Rant: I fucking hate when I make or do or whatever something, bring it to the class for the critique, and I get no critique. Rave: I guess the reason for that was because everyone said that it was really great. Fuck, I can't be that good. ????: According to a lot of people I undersell myself and my talents a lot. I don't know if it's good that I'm so hard on myself when people enjoy what I make, but maybe it is so that I keep pushing it? Fuck, I don't know, I haven't slept in 2 fucking days
Rave: I haven't worked in the ski industry for a while but I got a call today from the Fischer rep I use to ski with all the time and he invited me out to demo a bunch of next seasons gear tomorrow. Rave: Okemo got a fresh foot of snow yesterday. Sweeeeeeeet.
Rave: Got a B+ on a test. Normally this wouldn't be impressive, but I didn't crack the book, didn't study a lick, and missed 1/4 of the classes leading up to it. Pretty pleased. Rant: Chemistry Lab followed by Physics test tomorrow. If I survive both with my brain intact I'll be amazed. Rave: Lock me in a room with Lindsey Vonn and I'd never come out. Spoiler
Rave: - Saw some pretty fucking cool pathology down at the hospital. Cool for me... not so bueno for the patients. Rant: - Missed out on the tertiary syphillis case that came in the day before. Rave - Discovered me some Thom Yorke WOOOOO! I've been steadily rocking him on the ipod. It's the little things that get me through the day apparently.
Motherfucking Rave! My best friend is home from Iraq. He's safe and back working cattle. Fucking Rant! He and his wife split up. She wasn't for him, they're young, and they don't have any kids. The rant part is she drained accounts, opened credit cards, fucked other dudes, and generally did all that she could to show him that she did not love him. Rave! He should be headed to Memphis for the third annual DU Crawfish Boil*. Then on to the Spring river to fish for trout, walleye, and smallies. *PM me if you're in the area and interested in tickets.
RANT: I've had the ass piss for the last few days now. It's not bad until I eat. I ate soup and crackers 30 minutes ago (because I haven't eaten in 30+ hours) and now my stomach is churning up something fierce. RANT: So my grandpa with Alzheimer's/Dementia is in bad shape. He isn't eating or drinking a whole lot so his kidneys are failing. He was in the hospital over the weekend and they stabilized him or whatever. But I guess he still isn't drinking much and it's just a matter of time before they fail completely. I'm guessing he'll be dead in a month, probably a week or 2. RAVE: Since he moved to the nursing home in town a few months ago I've been visiting him a couple times a week. I've genuinely enjoyed spending time with him. He has kept his sense of humor and is usually in a good mood and joking around. Most of what he says doesn't make a lick of sense, but his laughter makes the sadness of the whole thing much more bearable. I suppose him dying now is better than a decade of him deteriorating into a drooling, breathing corpse. It just sucks that that's the silver lining on this shit cloud.
Rant: Cobblestone roads are really fucking slippery in the snow. All the beer didn't help much either. I just woke up in a lot of pain, and finally remembered why...I fell down 3 times on the walk back from the pub. The pub is 50 paces away from my hotel. Dammit. Rave: Riga is an awesome city. Angry hot chicks in furry hats make my day.
Jesus: Well, decided to drink throughout lunch today. By lunch, I mean 12:30 until 5. So yeah, it's 5:38 here, and I'm drunk on 12 beers. Pounding coffee and jolly ranchers in the hope that noone will smell it. I can maintain my composure, as long as they don't sniff me out. But head boss isn't in, which means I'm golden. If anyone else says shit, I tell them, "FUCK OFF" and boom, home free..ashda
Once Again, Rant/Rave Just got back from last week of the Yuk Yuks finals. My set went twice as well as last week, and was told by at least a dozen people that I won, so they declared the two guys that worked there the winners for the week. I think maybe I was top three out of the fifteen, and I never like to toot my own horn but does anybody else smell "fix" with a descision like that? I mean, these guys that tied for first I can honestly say practically had crickets for both of their entire sets. The guy who talked about raping the racoon was VERY funny. I knew I shudda done magic up there. Works every time.* *-using my best Billy Dee voice .
Rant: Drunk has turned into disabling headache. God I feel like shit. The lights in here are too bright, too too bright. The second I get out of here I'm buying booze and drinking it...oha yeah. Lesson learned. If you have to work the evening shift, and you plan on getting drunk in the afternoon, bring booze to work with you. I feel like I might throw up. ITS SO BRIGHT IN FUCKING HERE. I need a cigarette, oops all out. FUCK./ PS. I haven't done one fucking thing at work so far. NoT A FUCKING ONE.
HAHA RAVE! One of my friends ended up on latfh.com (look at this fucking hipster). He is now being berated by absolutely everyone we know. Luckily, I think he can cope. This is even funnier than when the first boy I ever kissed turned up on sorry-mom.com. I should probably start associating with a higher class crowd.
Rave: Finally broke down and watched the Lost eps. The Wife and I missed. One didn't get DVR'ed since I pulled the pug on the box. oops Rave: They were the last 2 from last season and were all great. Can't wait to dive into this season. After USA pummles Norway this afternoon. Rave: Job screening went well, way more money and benie's so here's hoping no one esle applied.
RAVE: It's warm enough outside that I can't see my breath and don't need to wear mittens and a hat. Hell yes!
Rave: My best friend, and co-writer, had a standup show last night and killed it. I'm proud because I give him all my jokes whenever I don't go up. Rant: As a joke writer, I come up with shit all the time. Daily. Some of the shmucks that went up last night were using all their shit from every other time, and it's not like the bits were amazing, they were just mediocre. If you're not a funny person by nature, comedy is very difficult and your bits always get old and boring. -- Rave: I'm just happy right now.
RANT: Stupid fucking wet behind the ears baby residents. You're doing a 4 month rotation in ICU in the hopes that you will actually learn something. You've been on placement with us for 4 days and you want to start throwing your weight around? You tell me I'm getting a patient transfer from another hospital, no problem. You tell me he's in DKA and has an actrapid infusion? Easy, the infusion is set up and ready to go. You forget to mention the potassium infusion. You forget to tell me that the patient is also on noradrenalin with a blood pressure so low it could limbo under a fucking snails ass? Not cool. But you did all of the above and didn't bother to tell me that the patient was now 10 minutes out, giving me no time to prepare a safe environment. I will kill you in your sleep if you ever pull that shit again. I do not feel one bit of remorse for ripping you a new asshole in front of the registrar and the nurse unit manager. Your "I'm the Doctor, i'll tell you what I think you need to know" attitude does NOT work when you know nothing, motherfucker. You put the patient in danger and you made a normal patient transfer into a fucking nightmare. Do you know what happens to a patient who's pressure relies on vasopressors to remain, you know, compatible with life? When the infusion runs out and there's no new one to replace it, because you forgot to fucking tell me, it's bad for the patient. That's right, those big loud alarms were not you winning a new car on the fucking price is right.
Rant: My mom has been sick for the last 6 months off and on. She is young (only 45) and looks very young (more like 35) but acts like she is 65. She has missed work about 50% of the time over the last 6 months. Luckily, she is self-employed or else she would be out of a job for sure. I have a feeling it's depression. I think she's so depressed that she is getting sick from it. I don't know what to do about it. If I were living her life, I would be depressed too, but my parents are both from the school of thought that depression isn't real. They think that if you are a Christian then there is no reason to ever feel depressed. (Yeah, I know.) She has no hobbies or interests. She and my dad own a company together and share a large office, so they are together ALL DAY, EVERY DAY. My dad relies on her a lot, because he is blind and has become dependent on her for a lot. Then every day after work (if she is well enough to go that day) they go home and she goes immediately to bed. On the days that she is sick, she doesn't leave her bedroom all day. I am at a loss for what to do. I have brought up depression several times to my dad, but he just shrugs it off. Finally today, I said "Something needs to happen. She needs to go to the doctor and get a full physical if she is sick like this all the time. It's just not normal. No 45 year old woman should be this sick all the time." I am hoping that she will get checked out and either find something that is the problem or find that there is no problem and they will have to face facts that depression is real. Sorry this is long. Just needed to get it all out.
Well that bubble burst in record time. Rave: Going to a Jersey Shore themed party tomorrow night. FIST PUMPING LIKE CHAMPS