I found out yesterday that someone came by and swiped my motorcycle tie-down straps out of my truck. I wish I had written my name on them with a marker so I could identify them on someone else's car, that would be nice. Camper tops are eseentially 1000 bucks, so I guess I won't be getting one of those anytime soon.
I was thinking recently, I guess I'm never going to get married. I'm too old to get married now, I don't want to marry someone this late in my life, as many of the best years are already over. I was reading someone's meme and I had remembered that I had kind of planned since I was 15 on dying before I turned 40. But, things are different now and in light of me not getting married, I guess I'll end up living until 60 or 70. Morbidly, part of me wishes that my family would kick the bucket so that I would have essentially no reason to plan for the future, I could go back to smoking cigarettes, go back to drinking, go back to the Decline. But, I think I'll have plenty of time for that now that I've rebudgeted my lifespan.