On my own
 

So I now live by myself! The wife moved out and the divorce is final!!! So I'm sitting at home and I'm bored... Anyone want to text me? I need some one to talk to and some fun to keep me happy

I don't know if it appropriate to congratulate you or offer my sympathies. I know a lot of guys will think that if only their wives could do the same thing.
But been there done that twice! And both times the 1st couple of months are kind of like the Twilight Zone, with well meaning friends & work colleagues either trying to provide comfort & hot meals, to lining you up with date with someone they know will be just "Perfect" In the meantime you gravitate between sadness, joy, rage, hate & just plain sh*ts. Good luck my friend.

So Loren , remember there's always the Chinese Takeaway :D ..... no more boredom

I could use some chinese take away for sure sprock

Ah sorry to hear LJ. Might be for the best in the long run though.

And always remember, as good ol NateDiesel says - nothing gets you over the last one, like getting under the next one!! :icon_pimp:

Sorry to hear it, Loren. I hope it all works out for ya, bud.

Well im not about to say sorry. If it ended that way it means that it just wasnt meant to be. So remember the good, forget the bad and keep riding those track days.

By the way where are some track day photos?

Woo Hoo! I live with my parents now.. Still gotta get a couple things back from my ex and off their family phone plan... kinda waiting for iphone 5 though... And his mom will probably still want me to do her hair which is cool cause I really like her.

Best of luck to ya buddy!

I will txt you ha ha. I am alone and bored. Why you think I am here all the time??

Pm me and ill send you my number.


And nate your right lol...

No need to be sorry, I'm happier at the moment just miss my daughter. Also track day is this weeknd photos to come.


Thank you all its good to know I still have good friends here. I know I have been absent but loss of internet and smart phones make. Regular visits difficult