really have been enjoying



I didn't let it get me down though as I went to buffalo wild wings to enjoy some loud drunk people all around me and watch a football game. Good after-church time right? When I parked I noticed I made a cookie!


Well, the place was packed because the Titans where playing when I got there. So I got stuck sitting outside watching greenbay lose to a team I have never heard of... it was very boring. But I got to eat some HOT wings!


After that it continued to rain till after school Monday. Thus, I come to my real story of how things didn't go to great at work. First of all it was the slowest it has ever been since I have worked there. People where getting sent home left and right so if any car came in I grabbed it and tryed to always look busy. I don't know if they knew that one of the cars a did the oil on was mine.
I got into a 2008 toyota tundra (A really big truck) and thought "Wow this is a really nice truck! I don't know why alot of people I know don't like it?" That was before I changed to oil. It took me FIVE valuble minuites just to find the oil filter. it was under a gaint metal plate that I had to take off just to get to it. Then I went to take the oil out. I looked and looked and I really didn't want to ask some body where the plug was but I couldn't find it. Suddenly it appeared right in next to my head. "If it where a snake it would have bit you" I heard my mother say some how. so I took out the plug and noticed that the oil was a lovly red color. I thought "wow fancy...
WAIT! THATS NOT OIL!"
I had started to drain a transmission fluid. I told one of the guys and thankfuly we had a qt. of the stuff wich is about all I let out before I threw a plug back in and found the real oil plug. It happend to be in the engine and not the transmisson. Who would have thought right?
THEN, I went to bring the cars in for the night. "Tyler, grab that green GMC and throw it into Ben's spot."
1.All of the cars that stay over night have to come inside.
2.Ben is not like the real Ben that I used to work for. He is a 6' four, 220 lb bald machainic around thirty some-thing. He smokes a pack a Paul malls a day and second to larry he is the scaryest man I have ever worked with.
I get into said GMC Truck and throw it into "R" for revenge. I see that I'm clear from other cars and I hit the gas. If you have ever heard the sound a standard car makes when you miss a gear then imagain that times ten, in an automactic. It made the worse nosie and it was really loud. A near by customer looked up at me and said in disbelive "I've never heard a car make that sound before!" So there a was with Ben's truck that he had to work on stalled in the parking lot. Reverse was no longer a part of this trucks gearing and that was not what it was in the shop for. It was there for rear end grinding. A related problum but still, I'm not aloud to type the cursing that followed by my fellow crafts-men.

After a long day of rainy school and work I noticed the sun was finally coming out. So I decided to go get lost and find a new way home. (KELLY DON'T TRY THIS)
I headed out and found a big out-let mall I had never seen and then it turned into the most beautiful country road with my house I'm going to buy on it.


Then I went through lots of green woods. About ten miles of green woods. I started to get worryed that I would have to turn around but the sunset was so bright and cheering that I didn't want to


Then out of now where the trees parted at an alarming rate and I was hit with the site of my lake with the burning sun falling into it. I yelled "YEAH!" into the open window like a little kid when I saw it, so pround that I had found my way. I slowed for a picture that dosen't do it justice.


Then a srtange thing happend. I saw a glowing pink pig and smelt that sweet buring fire and pulled over immedately.



I ordered my BBQ from a very friendly waitress who gave me a double helping of fri's because she said "..I like the way you look." I told her that I lked the way her BBQ placed looked. I guess she likes the un-showered oil/transmission-fluid-changer look I had going.


I then drove home on the better half of bell rd and ate my BBQ


not a bad ending to a long dark day.