rant: had a 9:00 a.m. doctor's appointment yesterday. i showed up 15 minutes early. didn't see the doctor until 10:15 a.m. rant: my pulled muscle injury isn't going away for another 2-4 weeks. this is after 4 weeks of it, and not doing anything. no working out, no golf, in short, not much physical activity. rant: doctor was very nosy about why i wasn't practicing law anymore. that was annoying, and i got a bit snippy. rave: all my bloodwork came back great. i'm shocked. i put a lot of effort into being unhealthy. guess i'm incompetent at that as well. rave: got chantix, so next tuesday i quit smoking. i'm ready to quit. hell, i've quit everything else, why not smoking?
ravent? new renters are moving in down the street. my mom got an email from them last night asking for permission to get a dog. she forwarded it to me and put her own little message up top: "i think this is your fault. everyone loves buddy and they know you have a dog and i think it is why they asked." dogs are great. yolo mom.
rant: so my ac unit has a bad coil and while my home warranty covers the coil it won't cover the additional parts to install it. also in the course of checking out my ac the tech opened up the back of my furnace and i have a cracked heat exchanger, so that's good news. rave: smallish upcharge get's me a brand new ac unit with 10 yr warranty and the furnace should pretty much be covered. somewhere around $2000 gets my furnace and ac replaced. rant: talking to a friend of mine about it i learned that he could have hooked me up with a complete system for about the same money without the warranty and he would have used better equipment. rant/rave: the people i bought the house from insisted on the warranty and even paid for it (sort of). they clearly knew shit was jacked but at least its partially covered i guess. rave: ac is supposed to be installed today so maybe i can sleep again.
mega rave: i got a letter from the state of alabama personnel department to set up an interview for a job i applied for eons ago. the placement test i took put me at #1--but apparently i tied with 15 other people. keep your fingers crossed for me folks! i was so excited when i read that letter that i cried. i ain't even ashamed.
rave: we moved into the house last thursday! everything isn't done (by far) but enough that we felt like we could move on over. rant: i have no oven (hasn't been purchased yet), there's no ac downstairs, the living room is completely unfinished (basically still a construction zone), and we have to shower downstairs because we haven't finished the upstairs shower yet. oh, and we still haven't got everything moved yet. rave: but we're in the house! rave: one more day of work this week. i'm burning a couple discretionary days and then i'm on vacation next week. 11 days of freedom! (and also moving.)
rave: leave for brisbane and a good mates wedding in a few hours. my liver is going to hate me tomorrow.
mega-mega-rave!!!: i passed my nclex examination. it cut off at 85 questions when i took it and i felt pretty good about it when i was done but was still nervous as fuck about the results and i passed!!! at last, after 3 solid years of unemployment, i can get a job!
rave life is turning back in my favor again. i've been back on my adhd meds for the last month which, probably non-coincidentally, means i've got things in order again. i'm doing better at work, i have school figured out, and i've been talking to a few interesting people. as well, i'm going to start goalie coaching again which is a good thing. i get paid to work with kids ~20 mins an ice session and not deal with parents and not deal with who plays and who doesn't, its the perfect situation. after a long summer of meh, it seems fall may treat me very well.
rant: the joys of interracial relationships. accidentally overheard at a gathering of his family: "why's he gotta marry a white girl? too good for his own people?" rave: new weight training routine kicked my ass yesterday, my legs are still feeling the love. i have jello legs, but i feel strong.
rant: whoever planned ocala, florida should be shot in the face with an ass cannon. nothing makes sense. i had to go to 103rd street road. not 103rd street, not 103rd road. 103rd street road. the streets went like this: 91st ave, 106th place, 88th terrace, 103rd street road. how the fuck? no, how the fuck? the city engineers majored in potato. rant: while taking care of some bidness was a huge rave, the actual meeting was a fail. the company had everyone's names and email addresses wrong. no paperwork was in order either. the other party would not shut the fuck up long enough to answer the nice lady's questions, and it was an all around unprofessional tard fest. ravt: threw my back out again while... washing my hands in the sink. i bent over just a tad to turn on the faucet and felt something pop/rip. partial rave because i almost crippled myself doing nothing. that's hilarious. also, gin.
rave: heading to the remote adirondacks this weekend. no phone, no internet, no tv. rant: of course i have to dial into a conference call on my first day of vacation. i have never had an uninterrupted week off.
rant: i just shattered a glass of melted chocolate all over my kitchen while making cake pops for our family reunion. chocolate. is. everywhere.
rave: first of the two weddings today. finally recovered from the drunken mishaps of the last few days. i would have posted photos but lack of internets and brain incapacitation due to drunkenness have stopped me skating the big gouge out of my arm from falling in the fire drum.
rant: yesterday a horse named charlie farted in my face. this morning i have pinkeye. great start to vacation.
rave: in the home stretch for the horror movie production i'm working on. got an overnight shoot tonight with a lot of stunts, so it should be entertaining to watch... also being the sound guy for a 12 hour shoot with two lines of dialogue takes the stress off a bit. rant: 12 hours or maybe a million, today was originally supposed to be two days.
rave: i have a beautiful and capable caregiver that i have developed feelings for. i have reasons to believe she likes me too. rant: she has major baby daddy issues. like , she's controlled and abused by him, but can't leave because she's financially dependent on him (or rather his parents). rave: she's moving with me to ucsd and this job could be her out. rave: today, i scooched over and she layed in bed while we watched movies. i asked her to hold my hand and she did, through the whole movie. rant: she was supposed to stay over (working) until the dude showed up and wouldn't leave without her because he 'missed' her. this is a clusterfuck.
Rave: Couple of friends came by last night for a cookout and brought a steaming hot Asian bartender the one works with sometimes. She seemed very cool (brought weed) and up for getting together again. Rant: The tequila must have caught up with me after they left because I don't remember a whole lot after that.
Rave: I had a really good work conference in New Orleans. Except, for some reason, they put breakfast at 6am, so I kept missing that. But the sessions were good, good info and development, and then evenings were a blast. Had a ton of fun, good networking, wrote some business, and am excited to see where it goes from here.
Rant: People who can't back up their word. I'm currently couch surfing around catching up with friends while attending a couple of weddings. Someone I thought was a good mate didn't answer his phone at all and then by all appearances has blocked me on Facebook. This after I've been there when he needed me on numerous occasions. Fuck him. Rave: Off to New Zealand tomorrow morning. And the first wedding was amazing. Rave: My burn is healing up nicely. Turns out my self treatment while drunk was top notch. Pictures in the drunk thread.
Rant/rave: omg, the fucking balls on that guy. He must wear specially tailored trousers. Just getting public transport home right as rush hour kicks off. Two hundred odd people lined up to get on the bus. Nobody cares which bus, a bunch come by and they all go to next major hubs for public transport. This guy just strolls along the line, phone to his ear, looking at people in the line like he's trying to find his friend on the phone. Walks all the way to the front of the line, waits for the next bus, and then gets on it like he's waited in line and it's his turn now. I've never seen so many liberal arts and healthcare majors scowl passively at a single person before. The dude with the giant balls? His body language and his expression was fucking perfect. Not a single fuck given about the hate glares, and utterly perfect body language for just casually looking for a friend. Like it had genuinely never occurred to him that he was being an utter douche. He must be awesome at poker.