Awesome! 22-250 are lasers of a rifle.
Back to the job thing, with all the damn weather we have gotten and how far behind I am I feel like the Sam Kinison skit on marriage. And to top it off my neighbor just lost two big oaks last night, one just tore his gutter off and crinkled his soffit...
I have a serious bacon addiction. I just can't stop, I find myself selling things just to buy more bacon and that bacon leads to wanting even more bacon and so on.
How do I feel about my job?
I am fugging hating it right now. I love the work but the business end can suck it. That's it in a nut shell for me at the moment. I kinda feel like Tom Hanks near the end of Castaway when he is at the cross roads but there is no hot country girl welder.
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