The nic bitch really seemed to want to fuck me this weekend. I explained how the 'guys weekend...with my wife' went -it was freakin awesome, with some jacked up aftermath once I got home. After attending to our daughters needs at home, we embarked on a single overnight trip with my younger brother and his family to a local off road park. After a torrent of rain, an assisted extrication of a stuck rig, and some muddy, tired, and crabby kids, we called it a night. About an hour later, our 3 year old wakes up with a high fever and vommiting (its about 1 am). We forgot to bring any kids meds. Decided to load up and head home, which entailed packing up the muddy tent, loading the rig, and all the camping shit we have spread over what felt like a damn acre! I can feel the nic b coming on strong...my brother loads his lip with fresh cope right in front of me...gotta start this truck and get the f outta here! F...battery is dead!!!! No jumper cables (for some reason, I was the most unprepared for a trip like this I have ever been). Swapped batteries from his truck to mine and then back once it was running. He takes off and I fall behind since our truck now says and I qoute "reduced engine power" Stopped and disconnect and reconnect the battery and we're all good. 2 hour ride home and got the kid some meds. The nic bitch wanted a good lay, she used every pick up line in her book, and I told her to get lost. One problem + nicotene = 2 problemss. My truck is going to need a visit a trip to the body shop to fix a fist sized indention in the front fender, but I am nic free. I don't know why things seem to get shitty at the worst time, but the worst time post quit is better than any day I ever had before I quit! I quit like fuck, every damn day and there isn't a damn problem big enough to make me put that cancer in my face!
Now everyone call Sprint, ATT, Verizon and tell them I need cell towers at all the off road parks so I can get my KTC on.
Midwest out - peace.