Rant: Shooting this. Stabbing that. There are times when I genuinely loathe this city. Rave: 2 months minus a day until Christmas and Christmas is actually fun again, so I'm really looking forward to it. My brother's going to be here for about a week. Going to be great to see him again.
Rave: Friend of mine is developing a game to sell in the iPad app store and he wants me to help him out with some of the coding and level design. He has the bulk of the main coding done and I got it all from him last night and ran it...and it looks pretty badass. If this works out as well as we are hoping, we may be looking at making some decent money off this. Rave: Today's woot.com is kind of cool, and I am really tempted to buy a set. Rave: I'm pretty excited for Christmas too, it's always my favorite time of year. I actually have a fairly serious girlfriend this time around too which should be pretty fun. Rant: At least I hope, she is a manager in retail and so will be working some pretty ridiculous hours, so hopefully I'll get to see her at least a little bit.
Rant: Rob Ford Rave: girlfriend down this weekend Rave: Down 10 lbs Rave: First time back to working out after fucking up my neck.
Rant: Apparently I absolutely need to set an alarm even if I don't have to go to work until after noon. I wasn't even up late last night and I woke up at 10:30 this morning, and pissed off no less. I don't know if I'm pissed that I wasted most of my morning or what but I'm not in a good mood now. Hopefully once I'm up for a little while I'll get in a better mood. Rave: I didn't have to wake up at 4 this morning.
Rant Missed the giant storm back home. FUCK! Rave Adobe Master Collection CS5. Kinda like the feeling you get when you have a gorgeous brunette who digs football, hockey and anal on your left and on the right is a smokin blonde who is bisexual, has dinner on the table and a cold beer cracked for you as you walk in the door. What to try first...
Rave: My upstairs neighbor had the Gastric Bypass surgery in Feb. He has lost a shit ton of weight, from a size 52 to a 30. Good for him, but it is also great for me because: 1. I can't hear him move around upstairs anymore. It used to sound like he was going to fall through the ceiling. 2. He no longer has to use his CPAP machine. The danged thing made this constant hum in the room at night through the ceiling I like quiet at night. 3. He lost the weight so quickly that he blew through pant sizes so quickly he just went to Goodwill and other places, and bought transitional clothing that he ended up not even wearing, and it is all size 34. As he just bought everything that was size 34, he had some really designer jeans that cost 100 bucks plus, and I got them for free, along with a bomber jacket. I have always wanted one of those.
Rant: My grandma on my Dad's side has been in the hospital recently with hallucinations and minor - mild dementia and the doctors aren't quite sure what the issue is so my dad is driving from Dallas - Indiana monday to see her and his sisters. Rave?:My grandma keeps calling my dad's oldest sister who is an ER nurse and sorta overseeing the whole ordeal and talking with the doctors Nurse Ratched ( the nurse from One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest ). Gotta find the humor sometimes to make it easier to cope.
Rant- Askmen.com released its top influential men of the year. #1? Jon Stewart. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate the guy. But over time, his shtick is getting more and more played out. He wants to walk the line of politics, but always abstains himself from solutions by claiming he's a comic. No accountability. I've seen The Daily Show plenty of times and have never seen him offer a solution. Maybe I missed the episodes where he offers ways to lift the economy or end the war. He hints at ways, but of course never goes into detail and it's easy to offer broad solutions without going into specifics. If he really has the clout with the American public, and has solutions, someone please call him out to run for office because he's either doing a disservice by not running, or he's full of shit.
Rave: It's looking like a road trip to Dallas to see Lucero and Social Distortion is a possibility. I'm not going to let myself get too worked up about it but I'm tired of just going through the motions and wishing I did more fun stuff. I think I'm just gonna say 'fuck it' and go. I might regret not going but there's no way I'll regret going. Seems cut and dry to me. Rant: There's a good possibility that I'll piss off at least one person by going on this trip. Oh well, I don't even care. Rave: Drinking beer and watching The Rocky Horror Glee Show. Shut up, I like it.
Rave: The League. Oh my God, I can't believe I didn't rush out and watch this show when it first started. I blew through season 1 last night, and am hunting down episodes of season 2 online so I can get caught up. Rave: I have a job interview tomorrow...at 3:15 am. That's right, basically 6 hours from now. I've never heard of interviews being scheduled at such a weird time. Luckily, my internal clock is all out of whack these days.
Rant: The engine in the truck blew out the rear main seal, which in turn blew out the oil, which in turn fucked the engine. Shit.
Rave: I just checked my cable bill. Apparently, I have Showtime. Now I don't have to download Dexter. Kickass.
Rant: Forgot how to do a procedure in my sim today. Bad grades were the result. Smoooooooth. Rave: I'll definitely be better prepared for tomorrow. Rant: Tomorrow's sim is at 610 at night. Late sims suck....I just got back from my 2nd one just now.
Isn't it amazing how working out the logistics for what is supposed to be a university graduation trip brings out the most juvenile behaviour in people?
Rave: Got to see one of my old college friends last night and have some drinks. Rant: We had girly Margaritas (his family owns a wine and spirit distributor and they were pushing a tequila) and I was wired until 2AM last night. Didn't wake up until about 8 and had to skip my morning workout. If this starts a pattern of me skipping workouts I'm driving down to Fairfield and beating his ass.
RAVE: My stepmom is so fucking awesome. She works in the medical field and was able get me an appointment with the ortho this Friday instead of two months from now. RANT: I've been a big ball of hate for the past couple of days. Vicodin aparently makes me a total raving bitch who wants to beat everyone to death with her crutches.
Rant: Growing my mustache out for Movember. I look terrible and crusty; my beard/goatee area is well covered but my mustache is scrungy at best. I'm taking a week head start as the campaign only starts officially on Nov. 1 but my mustache is just terrible. Rave(?): 1 in 6 Canadian men get prostate cancer, growing a mustache doesn't sound like much in comparison. Also, I'm raising money at my work and personally, heck I even donated 50$ myself. Rave: I hadn't worked on my writing in two months since my trip to LA, last night I finished round 7 of revision in one mega 3-hour shot. From 10pm to 2am, 1 hour break. Fell asleep at 3:30am feeling relieved. Rant: ...and I had to wake up today at 6:40 for work as an emergency replacement. Rant: Work, engineering school, writing. It's my weekly life and it's getting repetitive and tiring - I work more than 26hours a week on top of school. Rave: I party hard on Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights though. Rant: My body is going to shut down any day now, Halloween is two open bar nights back to back with about 5 pills sprinkled in between - that shitshow is gonna speed up the process.