Rave: Flew two of my last four flights. Only two left. Rant: these two are after thanksgiving break. Rave: I'm just going to use the exact same flight plan for the last two flights. Rave/rant?: Was supposed to fly with being able to pick out visual checkpoints on the ground. There was a massive fog layer for a good 20 minutes of the flight. Oh well.
Rave: Maui. Drunk off vodka clubs and lemon (fuck you, lemon sounds gay, but it's delicious). Rant: Too drunk to get it up. Fuck. More vodka will make it all better... I hope.
RANT!!!!! In maui. We were on the beach, and just experienced an earthquake. It was crazy shaking. Decent size. There's a tsunami coming apparently. We're on the 10th floor of a hotel and safe. And we just experienced aftershocks. As I was typing this. Our room just rocked ~6 inches to a foot back and forth. Pray for us. I don't care if you're religious or not. I'm not too much. This is scary as fuck.
RAVE: My roommate left his facebook open on my computer, time to fck with his sht. Rave: I'm drunk...awesome!!!!! Rave: Thanks for all the positive reinforcement, ya'll help a lot.
Rant: Still no Internet where I live Rave: the Wire on DVD, I fucking love McNulty. Season3 ep6 so far. Rant: Still dunno if I have bone cancer. Seriously.
Mega Rave: Off work tomorrow and get to catch up with my best mate and run amok in melbourne. Rave: Have the next week off to catch up with friends and family and get drunk.
RAVE: Flying back to Vancouver today. In airport waiting to board my flight. Time taken from curb dropoff until me being checked in, through security, and at the gate? 12 minutes.
Rant: After the shit storm of the last week and a half, in which I've managed to hurt everyone who cares about me, it looks like I'm going back into therapy. Fuck depression.
Rave: Went to a wild game dinner in Vermont this past weekend, it was absolutely phenomenal. Its my 15th year going and I cant wait for next year. On the plate: -bear steak -wild boar sausage -wild boar bacon -rabbit pot pie -pheasant rice -venison steak -buffalo sausage -game chili (venison, bear, moose)
Rave: Leaving tonight for Thanksgiving at the gf's parent's house tomorrow, then driving down to Maryland tomorrow night for 6 days of hunting. Rant: My fucking car is teetering on the edge of precipice, hovering high above a chasm which holds nothing but total failure at the bottom. If it makes it to Maryland and back--nearly 1,000 miles--without the need to call AAA for help, it will be a damn Christmas miracle come early. Thinking good thoughts. Rant: Because of the above rant, I'll most likely need to find a replacement car sooner than I had planned--and before my raise or holiday bonus happen--leaving me with signifcantly less money to work with. C'mon car...just hold out another couple months.
Rave: The bf and I got the apartment we have been wanting, mountain views, faces a golf course, and almost double the size of our current abode. We move on the 7th. Rant: Moving sucks donkey cock. Rave: A quiet Thanksgiving with lots of delicious food-no retarded folks will be catered to, just the way I like it. Rave: Back to lifting with a vengence, my triceps are so sore today in that hurt so good way that lifting blesses you with. I'm impressed how quickly the definition is returning...
Rave: I have never been a huge video-gamer, but I bought myself a PS3 a few weeks ago, and I can now safely say I am addicted to NHL 11. I have wasted HOURS trying to build my team in that EA Ultimate Team Mode. I have officially become that nerd who sends texts to his friends/fellow gamers at 3AM on a Sunday morning saying, "I am eight beers deep and just won David Backes in an auction. Fuck yeah!" Rant: While there have been subtle improvements, my girlfriend continues to battle anxiety and depression on a daily basis. Mornings continue to be worse an then things tend to improve from the afternoon on. She hasn't told her parents yet about her condition returning, and I'm mixed about that. On one hand, I feel like they deserve to know and it wold sure be nice to have their support. But in the same breath I understand why she's scared to do so. Her parents didn't really react too well to her struggles a couple summers ago, and while they are lovely people - They are easily irritable, which caused a ton of conflict last time around.
Rave: Had some amazing sex with The Girlfriend right after I got off work yesterday. After we hung out for a bit, I went home and ate some Taco Bell and played World of Warcraft. It's an interesting life I lead. Rave: Tomorrow is Turkey Day, and aside from getting to see my family and eating some awesome food, there is one thing I look forward to every year: Listening to Alice's Restaurant by Arlo Guthrie. "You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant."
Rave: 5 more hours of work and then it's a five day weekend. Fuck yes. Rant: My crazy ex is messaging me again. It's been over a year. At what point, after never getting a reply do you realize it's time to fuck off? Oh well, I guess it's better she's trying to contact me rather than my family like last time.
Rave: My girlfriend picked up a 6 week old siberian husky yesterday. I came home from work and it was sleeping next to the door. This is the first dog I've ever raised without my parents doing the leg-work. Luckily I don't have school or work today, so I've been able to hang with it all morning and I must say the first day teaching it all these new things is a pretty cool experience. She's a damn smart dog, so it's making my job easier. I just fear being one of those people who owns a dog that shits everywhere and barks all the time and never comes when you call it. Pictures to come.
RAVE: Going in to work early, hoping it's going to be a kickass night! RAVE: Southern Harmony and Musical Companion, specifically, My Morning Song, turned up to full volume, and fuck the neighbors. For you race fans: Dizzy found me last night Saw some kind of new light I woke up in a whirlwind Just you watch my head spin The spectacle that made you cry It's a thrill a minute plane ride It's over time at ring side, no lie March me down to the seven seas Bury me with a ruby ring Kiss me baby on an Easter Sunday day Make my haze blow away I hide I seek and I find Truth in a fable faith in a rhyme So why you want to bad talk me Are you surprised by what we see? Like the tables and the tides turn On my bed the emperor worn Is that enough for me, could be If music got to free your mind Just let it go cause you never know, you never know If your rhythm ever falls out of time You can bring it to me and I will make it alright And if your soul is let go Oh you never know, no you never know And if your heart is beating free For the very first time it'll be alright RAVE: Here's to hoping tonight's a 'Thrill A Minute Plane Ride." Happy Thanksgiving.
RANT: Someone hacked my mother's facebook profile and is instant messaging family and friends saying she lost all her credit cards and is stuck in Europe. They are asking for 1500 bucks for her to get home. They also hacked her e-mail so she can't change her FB password. DESPICABLE SCUMBAGS!
rant: It's been a week since I last moaned about my depression and still no change. Been doing my best to sleep and eat right, get some exercise and see friends and nothing, no improvement. I'm tired, I keep on telling myself that I've been through and felt worse and its always passed, that eventually I will feel better and all of these feelings of negativity, regret, guilt self loathing and hatred will go away and I will get back to being the relaxed, confident and fun person I usually am. Whats worse is now I'm stuck at home on my own. My friends are all busy or unreachable, the only person I've got who might be available is my ex.. Fuck. I guess the only thing sadder than that would be having an internet forum as my other outlet?.. Fuck
Rave: I love my job, but it can be weird some times. Today it was keeping a handle on a construction crew ripping up some pavement and doing excavation, and figuring out how some books illustrated by an awesome artist with great pissed off cartoons by him fit into the bibliographies (they didn't, so Unknown). Rant: I'm on call and they're working through the break. C'mon, Big Money, Big Money, No Gas Lines, No Gas Lines! Rave: Wandering aimlessly looking for something fun to do has again worked out well for me!