Rave: Connecticut has a bunch of very good BYOB restaurants which help my cheap ass save money on drinks. Rant: Connecticut also has a "mill tax" or what have you which makes you pay semi-annual taxes on personal property (houses, vehicles etc...). So now I have to pay like $400 a year just to use my 2002 Honda Accord... what the fucking fuck? god I miss New Hampshire.
Rave: I made it, 40 years old. I wonder what other cool stuff I'll get to see or do before the finale. The coming decade better have better HBO series lined up. Rant: I sure can't drink like I used to.
Rant: I think I may have encountered one of the worst kissers ever last night. It was so bad, all I could think about was how much I'd rather be eating the other half of my ciabatta chicken sandwich at home.
Mega Rave: In-N-Out is coming to Dallas! Well, technically Garland, but that's only about 20 minutes away
RANT: Guy that I previously ranted about being in jail, is still in jail... and still owes me close to a grand. RANT: Since my last meeting with the account to get my LLC I've been super strapped for cash. Hard up isn't even putting it loosely. Sooooo, all that has been put on hold. Well, someone with the SAME business name has just popped up, and I pray to God that they don't get their license before I can get mine. Hello re-branding and barrel of a gun. RAVE: Web page is more or less done.
Rave: Bought myself a '99 Jetta Rant: Cant drive it cause I have no insurance/registration and there is no way to get it before tomorrow. Rant: Why do companies make is hard to buy their fucking product. Leave some poor sap in the call center and let me buy the fucking insurance.
Rant: That stupid fucking commercial with Gene Wilder singing "pure imagination" makes my skin crawl.
Rave: Awesome Birthday weekend in Dallas. Spent way too much at a strip club Friday night and got good and drunk. Saturday started with mimosas and lunch at a pretty awesome Italian place and we didn't stop drinking for pretty much all day. Beers at a friends house followed by tailgating for the rangers/cubs game. Rant: Douche-bag cubs fan that was sitting in front of us for some reason did not appreciate our drunk antics. Also, I may have accidentally spilled beer on the girl sitting in front of me. Rave: Ended things up with more beers and some awesome cheese fries at some place called Humperdinks. Also, I didn't puke which was the goal from the beginning. Rant: Almost had birthday sex, but as I mentioned in the drunk thread, my dumbass forgot to pack condoms. Fuck. Rave: Sneaking whiskey into rangers stadium. Successfully.
Rant: What is it about the sentence "I don't believe in that stuff" (be it ghosts, psychics, bigfoot, UFOs, reptoids, Obama being a commie, etc.) that means "I want to hear all about your pet theory right this very second"? If that's what you hear, boss and co-workers, then you need to reset your instruments. I'm pretty sure that the higher-ups wouldn't like to know that you're interrupting actual work to talk about Obama being one of the Biblical demons heralding the end of the world.
Rave- The best weekend I have had in months. Highlights include, getting 6 people out of the door before 1pm to go out to the country, winning at pictionary, making a three course BBQ meat meal, jumping in the lake this afternoon after laying out in the 29 degree weather frying like eggs. Rant- Work tomorrow.
Rant: 24 season completely shit the bed. Fuck that shit: I'll wrap in spoiler tags because TL;DR Spoiler That just sucked giant donkey balls with a nice sheen of hippo dung for flavoring. All of the time I have devoted to this show and this is what I get? This is what Jack gets? An I'm sorry from a weak minded, bloody cunt rag? Fuck Allison Taylor and her 25th hour crisis of conscience, cry every five minutes like shes menstruating curled up on the couch with a sad chick flick and tub of Ben and Jerrys. Bitch please. Mufuckin David Palmer set up Barrack Obama. You fucked up the whole woman to be president move for another 3 decades. We can't have no bitch in the Whitehouse cryin everytime some shit gets real. Changin her mind when the wind redirects and someone stronger minded comes in the room. "Yeah that sounds like a good idea! Lets go with that. No wait..." You flimsy minded, trick ass skip skap skallywag. Fuck you, you stank bitch. Fuck Charles Logan and his cop out, even my last act was done wrong, sandy ass pussy, last chance oh boo hoo, bitch made trigger pull. Fuck Cole Ortiz and his wishy washy, go with the flow, yeah I fuck trannies, what don't judge me she was post opp, oh now I've been duped again but I'm gonna talk hard, weak ass stare mufucka. Fuck that shit and fuck this show for breaking weak and then not even having the stones to come hard one last time for die hard fans. Don't get me wrong, I love Jack and Chloe had a point but for the entire season to break as weak as it did, then for Jack to come correct for two great episodes and then to go flaccid right when he's about to bust the money shot all on 'em bitches titties. You left the whole audience with blue balls you last scene tear jerking pussies. You can eat a dick FOX. I'll watch (read download illegally so I don't inadvertently support some of your advertisers) Family Guy and silently boycott anything you try to sell me from this point forward. I been waiting for 20 weeks for this mufuckin bowl of Cheerios and you mufuckers took a loose shit in my bowl. Don't think I ain't gon remember this shit.
Rave: Block leave starts wednesday. ?: Just wanted to say thanks to everyone this site was my main source for humor and entertainment through my deployment. I'll probably start hanging around more before too long. Just been enjoying life and trying to drink El Paso Dry since i got back... Rave: Sierra Nevada Summerfest..
Rant: Bought back more than cheap trinkets from Bali, a nice case of conjunctivitis (pink eye). Right now my eyes look like Stephen Dorf's at the end of blade. Rant: This pretty much fucked the last two days of my holliday. Rave: The first 8 days were awesome.
FUCKING RANT: My mother called. She took our 13 year old German shepherd/collie mix to the vet and was told "we can't do anything else." He's lost 20 pounds, practically blind, barely eating, has a liver tumor, can barely move from arthritis...and yet she will not mercifully put him to sleep. I know it's tough for her to let go but I cannot imagine how much pain this poor animal is in. I went out after she called so my husband couldn't see the mess of a display I put on after I hung up the phone. At one point in my life, that dog was my best friend. He was the only member of my family happy to see me when I came home from college and when things went completely to shit in my life, he practically never left my side. Thirteen years of love without reservation. Sigh. I love animals more than humans but sometimes I wonder why I keep getting pets knowing I will outlive them and go through this over and over.
Rave: A day trip to North Dakota for shopping. All went well. Rant: TWO FUCKING HOURS at the border coming back. The line was 1.5 miles (yes, MILES) long. Even the customs guy admitted he'd stopped caring. I've never even seen a Canadian Customs officer say, "Hello," and this guy was totally normal. He told us he'd lost his voice, that he'd stopped caring about the number of cars he'd put through, and that he was never doing a weekend like this again. He sent us around because one girl had bought over $500 worth of stuff, and they didn't even care inside at secondary. Customs: Okay, who spent the $500? Friend: Me. Customs: How much of it was groceries? Friend: Uh, about $40? Customs: Kay, I'll just charge you flat tax on the rest. $55.21, pay at the right. We could have had automatic weapons and bags of cocaine and I don't think they'd have cared. They certainly never bothered to check anything - not even the receipts we handed them. So, I guess the moral of the story is if you want to smuggle stuff and don't mind waiting, do it on May Long weekend.
Rant: Just got back from my 2nd trip to TX in two weeks. That 750mi drive one way is killer. This one was worth it because... Rave: The girlfriend finally got over her fears of sex. She's 20 and has only done it once before this weekend. Rant: Took her forever, but hey, it's worth it and I can teach/corrupt her. Fun for all!! Rave: 3 day weekend coming up. Sweet. Rave/Rant: My first two week leave block never got charged, so 14 days free is awesome. But they changed the dude in charge of our leave process before I left for the second time, so I got charged for this past weekend. Guess I can't complain, charged 3 days for two and a half weeks is alright with me. Rave: I believe I'm going to out off buying a motorcycle in order to buy parts for my car. The $900 security deposit I'm getting back this week should help.