Seems to me like I'm pushing a month with out updating here. But thats how it  works. Harvest just kind of sucks away your life.

Been busy as heck. Between stress on the farm and now school is starting up. In shop class I have about three huge ass projects lined up. Chris's mustang which needs one head lifted off so we can look at the cam shaft, and check the rollers to see if they are gone bad. I think though I may be forced to take the project and pass it off to Nick, cuz thats pretty high priority for Chris, but i just dont have time to do it. Then i gotta take the van in, and do a complete brake overhaul, new pads and rotors in front. and probably new drums, shoes, and springs in the back. plus the van needs new ball joints, new wiper blades, new tires, and the horn needs to be fixed. all this before the end of the month so it can be inspected. And to top it all off, there is a Ford Contour SE that got donated, that i would seriously like to buy and am trying to cut a deal with mr. keaton with. it has a V-6 crammed in there, with a 5 spd transmission. that would treat me damn nice. i mean, its no sentra, but hell thats damn good enough for me to start with. although i wish it wasnt a ford, i'll take it. anyways though, since im interested in buying it. keat-dog said i could do all the work on it. which is good. more experience. except all the work includes, new rotors, calipers, and pads in back. and we need to tear into it. take off both heads, replace all the gaskets, and pray to God that there isnt a cracked head, or worse, and crack in the block. so i have my work cut out for me.

anyways, i gotta eat, then roll out with pat and austin for like the 9th night it a row. good times.

Harvest started...last...Friday, and its what...tuesday. Damn. Five days. I'm so disoriented right now. I worked through sunday too. Fucking today, was the worst. The hydraulic pump broke for the lift on the truck, so we couldnt pick the barrels up with the lift so guess what. We hand loaded that goddamend flat bed truck. You fucking take the barrel, tip it back a little a person gets on either side, you lift up about 5 feet. now your saying yea sure no big deal. each barrel weighs approx 175-200 pounds. thats a lot of goddamned weight to do repetitively. and yeah, we did over 200 fucking barrels that way! holy, i cant keep that up. i'll either get injured, or like break down or something.

anyways. i desperately miss the krew. i wanna hang out to get away from harvest. i wish caleb hadnt got shafted away from us, but papa rosser makes the calls not him, and deffinitely not us.

If the Lord gives us his grace and allows us to get a couple trucks running, we could get the harvester on, and maybe we could be done this week. but of course, pigs dont fly, and cars dont drive themselves. so our chances are slim.

Harvest in a couple days. And one thing is for sure. It sure as hell isnt summer any more.

I have three main things on my mind:

1. Pay 22 dollars for class dues

2. turn in year book sheet

3. get going on college stuff.

Austins jeep is almost finished up in shop class.Thats been a good project. After harvest hopefully the mom van can come in. I will then need to do a full brake job, and replace some front end parts. Chump work.

I love shop class, and I love the krew. There you go.

I am so fucking close to loosing control. I'm about three minutes away from flipping out, and just going on a war path. I dont even care. I CAN NOT TAKE THAT SHIT ANY MORE. Sweet fucking Jesus Christ. I've never been this close...

On a lighter note. Caleb and Pat probably wont be able to hang out with more or austin, just about ever again. Well Caleb anyways, if papa rosser has his way, Pat wont either. All because we chose to be responsible. Kinda. Basically, we raved all night long. Crashed at somones house while their parents were out of town. This person was home, and asleep and didnt even know we had been in and out once, and decided to sleep there. He didnt know until he was rudely awakened. Kinda funny actually.

Anyways, weekend has been pretty good.

Oh baby, oh baby.

This weekend, mainly saturday, pwned my ass hole.

Start off. Me, Kyle, and Austin went down to bangor to pick up the yellow sentra. We cruised around bangor, and tore some hell. Got the sentra fixed again while we were down there, cuz the O2 sensor was acting up. That got fixed, then we made our way back home around 6 ish. Went to pats work, and rolled out with him. We then went to PI and chilled around there.

Came back into town, and went to the Will Fremen's (sp?) house, and played about 2 and half hours of extreme man hunt. That was kick ass. After that we went with a large crowd to tim's and chilled there till bout..11 30 ish. Caleb wanted to get re-aqquainted with the sentra, so ausitn let him go, and me and pat went along with him to give him pointers on driving stick. then we rolled back into tim's.

whats a good weekend with out some driving? a shat weekend. thats what. unfortunately though, im not really at liberty to post the driving section. it could cause some problems and i want to avoid those if at all possible. if your curious though, ask me and maybe i'll tell. maybe i wont though.