Chy, that's just awesome buddy.... very happy for you, you deserve it. I turned in my notice as well, just couldn't hack it anymore, slight problem though, I should have probably found another job first.
So you're going to Cumming everyday? Does this mean a twice daily pass through the field of arse????? I haven't been quite the same since.... it's kind of like the car wreck phenomon. I don't really want to go that route again, ever, but I can help but feeling I am must. Maybe you could just send me a PM once in awhile rating the aroma on a scale of 1 to 10. One being that only your eyes water and you feel the need to wipe off with one of those pocket sized moist towelettes..... Ten being that the bike starts running rough from the fouled fuel/air mixture and it feels as though someone is scraping the inside of your skull with a dirty barbeque brush and your clothes need to be wrapped in a Hefty bag and buried along the road under a full moon.
Help me, I can't stop thinking about it......
