Rave: Partying with a pornstar tonight. She's been posted in the porn thread a few times. This should make for an interesting night. Tell you fellow idiots about it soon!
RANT: I am so tired of dealing with stupid people. My wife was on the phone with her girlfriend while I was preparing the pool for us to go into and have some "adult swim time". I came back inside and motioned to my wife that everything was ready. She tells her girlfriend "Oh, I have to go now Mr. Tuffmen and I are going into the pool tonight for some 'adult swim time'." We get in the pool and just as we are preparing to get into it, her girlfriend appears at the entrance to the backyard and decides to come over and have a chat. About nothing in particular. WTF. How fucking stupid do you have to be?
With one flight to go, I get a call from the CO effectively putting my entire career and life on the edge of an incredibly sharp and unstable blade. I may have a complete mental breakdown in the next few weeks...
Rave: I gotta say... Jenna Haze is really cute in person. No desire to sleep with her or anything like that, but she's really cute. She's also a damn good stripper. Story coming later.
RANT: Sharks fucked up earlier against the Crusaders... but the Sharks were fucked from the start because: 1) playing a team from New Zealand 2) in New Zealand 3) with a referee from New Zealand. A real fair match, that. RAVE: Beer.
Rant: I'm almost finished priming the cabinet. My only complaint is that the damned thing is permanently attached to brick (the brick acts as the rear wall of the cabinet), so I have to paint the brick too. Painting brick is a bitch. I need a roller but only have a brush. Hopefully I can find one today so that I can finally get this project finished.
Rant: Working today and tomorrow. Shift work is fucking weird. I work four on, two off, and then switch hours... which means that my "weekends" are usually going to be during the middle of the week, and my sleep schedule is always going to be fucked up. On the bright side, it's only a 6-day workweek.
RAVEHong Kong is absolutely fucking incredible. I have never seen a city this well run and this safe even at 4:30am on a bus back to our apartments. The skylines are beautiful, the people are accommodating and the girls are smoking hot. We shredded it tonight in Lan Kwai Fong until the girls couldn't walk in their heels anymore. We started with 10-12 people after dinner and by the end it was me and 3 of the girls. I am going to ravage this Costa Rican girl at the next earliest convenience. Absolutely amazing city, and a great group to be here with!
Rave: Two years after I quit the music scene due to bullshit from a couple bandmates I decided that maybe it was time for me to start doing something again. This week my buddy who was the front man and last remaining original member also got sick of it and told them they were done after a few remaining shows. Later that day he had a small gig and asked me to bail him out which I was more than glad to do. It felt good. He asked me the next day if I was interested in coming back on. After a quick discussion with my wife and kids, I told him absolutely. We are already looking at shows in Albany, NYC and Scranton. Our new lineup will be announced in September, which gives me a couple months to practice and learn new material. It will be good to be back. Rant (sort of): Agreeing to keep things quiet until the current line up is done. I've had several people ask me in person and e mail if I am going to return, and for now I just say "we'll see". There will be a lot of people excited to see he and I playing together again.
RAVE FOR THE LADIES: Smashbox eye primer. Seriously. I put this on before I did my eye makeup around 10 am today. I worked a double at my restaurant job (vaca coming so extra cash needed), drank my face off for the past few hours, and made out for a bit. My eye makeup still looks flawless---like I *just* put it on. RAVE FOR THE PREVIOUS REPPERS: I'm full well aware my boy wants to fuck his ex (and no, he hasn't yet...believe it or not, he'd actually tell me). Her coming back into town just speeds up the inevitable. They won't get back together but it highlights that we're not meant to be in the future. As I see it, win-win. Right? Grrr. DRUNKEN RAVE: Kissed a boy I've had a mild crush on tonight. Excellent kisser. Or quite possibly, excellent drinks? Probably the latter... Edit: And you're right, Pimptress, we are having a blast...who gives a shit. xo Go easy on me, I'm retarded drunk. Nothing makes sense, even to me and I'm typing this shit.
Rant: Just made a trip to CVS to dump $50 on a plan B pill. I had two condoms left, both Kimono (first use ever) from a variety pack of 30, and the first one was acting like a bitch so I decided not to use it. Tried the second one (which took 30 seconds to put on instead of 2) and decided to roll with it. I made regular checks to make sure everything was on tight. I finish up, we're cuddling and she tells me that she feels.... wet? We investigate and lo and behold the tip of the condom is missing. In that instant, I realize that I have pumped this fertile young woman with what I can only assume to be industrial strength man juice. I imagine millions of my finest specimen racing towards the birth place of my ruined life. A firm believer in never underestimating your opponent, and quite confident in my sperm's ability to impregnate a woman who has been on the pill for only a month, I decide to make the shameful drive to CVS. After all, I did not feel like that moment was the best time to be stingy or to try my luck at the casino of life. Though, I'm glad the pharmacist had a sense of humor because when I exclaimed "jesus christ!" at the price tag he simply replied "Yup, but it's cheaper than a kid."
Skip if you don't want to read about soccer: Rant: Blowing a 2-0 lead is never acceptable....blowing a 2-0 lead to Mexico is an outrage and an embarassment. With the exception of games that eliminated us from World Cups, this was the most damaging loss for US soccer in the modern era (1990-present). The US has been deep inside Mexico's heads for about a decade now...we just handed that mental edge right back to them on a silver platter. Combine that with the fact that they've also got a talent advantage on us now for the first time with the emergence of Hernandez and others and the future is not bright. The consequences of this loss will be felt for years, and heads need to roll as a result.
Rave, with a side of rant: glorious weekend. Friday night had good friends over, picked my brother up from the airport and got to see my 11 month old nephew for the first time in a month. He is ridiculously cute. Even when he does cry for the 40 minute drive back to their house. Then, Saturday. Played goon (cask wine) pong, went to a hip hop gig with a gorgeous but somewhat troubled woman. Sidenote: I am currently enduring the longest dryspell of my life. The transition from multiple times a week with a long-term FWB, to 3 months of absolutely nothing, is making me a much worse person than I usually am. So, even though this woman and I are from somewhat different walks of life, I was hoping for a casual hook-up, where we both get laid, go home happy, and everyone wins. It didn't happen that way: the woman spent some time explaining to me that a) she has never been in a relationship where each party wanted to fuck the other; b) the last time her boyfriend of 3 years fucked her was 5 months ago, and he always lasts less than 3 minutes. He has never gone down on her, and doesn't believe in foreplay; and c) it's totally legitimate for her boyfriends to punch / choke her if she 'antagonizes' them during an argument. (Intellectually I know that the abused often rationalize the abuse this way, but I was still sort of awestruck to hear it from a 27 year old woman in 2011. Sad panda.) I told her I wasn't sure that I was gay or violent enough to keep trying to hook up with her, she was offended, we chatted for a while then went our separate ways. Rave: Following that I came home to find some friends literally rolling on my floor, albeit not laughing. Housemates had organised mass drinks, and people had gotten seriously blitzed. The two on the floor were too drunk to stand up, so they had put $100 in an online poker account and decided to play on their phones, from the floor. We spent the rest of the night playing drinking games and having a blast. Good times. Rant: I should have seen this one coming. Why oh why didn't I see this one coming. The messages from the woman above have just started - she had a fantastic time, keen to do it again, and can she come over for drinks on Tuesday? I'm flattered that she wants to see me again (did I mention she's gorgeous and far better looking than me?), but I have a horrible suspicion that her super hero identity is Absent Self Esteem Girl, and the only reason she wants to come over again is because I lost interest in hooking up with her on Saturday. (Hopefully unrelated note: her Dad left when she was 11.) She's still hot, and I'm still in a dryspell, but this woman needs someone far more compassionate and patient than me. Also, she talks like this: "yeah she finally meen him after 5yrs n now they been 2gether 4 3 haha was ment 2 be. exept i hate getting dragged into there fights so i just sit in silent haha i do not get involved with there fights no more haha ive learnt". Sigh.
Rant: I got talked into an alice in wonderland party (seriously, this girl's ass is like you would not fucking believe). It's a costume party. Motherfucker's do not ship to Australia and top hat's are fucking expensive. For fuck sake. Rave?: First world white people problems Rave: The birthday girl's ass.
Rant: About to embark on the longest run of my life, 13 miles. Rave: I'm actually not in that bad of shape (I hope).
Rave: Spent the weekend in Asheville at my buddy's place. First time I'd been there, and besides all the hippies, it was pretty nice. Hit up some good local breweries and then saw the Drive-By Truckers. Rave: Holy the Truckers put on a sick show. 25 song setlist, 3+ hour show, killing it the whole time. Third time I've seen them and one of my favorite shows of all time.
Super Rave: 13 miles in 1:55. So excited that I did that. Rant: My calves are trying to jump out of my leg. Fuck I'm sore.
Rave: Went skeet shooting for the first time in a few months with a few guys. Started out a little shitty, but once I got in the groove I did well. We had a decent setup, too. Two guys were using hand throwers and one guy used a mechanical one. The first guy would throw from behind your right shoulder straight out and high. The moment you pulled the trigger, the guy with the mechanical thrower sent one left to right and low. When you shot at that one, the last guy would throw it right to left higher up again. With the different variations (especially the inconsistencies of the hand throwers) it made for a fun time. Rave: Four and a half day work week followed by a four day work week.