Rant: I've always been annoyed by paper towel commercials. Some mom with a plastic smile on her face happily cleans up the messes perpetrated by shithead kids and retard husbands. Now the Scott paper towel ad is a mom being dominated by shithead kids, AND being told how to clean it up by some guy? What, housewives are too stupid to know how to use paper towels now? Fuck you, paper towel companies. I will only believe in gender equality when paper towel ads change.
American election season is nothing more than a large-scale version of Real World/Road Rules Challenge. Everyone picks a team, spouts a bunch of worthless shit and, in the end, anyone involved emerges ten times worse for the wear. Two years later, everyone develops amnesia, forgets they're watching the exact same show, and away we go once again. Parties don't matter. Candidates don't matter. Voting. doesn't. matter. I fucking, fucking, fucking hate election season.
Rave!! Birthday sex!! Rave: Sold a GPS I got for free on ebay for more than it retails for!! Rave: Have a day off tomorrow from flights and sims!! Rant: Have to drive an hour down the road to find out what's wrong with my transmission, and I won't be able to get it fixed because the dealership doesn't have any loaner cars available until Monday.
Rant: Putting my home town on the map. Thanks assholes <a class="postlink" href="http://www.thestar.com/news/article/884883--kkk-costume-wins-first-prize-at-legion-halloween-party?bn=1" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.thestar.com/news/article/884 ... party?bn=1</a>
RANT NEVER invite someone on a boys trip away before establishing whether or not they snore. In the last 4 days I would have been lucky to get 3 hours sleep. It's seriously affected my ability to drink
Rant: For the past few weeks, an armadillo has been tearing up my yard. Every time I saw it, I didn't have a gun. Every time I had my gun, I didn't see it. Rave: Last night my dog woke me up, going crazy barking at the door. From my bed I could see the armadillo, which was roughly the size of a miniature horse. Grabbed my rifle, threw open the door and squeezed off a shot center mass. They're hollow points so I could afford to not hit it in the head on the first shot, I just had to hit it. It was a .22 though, so it's not a one-shot-one-kill thing. Rant: Upon being hit, the armadillo imediately did a backflip, started kicking the air, rolled over onto its feet, and bolted head-first into the side of my house. I was completely unprepared for this, and was so mesmerized/laughing at the sight that I forgot to reload and squeeze off another shot. By the time I gathered myself and chased it, it was already bolting into the woods. Rant: I followed what little blood trail I could find, and the sound, but I couldn't find it. Hopefully the shot put it down quickly; I hate to see any animals suffer, even annoying pain-in-the-ass armadillos. And I really, REALLY hope it doesn't return.
Rant: It is barely coffee time, and i have already had my fill of idiots for the day. It is going to be a long long day.
Rant: You know you've been spending too much time in law school when you hear people making "but-for" jokes that have no sexual connotation to them whatsoever.
Rave: Went out for lunch with my dad and had a few drinks. Rant: Now, I'm back at work and completely useless for the rest of the day.
Rant: This bitch I cut it off with keeps texting and calling me. Really annoying. Rave: Getting the following text "You're the one who wanted to break up. Well I am breaking up with you lol" Rave: Realizing I definitely made the right call. Bitches. Be. Crazy. EDIT: For context, we were never dating for it to be possible to break up. I just stopped answering her.
RANT: Thank you, motherboard, for shitting the bed when I have NO MONEY to replace you. Cunt. RAVE: The events of the past 2 weeks make me think I'll probably get struck by lightning tomorrow. RANT: I'll be at my dad's workshop tomorrow, working for free. Again. Fuck my life.
RAVE: I got it!! Durbanite is the modern-day, real-life Ignatius J. Rielly! How come none of us have noticed it before?
Rave: Big Navy has decided to give me a Navy Unit Commendation for my efforts ushering people through the flight school medical process down here. Cool!!
Rave: 2 amazing Halloween keg parties were hosted by a good friend of mine. I was so plastered the first night, I blacked out early and was told what happened by other friends. They tell me I hooked up with some chick, of which I have no recollection. I was also told that this girl went around the party the next day saying I was an asshole for not saying a word to her, after she had my cock in her mouth the night before (didn't know it happened back then). So to whoever you are...sorry?
Rant&Rave: My daughter gets her driver's license tomorrow. Rave because I get to relinquish chauffering duties. Rant because, well, she's driving.
Rave: I successfully made it through a few extremely busy and stressful days and absolutely hammered the exams and presentations while working even more hours than I usually do. Rant: I am really questioning why I push myself as hard as I do. The concept of delayed gratification is killing me right now. Rave: I've already got another job lined up! Woohoo sales management! Rant: Haven't signed my name on the dotted line yet. I am desperate to do so. Rave: I am getting stuff together tonight for a couple of hunting trips. Anyone who is in the same position should understand my excitement. My room once again smells like aged canvas and Hoppe's #9. It's heavenly.
Rant: Girl I thought I had a shot with stopped talking to me and said she was going to get a restraining order because she asked about my religion and is now convinced I have no morals and need to find Jesus. ...
Rave: Made a 30 yard field goal today. On my first ever attempt at kicking a field goal. Followed by a 40 yarder. I'm going pro.