Rave: I found a Christmas tin of frosted brownies on my porch when I got home last night. Saw it was from my neighbors and immediately had one. It was fantastic. 10 minutes later I had another and was just about to go for a 3rd (hey fat kids love cake) and my phone rang. It was my neighbor John calling to tell me that he forgot to write that they were "special" brownies on the card. Oh shit son. I'm still high as fuck right now. Damn there hippies grow good bud. Rave/Rant: Biggest career decision of my life needs to be pondered, examined, and then placed into action first thing in 2011. The question from my boss and principle owner of the company was what it would take for me to double sales for one of our flagging divisions in the next 12 months (on top of doing everything else I currently do). My answer (as of the moment, still a lot of thinking to do on this) is that I can accomplish it for a 30% ownership stake in the division and complete operational control of it as well. I'm at an age where I have zero desire and drive to build another company for someone else regardless of the straight monetary compensation. Rant: My dog has developed a cat shit addiction. Fucker leaps baby gates and busts through doors to get at the shit. I leave him for 6 days and this is what happens! It's intervention time.
Rant: Brother's flight yesterday was canceled, rescheduled and then delayed a couple of times. He's still here, but by the time the plane landed, we just came home, ate and called it a night. It's great that he's here, but he's only here until Monday and it sucks that we've already lost a day. Rave: My dog hasn't seen my brother in just over a year. I wasn't sure if Bowser'd remember him. He spent about 2 minutes barking and being standoffish before he tried to lick my brother's face off. It was funny to watch. Rave: Unusually small workload this morning. That's usually a sign that something went wrong last night, but everything's accounted for. While it's hardly a Christmas miracle, it appears as though I've caught a break this morning.
Ravey-Rave-Rave: Yesterday my boss told me to try to change my flight to an earlier one so I could spend more time with my family. New flight is 12 hours earlier! Whooo!
Rant: 'Most wonderful time of the year' my balls. Maybe if you're not a mental fuck up, but the pressure to be happy at Christmas just hammers home all the shit I've had to deal with/caused. Rave: Should get to see the shrink mid-January. Small things, eh?
Rant: What the fuck is wrong with people? (1st world problems) Spoiler I live in the South, but I love to snow ski. I choose to spend my vacations in the Rocky Mountains, and work hard to be able to do that. Every year, when I come back from my annual family ski vacation, my buddies always say how they'd love to be able to ski out West sometime, rather than the little North Carolina slopes. So, this year, my family is not going, and I've worked it out so I can offer a FREE place to stay. And, I have a companion airline certificate I can use, and offered to help one of my poorer buddies out by letting him use that. (So, if you're playing at home, that's FREE accomodations and FREE airfare for him.) I've extended five invitations to my friends. That was 3 weeks ago. So far, I've gotten 1 no, 1 maybe, 2 ? (what's between a no response and a maybe), and 1 no response. It's 2 1/2 months from now! I've got to buy my plane ticket, you morons. Fuck 'em.
Rant 1: Half our CSRs called in today on a day when we really need them because they wanted an extra day off. So now I get to answer the calls and listen to angry people bitch about how I personally ruined Christmas because they ordered late. Rant 2:Why is it so hard for people to look to see if the item they ordered is in stock? This is the #1 call I have been getting this morning. "Why the hell hasn't my order I placed on the 22nd of December shipped? I need this for Christmas" "The item isn't in stock" "Yes it was" "That item sold out on December 4th. The follow up emails would have also indicated it was out of stock" "It said it was in stock" "That is impossible for it to have said that" "I want to speak to a manager" "I am one" (Technically a lie, as I don't manage Customer Service or sales) "You ruined Christmas"
Rant: Holy shit babies are annoying. Some little fucker in my building has been crying its eyes out the last three hours. SHUT THE FUCK UP. I want to go smother the damn thing.
Rave: Phone interview went well today. It was kind of hard to screw up though. Mostly just softball questions to make sure you aren't a retard. Got scheduled for a skills test and more formal interview on Monday. Rant: Have to take more time off my current job to make this interview. Then there's apparently another 3rd interview afterwards. Is 3 interviews really necessary? Fuck.
It's hard to believe but I'm not a very Christmasey type of person. I hate to shop anytime of the year so naturally I waited to buy one single gift until yesterday. I was quick, efficient and now outside one gift card I can get at the grocery store (thank god they carry a buttload of those things there) I am done. Everything is already wrapped and I can no longer only see the tree stand under the tree. Kinda nice. Today a GF surprised me by stopping by the office and giving me a gift. Knowing she and her man are smack dab in the midst of wedding planning and money is extremely tight for them it just makes the gesture that much more special. Last weekend another GF, knowing I had no intention of getting one, snuck by my place while I was at my Moms and left a cute little tree and a goodie bag. It was completely unexpected and to be honest I was moved and had no words to convey how it made me feel. I guess I'm feeling some holiday spirit because these things made me reflect a bit on what wonderful friends I have and how lucky I am in that regard. Now, back to your regular shit, piss, fuck, whore, cheating wenches, dogs and drinking, posting. Tiny rant, huge rave.
Rave: The Guy's bottle will be finished at the engraver's tomorrow. YAY for having an uber awesome present for him this year. Rant: Bah. motherfucking. humbug. Holiday traffic and drivers can suck my butt.
Rave: Since I probably won't be back on here until Tuesday, Merry Christmas TiB (and, uh, Happy Boxing Day to you Canadians--whatever that is).
Rave A plus to being around my mom is having an endless amount of Xmas cookies and food at every moment of the day....damn, I'm monging out this weekend. I guess it makes up for all the constant bickering. Rave Best bud is in town, case of GL Christmas Ale is cold...should be a good night out. Rant Done with Xmas shopping for the fam....done on a budget with me being out of work and all, I still did good despite. Still trying to do whatever it takes to make it through the holidays.
Rave: Surgery went well. I passed put shortly after being transferred to the OR bed. I woke up to the cute doc finishing my cast and asking me to wiggle my toes. Everyone was really nice and professional Rant: except for the nurse in the step-down room. She acted put out because I was shaking, felt nauseous and my doc hadn't left discharge notes. Sorry, hon. Didn't mean to make you work 5 min past your shift ending. She also neglected to give me a slipper for my cast (something I actually need and is included in my monster bills) and kept calling me the wrong name. I was too out of it to notice, and my mom just went along with everything the nurse was saying. Rant: Painkillers aren't fun like I thought they would be. Why are people addicted to these? They just make me sleepy during the day/wide awake in the middle of the night. Every time I take a pill my mom goes into a shpiel about kidney damage. Rave: The best part is sleeping in my parents' badass bed and my family feeding me. I defj itely don't eat like this living alone.
Rave: Got all of my grades, straight A's again. Had some concerns, but apparently I am much more harsh on myself than my professors are on me. If I were grading myself, I don't think I'd have straight A's. I don't know if this bodes well for me or not. P.S. whomever was giving me shit via rep for possibly getting a B, fuck you. I'm too lazy to look up who it was (I'm aware of the irony). Rave: Wife just got off work and will be home in about 25 minutes. She doesn't have to work again until Monday. Friday and Saturday are going to be pretty busy days, but I'm still pretty excited. Spoilered for length and anyone who isn't interested: Spoiler Christmas has always been my favorite holiday. Christmas Eve party at my parents' house around 4 PM with a ton of awesome food (my Dad's Italian Beef is especially amazing) and baked goods. Then off to a midnight service with the in-laws, before heading home. Christmas morning with just the wife and I exchanging our gifts, before we head over to the in-laws to exchange gifts there. If we have time, we'll stop at my brother's house before heading to my wife's aunt's house. Then, after dinner and another brief gift exchange with her extended family (grab-bag type thing), back to my brother's house for his annual Christmas Game night. We all get shitfaced and play games, whether it be board games or Wii games. Probably going to sleep at my brother's house that night, then get up early the day after Christmas, make breakfast for everyone (I plan to bring what is necessary to make Biscuits and Gravy), visit with my folks when they come by to drop off my brother's kids (they're staying at my parents' house Christmas night), then finally back home some time Sunday afternoon. It will be a very long couple of days, but fuck will it be fun. I think we'll be home for about 7 hours between 4PM Christmas Eve and noonish the day after Christmas, and that is if we don't stick around at my brother's house to watch football. Rave: Nothing to really rant about.
RAVE Grandpa gave me a Russian style fur hat from when he was in the army stationed in Germany. This is vodka chugging, bear killing manheadwear. Why did the Germans invade Russia? To get their hands on just one of these fucking head huggers. I can't even explain how awesome this hat is and how much snatch I'm going to hammer as a result of simply wearing this hat. Picture will follow when I get a chance and I'm sobered up enough to work the camera.
RAVE: It is Christmas eve here on the east coast of the states and I am working today. Why is this a rave you may ask? Not because I have shitty family, but because for the last couple of days they have been building a new house next door to mine, and I am looking out my window a poor soul mixing and laying concrete, freezing his ass off at 7:30 in the A of M while I sit inside cozily working at my office desk. Don't get me wrong, I feel bad for the guy, but seeing his situation compared to mine made me feel a whole lot better about having to work Christmas eve. Merry Christmas TIB!
Rant: What the fuck happened to the high school fund raiser present wrapping tables that use to be in the malls? I really need one of those. Or I'll just buy a bunch of gift bags and cram everyone's presents in there. They make trashbag sized ones right? I need to fit a compound saw in one for my pops. Rant: Puppy does not care if I'm hungover and hurting. Puppy wants to play. But first he wants to bark in my face. Fuck he's loud.