What the hell: You know whats really weird? When a guy you know tells you he wants to bang you, and then basically propositions you for sexuals. I was completely dumbfounded, I had no idea he was even into guys. All I could manage was a, "That's fine if you're into that man, but I'm that way at all, ok?" But it wasn't over there. He pressed the issue. "Man I'm not gay or anything either, but when I get fucked up I just like to play around, ya know?" And then, "What Sam, you don't like getting your dick sucked?" I ended up having to be mean about it. Said something along the lines of, "Ok dude, the idea of hooking up with another guy is honestly revolting to me, fucking drop it NOW." I think he got the idea. I mean, I have been hit on by gay guys before, and it never weirded me out that much, but I was actually friends to a certain extent with this guy. Really fucking creeped me out for some reason.
Rant: Cliff notes version Bank of America Home Loans. Hour and 30 minutes on the phone. Hope for your Home documents. Wife ready to kill the lady on the line. I already did. Documets they need from her and not me. One dead cell phone. Rave: $200 less on our morgage. Rant: Got emailed today about the job I drove a total of 4 hours for on 3 hours sleep. 6 out of 35 and I cant make that cut?
Rave I get to resign from my shitty job and start my great job within two hours of each other today. I haven't said this in a very long time, but life is good.
RAVE When I wake up tomorrow, I'll only have to wait 2-4 hours until I can download the new LOST episodes! I can't describe how excited I am
Rave: Oh Manchester airport if I could I would make sweet love to you. 45 minutes door to door @ 8AM without hitting any traffic. 2 minutes to check in and less than a minute through security. Throw some free wifi on top of all that goodness and this is the perfect start to a business trip. All of this is why I make the company spend an extra $300 to fly me out of here. Rant: Headed to Indianapolis. (Any restaurant suggestions?) Rant: It's fucking impossible to find a hotel that is outside of downtown Indy that has an onsite fitness facility.
RAVE: Chili cook off at the bar. I ate 25 different kinds of chili in an hour, with various bread products in between to cleanse my pallet. And beer, of course. I felt full for almost 24 hours afterward.
Rant/Rave: Last interview was very brief. Not sure if it's a good thing or not, but it feels like I didn't get it. Rant: Now the waiting.
Rave: Bought a car last week Rant: To buy the car I had to empty my bank account Rave: It's worth every penny. Although I did spend all of my savings buying this car, at least when I graduate September after next, I'll do so without having to pay any debts! So, because I don't have to pay for my education, I can afford a car!
RANT: Random girl I was friends with in high school but have not seen or spoken to in 5 years sent me an email last night. Turns out her dad died last night of a heart attack. RANT/UNSURE: Who sends that email to their whole email list (because there is no way she intentionally added my name...5 years people!) within an hour of finding out her dad passed away? RANT: By all recollections (spotty, at best) he was a decent guy and that sucks for his family.
Rant: I'm trying to do Physics homework and this retarded guy is walking around the library reading the titles of all the books out loud. In between racks he does a Gollum impression. Normally I would find this hilarious, but at the moment I am about to FREAK OUT. This shit is due in 4.5 hours and I am getting nowhere. Rave: Most definitely time for a cigarette break.
Rant: I've never had a professor who is so fucking annoying. There's about 30 slides a class. After every slide, she asks if there are questions. If nobody raises their hand, she stands there blankly for about 5 seconds. Then she says something along the lines of "If you don't ask questions I can teach more before the final". Stands there 5 seconds again and goes "Okayyyyyy". Next slide. Wash. Rinse. Repeat. 30 times a class. However, she does mix it up. When the slide also finishes a concept she asks "Now who would like to see this on the midterm?" This always is asked before the any questions part. Wash. Rinse. Repeat. It wouldn't be so bad, but the course (1 month in) is just mild variations on stuff we were taught in the pre-req course. To the point that we don't have any questions. Nobody ever asks a question. Yet she asks every fucking slide. Rave: Thank god for TiB, I'd lose my fucking mind if I had to listen to every detail of this class. The occasional zone-in to the lecture does me for 15 minutes, then back to reading the board and browsing other sites.
And every one is a different neon color. My professor thought she'd try to spice up her (essentially) feminist philosophy class by throwing in a splash of color. Of course neon isn't so easy on the eyes so it was hard to read each slide. And she wouldn't put them online, so I had to go to every stupid feminist lecture.
Rant: 6 days without power and now we have no water at my house. I'm sitting in class without having showered in a week. The US military should weaponize the smell of my balls. The Oklahoma electric grid is exactly like the OU football team. Both of them only look good paper.
In response to those who wanted a link <a class="postlink" href="http://www.cbsnews.com/video/watch/?id=6160161n&tag=api" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.cbsnews.com/video/watch/?id=6160161n&tag=api</a> Rave- The story is by the hot blonde (not Lesley Stahl, the other ). I'm sure those guys filled their spank bank for quite some time.
I gave myself a slight concussion today. Really. I was putting some stuff into a storage room at work. Unfortunately, the door to the storage room was about 5 and a half feet high. I'm 6'1". Yeah. On my way out, my head came up too quick and I slammed the back of it into the top of the door frame. Ass over teakettle. I spent the next twenty minutes at my desk trying reorient myself. It was 10 AM. For the next two hours, I could feel my IQ dropping like the stock market. I was getting ready to go onsite when my boss stopped me and took me to a clinic. I sat in a waiting room for 3 hours wondering if I was going to pass out from either light sensitivity or the fact my eyes refused to focus on anything. When I finally got into the doctor's office, she asked me what my symptoms were. Glassy-eyed and retarded probably wasn't the answer she was expecting. I was given a CT scan and an appointment to come back tomorrow. We'll find out if my brain is bleeding or if I have a skull fracture. Neither seems likely. At least I don't have to go to work tomorrow.
RANT: Caught the nasty stomach bug that's been going around. Made it through school and happily went straight to bed. Fresh sheets, fresh favorite pajamas, wonderful deep nap with blankets arranged just right, cold spot on the pillow. Woke up, sneezed really hard which caused me to shart. God damn it. RANT: MRI tomorrow for the gas station incident. Really? An MRI? RAVE: Laughter at it all.
Rave: My favorite South Park episode is on right now. Randy Marsh + Constant making fun of Bono + Shit = Awesome.
Rave: I am technically on vacation, although I don't fly out to Playa del Carmen until Friday. I am having a cold beer and smoking a bowl in honor of not having to give a fuck. Rant: The coworkers who feel the need to keep me "updated" on work drama. I don't CARE!! Rave: Found a hot little dress for the wedding for $30.