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Okay so the random scabs on my lower back are still there. And I still have no clue where they came from. So I took a pitcuter to share with the world. To give it perspective, they are in an area smaller than a dime.

( how do I manage these things? )

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I was thinking about how boring me and my life are today. And then I remembered I have done some pretty cool things. I've raced a car, painted in Ireland, worked at a NEXTEL Cup race, worked on a race car team, met a couple famous people, and climbed a shit load of mountains.

That's when I realized I'm just boring now. Because I did all that stuff before I got out of college. Clearly I need to go to out and met new people, or go to a concert or twelve, or start a band and run away from home, live in my car and be a starving artist, something anyways.

This random introspection brought to you by the sad realization that I do nothing but go to work and come home. And that hanging out with your younger brother should not be something to look forward as much as I do.