too soon to start a drunk thread? It's just been a miserable failure of a week. 2 hours of class and 5 hours of work away from the official weekend. Still trying to convince people to join me at the bar tonight. If that fails then there's always staying home, alone, to masturbate while I cry, using my own tears as lube... Though it's not Valentine's Day, so dunno if that's acceptable. also, as a Yinzer I know of them, but they aren't really known outside of the region. But give The Clarks a listen. Love their music.
Rave: I bit the bullet and got bangs today. Between that and my tattoo I feel like I'm one nose-piercing away from a Little 5 (Atlanta) special. Rant: Work and class until 9 on Fridays? This semester blows.
Rant: Went to the climbing gym with my brother, I was on one of the easier walls chatting up a cute girl that works there while she was ballaying me (sounds filthy). Brother who used to run this gym is on the other side of the room 'bouldering', basically a 12-14ft high set of walls built to simulate a boulder, with over hangs and all sorts of tricky stuff. I turn around to a blood curdling scream and see my brother with a wet noodle for a left arm and bone sticking about two inches out. Slipped right under an overhang about 12 feet up and stupidly didn't have any mats underneath him. He's at the hospital, had surgery to stabilize the fracture, both bones in the forearm were shattered mighty good. And he'll have another surgery to set pins and plates in a day or two. Rave: Selfish that it may be of me, but I reminisced that I've never had a broken bone besides getting punched in the nose a few times.
Rave: After the plagarism, makeup tests and bullshit, am now a college grad. Rant: My 18 month initial placement as a database administrator at a major grocery chain features an initial six months working... in the stores as a cashier and stockboy. Awesome. Rave: Still getting the money I'll get as a DBA while stocking shelves and ringing up customers.
Rave: I guess my interview did go well. Monday morning, I have the follow up interview. Now if I can just hide my severe retardation, I should be ok.
Rave: My boss' super-hot stepbrother just moved into my neighbourhood. Guess who's house I will be re-routing my running path to include? Yeah, I am a huge creep, and I realize that. Rave: Chivalry is not dead. Last night a guy offered to escort me to my car and offered his arm up and the whole bit. It was pretty cute.
Rant: Why in the fuck do people leave voice messages along the line of "Hey please call me"? Asshole, since you already know you're calling a cell phone that will notify me of your missed call, don't force me to then go log into my fucking voice mail and hear you state just that. Only use the voice mail function to give a quick "Who, what, where, when and why" Rave: Didn't cut my balls while trimming below the belt.
RAVE: I have a VM to Text service that works surprisingly well, so I rarely have to log in to check voicemail. I find it extremely funny that the only time I do is when the software can't understand East Indian cold-calls.
Alternate Rant: When you take the time to leave a message stating everything it is that I needed to relay, yet the person doesn't listen to it and then just calls you back instead. My husband does this so I have started asking if he listened to the message, he says no, then I tell him that everything he needs to know is in there so goodbye. God, I hate talking on the phone. I probably need to check into that VM to text thingie too.
Rave: Left for Reno yesterday morning as I am covering the Jesse Brinkley-Curtis Stevens fight that will be live tonight from ESPN. Rant: Took Greyhound with my brother because we weren't sure what the weather was going to be like. Immediately after getting on the bus, a few people began bumping annoying music and talking really loudly. Rave: Thankfully that stopped almost immediately, and one of the girls that was annoying kept talking about weed rather loudly. After we reached Reno I was able to secure a ten-sack which was awesome because we thought we weren't going to be able to get high on this trip. Rave: This morning I went downstairs to get a coffee and it was going to cost five bucks, so I sat down and played blackjack so I could get it for free. Won $300 and had a few Bailey's in my coffees. Playing a $60 poker tournament in twenty minutes and that will end my gambling for the day. Rave: I can't fucking wait for tonight's fights. Brinkley-Stevens is a pickem fight and the perfect ESPN level headlining fight. I'm rooting for Brinkley because his promoters are young guys looking to do honest work in a sport of unethical people. My brother and I will also likely work with them on our first co-promotion in Northern California as they are swooping on some good NorCal prospects and they know our knowledge of the region exceeds anyones. A win for Brinkley also means a title shot with Lucian Bute.
MegaRave: Was awarded a scholarship that will cover all my tuition and fees for my graduate degree, plus pay me a $500/month stipend, and cover my travel expenses to attend applicable conferences each year. Life just keeps getting better!
Rant: I hate getting signed up for karaoke by your friends. Rave: After performing 'Forgot About Dre' in it's entirety, the whole bar burst into applause and the cocktail waitress said it was the best version of that song she'd ever heard.
MEGA MEGA RAVE:My company (a family-run collegiate merchandise and apparel store), that started as a one-store operation 10 years ago, was just granted an account with one of the largest providers of apparel in our business. We can officially carry Nike merchandise in our now seven locations. This is a big deal. I am ecstatic. I never thought we'd get this contract. (Our home office is in Georgia, and there are a ton of legacy accounts that don't want to see "new" business get contracts in state.)
Rave: Friend introduced me to Bitter:Sweet. Rave: Fuck, that's hot. Makes me want to wear a blazer, sip whiskey on the rocks, and be all smooth-dominant.
Rant: 100% chance of snow and 'wintry mix' for the next 14 hours. Rant: North Carolina isn't prepared for that. Rave: I am, however, overly prepared. You have to be when you live with a handicapped person.
Rant: Work sucked ass tonight, the weather fucked everything up. Shitty way to end an easy week at work. Rave: Work was followed by a nice home cooked meal at my grandma's house. Rant: Got my car stuck in the fucking snow at her house. Rave: I finally made it home and now I'm curled up with a beer with no intentions of getting back out in the snow if I can help it.
Rant: 4pm meetings on Friday afternoons suck major ass. They especially suck if they are just an "organizing" meeting, where future meetings are scheduled. Rave: It's my last semester of graduate school, which is exciting since I've been in said school for 7 years now.