RANT: Back in 2010 I was very into this girl who wouldn't date me and started talking to some other dude. It got to the point where I had to stop hanging out and talking with her because my feelings were becoming too strong towards her. Now she is trying to get back into my life saying she was wrong and should've chosen me and how she regrets her decision not to date me. RAVE: I've been in a happy relationship now with a girl who appreciates me for a little over a year. Suck it biotch
Rave: Prince Fielder just hit a standing triple. Watching him run the bases full-tilt was awesome to see.
Rave: I am headed down to Kansas City tomorrow for my girlfriend's brother's wedding on Saturday. This is a rave because I know they are having some good BBQ catered (Gates, Mya) and kegs of Boulevard, so I have zero complaints about that. Rant: Her family is great, but the last time I was there a gigantic box of condoms went missing out of my bag the night before I left. I'm really hoping I hear nothing about it. My girlfriend doesn't think we'll get any private time anyways this weekend, so I might as well forget about sex this weekend. Rave: I have tomorrow off work so I can sleep in a bit before driving. I had a two day work week and in the past three work days I had four sales. I put our team over the monthly goal we missed last month so that feels damn good. Rant: I bought a gun I need for parts and the FFL has yet to get their license to the seller (so it can ship) after two weeks. Bull shit. I need it for a project and the pressure is on.
Rant: Sometimes, I just need to sit in the dark in my room watching dance videos while crying because I don't get to do it anymore.
Rave? Ex wants me back. Badly. The gestures were actually very sweet. Rave: I don't want to be back. It feels good to know that for sure. Friends, yes. Anything romantical, hell no.
Rant: Second Memorial Day I've worked in a row this past week. I miss BBQs Rave: Diamond Jubilee this weekend means that its a 4 day weekend. This makes up for it a bit. Rave: Going to see my first Derby at Epsom Downs and then a BBQ with friends Rant: I have to earn it by getting through half of my ASP.NET book Rave: That means that I'm one step closer to getting out of this fucked up job and waking up every morning here:
Rave: Sisters PET/CT scan was clear again. 1 year out of stem cell transplant and going strong. Relieved doesn't even begin to describe it.
Rave: I want to thank everyone that gave me some advice via PM's and rep. I had the talk yesterday and it went really well. Sometimes putting on your big girl panties isn't so bad. It's Friday finally. I would like to know why the hell the short work weeks always seem to drag. WHY?
Rant: Every time I apply to a California school for some stupid reason they automatically make me default to out of state fees even though I've lived in this state for most of two decades. I have to argue my case more often than is even remotely acceptable. Rant: Figuring out what I want to do with my life is a pain in the ass. Too many interests, spread too thin. Having a hard time finding what I could spend a decade focusing on. Rave: Seriously enjoying book-writing. Don't know if I'll make any real money off it, but anything is better than nothing. Also the quality of what I've done so far is better than I expected it to be and it's still improving as I'm going along. Not getting cocky though, just glad it's not utter crap.
Rave: Still really early days but all going well I'm going to be a Dad. Couldn't be happier right now.
Preface: 9 months ago the company hired a VP level Sales Operations Manager. He's been in the industry for a long time, know's sales; He's the guy who's probably at his best when out golfing or schmoozing with customers. Don't get me wrong, I honestly like the guy, no bad feelings at all towards him yet. Rant: Three weeks ago during a high level management meeting. The CEO handed him down a large quarterly project regarding master data management in our internal CRM system. The Sales Ops Manager is entirely incapable of even understanding, planning, or executing this project on his own. That's no shit, he's completely out of his element. Insert me into the equation. One of the many roles I have is administering our CRM org. I know this shit like the back of my hand. When the meeting was over my boss flat out told me 'This guy's a talker, he's going to offload any and all work onto you, he's that type of person, and he'll take credit for this when it's done.' Fast forward to today. I have pretty much been doing this project every step of the way. Dammit, the boss was right. Rave... I guess: It's a pretty big project. In light of the fact that I'm not in Professional Services, the form it's taken so far hasn't deviated much at all from what a trained consultant would be doing, so it suffices to say that I'm not half bad at knocking this shit out on my own. Rant: If this guy takes credit for this project. I'll raise hell.
Rave: just left Colombia after 5 months travelling around South America, had the time of my life. Woke up in a hammock on a Caribbean beach this morning. Missed my connection to Chicago due to Spirit being incompetent and am stuck in Ft Lauderdale overnight. This is still a rave though as I decided 'fuck it' and went to the hard rock for the night. Met some great locals, won some cash and am now sleeping on a proper bed. Chicago tomorrow!
RAVE: Only been back in Texas 1 week and already have a job lined up with a metal fabrication shop starting Monday. Phone interview lasted about 45 seconds, Do you have a car? Yes. - Ok call me Sunday I'll tell you where to be Monday.
Rant: living in a frat house next semester... (I'm not part of any fraternity) Rave: location wise it's better than anything else available off campus.
Rave: I was going to make a healthy omelet. Got as far as making the egg whites and chicken tenderloins when I came to my senses, asked myself what the fuck I was doing, and stuffed it full of Fritos, those little Babybel cheeses, and bacon. Because this is America dammit.