Rant: Needed to ace my final to get an A in the class. I got an A, but not high enough. Now it's up to the prof to take pity on me. *Sigh* WTF, I must be retarded or something.
Rave: Drank for 15 hours straight and ended up fucking my closest girl friend. It's okay though because she's hot.
Rave: Fleet Week in Portland! Technically it's the end, but hey, better late than never. Rave: I was out walking the dog last night and these two guys thought it would be fun to try and intimidate me, since it was dark and I was by myself. They were creeping behind me, laughing and making lewd comments. But when one of them started trying to get closer, my dog Basher turned around and freaking lunged for the guys, snapping and snarling. He's a really friendly dog and I've never heard him make those noises before. Needless to say, the two guys panicked and ran away, and Basher got some prime rib when we got home.
RAVE: Been dealing with a lot of anxiety of where I'll live once I move out of this house. Turns out my parents renter is not renewing his lease, and for $850 a month I'd get a fully renovated house back out in the woods next to the shop, no deposit or lease. I'll be growing my beard and rocking sleeveless coveralls in the next month if things go as planned. Spoiler There's a shot of the street. To the left is a cow pasture and the trailer of the property owner. I'd be living across from them. About half a mile down it turns into gravel and further down there's fishing camps, with people still living in them, over a hundred years old. It ends at Lake Jesup. It's the kind of street you have to have a gun because the cops wouldn't be there anytime soon if you needed them (google street didn't even venture down it). RAVE: Florida's loose gun laws. RAVE: Solitude and quick access to Momma's cooking.
Rave: Best friend just called me. A British lady came into the store where she works and mentioned she was looking for an au pair/nanny to spend a month with them in France this summer. The friend passed along my number/email address to her. It would be super cool beans if this happened.
Rave: So far it's been an ideal day: - A six kilometer run with the dogs at the off-leash park (it was supposed to be eleven MILES, but with all the rain and mud that was a pipe dream). - Our local farmer's market is open! First weekend for it, and it's quite impressive. Spent some time wandering around and bought some handmade soap, some homemade treats for the dogs (don't judge me), and a bone-in bison roast. - Stopped by another large off-leash park on the way home, just to be extra social. - Stopped by a bookstore for the new Stephen King book. - Going to try the bison roast in a slow cooker and see how it turns out. I'm thinking some red wine, potatoes, carrots, Worchestershire sauce and tomatoes - combined with some herbs - and it should turn out well. Fingers crossed. Rant: Off to work now. *sigh* This life of luxury doesn't pay for itself....
Rant: Waking up to this Rave: My car no damage, fiance's only a scratch. With everything that's going on right now, I would have lost it if anything happened. Thank you, tree, for not crushing us, the apartment or the cars.
Rave: The vet found a no-kill shelter for the little orange colored monster Rant: Homeless people in Hawaii...I'll wrap it in spoilers. Spoiler I can think of a few places worse than here to be homeless. I understand that there are people that need help. I really do, there's the mentally ill. There's the single mother who can't seem to make shit work. For the most part? When you go to the beach nowadays, you're visiting someones residence. They're having cookouts, smoking cigarettes and drinking beer. Which, ordinarily, I don't care about. However, when the "homeless" are eating steak and fish, living on the beach and somehow affording to drink and smoke...There's something wrong. http://www.honoluluadvertiser.com/a...ers+visit+homeless+to+seek+input+on+solutions If you've gotten this far into this, I want you to keep in mind that I'm talking about people who live in a tent on the beach. Not some wino/bum trying to keep warm over an air-grate. These are people who don't pay rent, get subsistence from the state, don't/can't work and generally don't do anything. The beaches are fucking disgusting now. There's shit, human shit, in garbage bags. What can be done? Build some more public bathrooms with showers? What about weight rooms so people can exercise? Maybe some televisions? We certainly don't want our homeless to feel self-conscience about being homeless, so lets build more public housing. Wait. We can't afford that. What are we supposed to do? I really don't want to be angry about people not having enough, but how much more can be done? You won't live in a shelter unless you can take your pet... What the fuck does a homeless person need a pet for? Warn them about terminators? I want to be able to feel sorry for people, but these nasty fuckers at the beach are really pissing me off.
RAVE: The ex-wife got married today. I no longer have ANY financial responsibilities for her. But the even bigger rave is the fact that she was so cool in the divorce, that even though I could have, and tried, to help her out financially, she only accepted what she honestly needed to get her feet back under her, and get on with her life. She wasn't one of the "I want half" bitches... which makes me sad, as that's one of the qualities that made me marry her in the first place. At least she honestly seems happy, and we still have a reasonable (if not distant, go figure) friendship.
Rave Got to hang out with the family that had the "cool parents" when I was growing up. I was their "4th son" and they bought me beer when I was underage, didnt mind if I smoked pot or cigarettes, and were just awesome. The dad always seemed to know his shit. In fact his license plate read "IKNOWMYS". Rant I realize now that he is/was a fucking moron. I'm glad I never took any of his wisdom seriously. If you're almost 60 and have no job, no savings, drawing unemployment, and hoping for a bag of money to fall from the sky, you failed. Yet, he still thinks he has all the answers to how the world turns.
Rant: Getting through the first 10 minutes of the movie Up can be tough. edit: Is it me or are most people in Pixar films gingers?
RANT: Felt great yesterday but woke up today to a swollen throat and a dumb-down feeling. RAVE: Said "Screw it" and still did what I had planned: seeing a Corpse Flower open up and then to the Aquarium for my niece's 3rd birthday. RANT: Not feeling any better tonight.
Rave FUCKED UP BEYONF BEILEF RIGHTG NOW.. BOOYA. Feelin sexy. IS there famly guy rereuns on? Fuck my cvab driver was a passive motherfucker. It's rauingin like cats n doggs, and i just threw up in the neighours rose bushes. I hope he doesn;t tak e it personal. We'll see. \\
Rant: Between the hours of 4:30 and 7:00 yesterday morning, I was more nervous than I ever have been, throwing up three times (I NEVER throw up) and shitting out more than I thought I had in me. Later that morning and early that evening, I was more on-edge than I have ever been in my entire life. I don't wish that feeling on anyone, but fuck, it was totally worth it. Rave: Before the wedding, my groomsmen and I were getting dressed at my house and held a several hour-long mario kart wii and air hockey tournament (yes, I have an air hockey table, in my home office). We're so mature. Greatest Rave Ever: Despite feeling so nervous that I was literally throwing up in the morning, my wedding ceremony (that I actually got to write, and not just the vows) went absolutely perfect. I was a goober and did happen to choke up as my then-fiance was walking down the aisle with her dad. The reception was even better, aside from this incident. Everyone who meant so much to both of us was able to make it, and though I'm not overly religious, I know for a fact that those who passed on in recent years were there watching us as well. Also, the gin gods must have blessed me because this morning I woke up with no hangover. I now have a beautiful wife laying in our bed.
Rave: Having a kegerator is a must. I can't believe I went for so long without one. Ice cold summer ale on tap and none of the bullshit clean up/disposal of cans and bottles after a party. Plus I don't need to yell at people for bringing bottles into the pool area anymore. Rave: A friend of mine is starting a plastics company and needs help setting up the automation portion of it... this just happens to be my specialty. However he's interested in me taking a small piece of the company for engineering his workcells rather than paying me for my time. So now on Monday I need to sit down with my boss and have him quote me equipment. Kind of a conflict of interests but if we don't build the stuff plenty of our competitors will. Rant: It's raining hard which makes it the perfect day for kayaking since the rivers will be high. A friend borrowed my kayaks two weeks ago and hasn't returned them yet.
Rant: Got a text this morning saying that my step-mom had to take my dad to the hospital, he woke up with the right side of his face paralyzed. Hit me like a ton of bricks. They don't know if it's a stroke or bells palsey, whatever the fuck that is. Shit. Ravish: It's doesn't appear to be life threatening or anything. This is proving to be the catalyst for me to move back to AZ. Today applied for 4 jobs in Phoenix. Figured while I was it I'd hit up LA and Seattle too. Anywhere that's closer to my family and out of where I am at now.