I miss my old job in Princeton.
I miss my Porsche.
I miss my old church.
I miss the rock sold feeling of self-worth and pride that came with doing a good job.
I miss people I could trust.
I miss my old bass that got stolen.
I miss being so well employed that it pumped my ego.
I miss being naive.
I miss one of my ex-girlfriends. (the rest were crap) lol
I miss coaching basketball.
I miss playing basketball in college.
I miss the wilderness of Colorado, Vermont and Upstate NY.
I miss being able to talk to people and not having to have my guard up at all times.
I miss being valued and a gatekeeper of information.
I miss hunting deer with no license in the middle of nowhere and not really knowing when we were going home, if ever.
I miss not having my pilot's license.
I miss not having a dirt bike track 2 miles away.
I miss not riding with 25 other crazy people packed on that local dirt bike track, all at the same time. I miss those whining engines all screaming at the same time.
I miss it not snowing heavily and every cretin in NJ breaking out their snowmobile and riding down the middle of the roads at 2am during a blizzard.
I miss the Halloween we dumped a paper dummy on the main drag in town, but not before we set him on fire. lol
I miss my old hot rod that I totaled. (I worked so fing hard on that car.)
I miss my old dog.
I miss the way that your word used to be "bond".
I miss the way one could tell the quality of the man via his handshake.
I miss skiing in Canada.
I miss that one chick I picked up at Lollapolooza in 92.
(Boy did I blow that)
I miss working with some of old friends doing tree work. (kind of) lol
I miss the hill climb at Freemansburg, PA.
I miss the FURTHERFEST.
I miss that antique Katana I sold for $ when I was broke.
I miss watching the drunks walking into the dorm on Friday nights (drunk parade) while we all sat in the tv lounge and harassed them all as they came in.
I miss laughing so hard I was crying because the one foreign guy didn't know that you could only use a condom one time. LOLOLOL
I miss Monticello, Ferndale and that whole area above NNJ. Some really sweet people there...
I miss working the entire season doubting that the cleaning lady had XXX pictures of the boss and his wife and at the very last day SHE SHOWED THEM TO US. (uhhhh there were like 50 of them all Polaroids) lol
I miss building a hunting lodge out of logs we cut ourselves.
I miss going to see WWE, drunk as skunks, wearing weird ass semi-wrestler getups and having Razor Ramon actually take a swing at my one buddy over the barricade.
I miss going to a baseball game with the same 2 dildos and the one yelled at Darryl Strawberry. (ooh Darryl you want some coke??!!!??!)
I though he was going to come up into the 4th row and kill us all. lol
I miss fighting in hockey.
I miss riding my CBR 1000F.
I miss my stack of credit cards.. (but they don't miss me. lol)
(F U bank of america)
I miss Carnegie Center.
I miss drinking root beer by the side of the pool and having some snotty wench tell the CPO that I was drinking beer while on duty. (bitch)
I miss the silence of the world when you are far from home and no one feels like they have to speak and it's ok.
I miss these Italian subs they used to have at the Ringoes Pharmacy for 3.65$ that were so good, it's hard to believe.
I miss the beer garden at our old local fair because you could sit there and not move all night, but never be bored.
I miss the old dirt track they raced on here. They paved it and that sucked and shortly afterwards, that was that. SOLD to make a new Walmart and Lowe's. (grrr)
I miss the old drive in, it was too cool. You could do just about anything you wanted, as long as you stayed in the car and usually they showed 3 movies for the $ of just one.
I'm sure there's more but I don't recall off the top of my pointy head. lol
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