http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v-fBruIPPxs
On a complete whim, I have decided to return and leave a little blurb about what's happening with myself.
A very long story short, when I left I embarked on multiple limited contract engagements with different branches of the military that I am legally not at liberty to elaborate upon. I was all over the country and have since returned to the northeast to buy into the global corporate strata. I now enjoy worrying about everything, money included, just on completely different orders of magnitude. If anyone has seen Limitless with Bradley Cooper, it is actually not that far off.
I never sleep. This sucks sometimes, but I have a death grip on this life because boredom is worse than anything and will literally drive you insane faster than any other problem you will experience.
My old Honda - the 96 EX that was swapped a million times and bastardized to hell. Yes, the last swap I did was back to stock. I found an identical accord, totaled from the rear, only difference was the paint. This guy was a volunteer fireman and used his rescue saw to turn it into a front cut. I drove it around like that with a lawn chair and a fuel pump in a gas can just for shits. That swap was completed less than 40 hours before my first deployment date, in anticipation of having to drive it to Florida for school.
Since then it ran great, averaged 33MPG, looked like shit and suffered aesthetically, with disabled power steering and failed A/C, until I finally totaled it by driving into an insurance agent. Oops. He was a cool dude.
Don't worry, I'm still really fucked up. My associates, employees, clients, investors, and attorneys have no idea what I do on weekends (most of them anyway). I currently use an Infiniti G37S to ruin my still-valid driving record on a daily basis while restoring an old project car with 7.5L displacement and a few other things. My dick should have fallen off already despite still not having any kids (at least in the U.S, as far as I know).
So, why come back after finding a life? After a while you get over whatever it was that pissed you the hell off, and you find nostalgia and fun-value in almost everything. Life is interesting like that.
cha-ching!!!
On a complete whim, I have decided to return and leave a little blurb about what's happening with myself.
A very long story short, when I left I embarked on multiple limited contract engagements with different branches of the military that I am legally not at liberty to elaborate upon. I was all over the country and have since returned to the northeast to buy into the global corporate strata. I now enjoy worrying about everything, money included, just on completely different orders of magnitude. If anyone has seen Limitless with Bradley Cooper, it is actually not that far off.
I never sleep. This sucks sometimes, but I have a death grip on this life because boredom is worse than anything and will literally drive you insane faster than any other problem you will experience.
My old Honda - the 96 EX that was swapped a million times and bastardized to hell. Yes, the last swap I did was back to stock. I found an identical accord, totaled from the rear, only difference was the paint. This guy was a volunteer fireman and used his rescue saw to turn it into a front cut. I drove it around like that with a lawn chair and a fuel pump in a gas can just for shits. That swap was completed less than 40 hours before my first deployment date, in anticipation of having to drive it to Florida for school.
Since then it ran great, averaged 33MPG, looked like shit and suffered aesthetically, with disabled power steering and failed A/C, until I finally totaled it by driving into an insurance agent. Oops. He was a cool dude.
Don't worry, I'm still really fucked up. My associates, employees, clients, investors, and attorneys have no idea what I do on weekends (most of them anyway). I currently use an Infiniti G37S to ruin my still-valid driving record on a daily basis while restoring an old project car with 7.5L displacement and a few other things. My dick should have fallen off already despite still not having any kids (at least in the U.S, as far as I know).
So, why come back after finding a life? After a while you get over whatever it was that pissed you the hell off, and you find nostalgia and fun-value in almost everything. Life is interesting like that.
cha-ching!!!
Wish we could do something like that again.
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