Rant: I woke up sick at 3 this morning. Rant: Since it's one of the busiest days of the year I couldn't call in to work, so I went in at 4:45. Rant: Got bitched out because of a miscommunication. When I say miscommunication I mean that I was very clear and they chose to hear what they wanted instead of what I actually said. Rant: Mom called me this morning and that ended in a yelling match. Fuck this day. Rave: Nowhere to be until this evening, I plan on drinking away my problems.
Rant: So I've been in the top tier of staff for a major national LARP for the last 9 years or so and today me and a couple of other guys finally resigned after the owner screwed us over again. A lot of time and effort and stress seems somehow hollow and wasted now. It sucks, even though it was the right call to make and we'll move on.
Rave: This is a hard time of the year for me (and a lot of people). Months of having my depression kick in and take over. Some of you may know this through my rants-you've listened to me bitch and moan about everything I've had going on in my life, and all I've done is wallow in self pity. It's only really just hit me that for a group of people who pride themselves on being drunken degenerates, you're actually a group of the kindest, nicest and most intelligent people I've never met. Seriously-all those of you who have taken the time to listen to my shit and to offer me advice and help I am truly grateful-I wish you all nothing but the best, and if I can ever return the favour just let me know. Stay classy, TiB.
Ssssshhhhh Bob Trousers, you're letting our secrets out! We are drunk, and judgmental and mean and unfriendly and uncaring and...yeah. Shush. Rave: At the office but only until 1. I'm done and it's all wrapped. Heading to my Moms at 4. She's serving a ham. Rant: I hate ham and she knows it, yet every damn year it's ham. Happy Holidays everyone. Be good.
Rant: the boy is leaving on a roadtrip tomorrow with his folks to see his grandfather in Cali. He will be gone for 10 days. What am I going to do with myself!? Rave: I will have lots of time to work out, I guess...
Minor Rant: Snow. We only live 2 blocks from my parents' house. We originally planned to just walk over there tonight to save them a parking spot (lots of people go, lots of cars) and save us the trouble of getting blocked in when we need to leave earlier than others. Besides, walking 2 blocks isn't usually a big deal. Now, wife doesn't want to walk because of the snow (I don't think she wanted to walk anyway, this just gives her a convenient excuse), and I'm not looking forward to getting up early Christmas morning to shovel/use the snow-thrower. Plus, when it snows like this, we're not supposed to park in the streets. Finally, the wife hates (hates hates hates hates hates, I cannot overstate how much she hates) driving in the snow at night, so I will be driving us to and from church tonight, which means no drinking at the party. Rave: I suppose I did want a white Christmas.
Rave: It's my birthday! Yay! Going out to dinner in a couple of hours with this gorgeous blonde girl that I've been seeing over the past few weeks. After that, who knows? So excited. Fuck yes.
Super Rave: I got the LOST Complete Series Collector Set from my parents for Christmas. Hell yes. Now I have to find all the secret stuff.
I originally sent this in a rep, but I know depression (and similar diseases) are insanely common, and serious, and I have a feeling that Trousers isn't alone in this, so it may be beneficial for more of y'all to hear: Around this time of year, put it in perspective. Know that depression is chemical, not just "in your head," and that it's perfectly ok to feel worse around this time of year. The holidays are a legitimate trigger, as they put your problems under a magnifying glass which you use to compare them to the perceived greenness of the grass on the other side of the street. There is absolutely nothing wrong with feeling sad, even for those who don't have an actual onset of depression. But, there are things you can do to better it. Alcohol, is goes without saying, is not one of them (it's a severe depressant). Exercise, more so than you normally would. Watch some uplifting movies. Try or even make a new recipe. Work on your house. Create something, anything, whether it's with your hands or your with your pen. Call up someone you haven't talked to in a while/kind of hate. Stay busy. It sounds corny, but donate to charity. My wife has depression, and we gave to the local animal shelter. That helped her. A few days ago I had one of the doctors who saved my life, kill himself after a holiday-induced worsening of his depression. That was a few days ago. No one wants to go to a funeral, especially just days before Christmas; it makes us even more mad at you. Trust me. (And for the more-common symptoms, no one wants to see you sad, either). My wife has depression. I still have severe PTSD. We both have found solutions. You should too. Rave: It's Christmas morning, I'm about to go open presents, and I feel a little better knowing I might have maybe helped someone slightly improve their mood with that.
Rave: I get to spend all day today reading, relaxing and basically doing nothing until Christmas dinner, which at my parents' age and environment (retirement community) is like 3:00. This is the calm before the storm, as I have to resume packing and meeting with movers and people buying some of my furniture starting tomorrow. Hope you're all enjoying visiting with family, getting drunk, or getting drunk with family, whichever suits your particular situation best.
RANT: I'm ranting because I can't rant about what crappy gifts I got without sounding like a brat..but I still didn't get my shower radio! REALLY!!?? Why even ask me what I wanted if you don't plan on getting it for me? Double Rant: Love the PS3 game Vanquish, hate the challenge mode. Levels 1 and 2 were difficult. 3 and 4 are freakishly impossible. I don't want to even think about 5.
Rant: People are dumb. About 4 times every day someone buzzes my apartment and then realizes they meant to buzz a different one. Once in a blue moon I can understand, but how hard is it to just press right button? Jeebus.
RAVE: For a Holiday I hate, Christmas was awesome! The Slagwhore actually dropped my twins off for my first Christmas with them. The twins, and the fiances daughter, had a blast opening all of their gifts. (Although the gifts of clothing were quickly opened, and discarded.) I am typing this post on my brand new lap top! The kids holiday pictures actually turned out really well. (Their photographer was better at her job than I will ever be at anything other than drinking.) The fiance, parents, and future mother in law all really seemed to enjoy the gifts I picked out for them. Oh non holiday RAVE: Kids are all asleep. Time for some relaxation!
RAVE: for christmas cheer!!! Merry christmas to you all. Rant: I wish I had cool family who would drink with me. Rave: Jack and ccoke. Hell yearh!!!
RANT: 2 of my sisters and my mom are all sick and vomiting and I hope its not from something we ate for Christmas dinner, cause its not like I have the strongest stomach. I don't want to get fucking sick... RAVE: Its so nice to be able to talk to my family and friends about my job and be actually excited and enthused about what I was telling them as opposed to Thanksgiving when I was professionally miserable. RAVE: I got an awesome vest that I will be rocking for our company Christmas party and most likely catch the eye of every attractive female in the company...or so I plan. RANT: My nearly 3 month dry spell has finally gotten in my head. Its largely self inflicted as I had 3-4 viable options in the last month alone that I was just not enthused enough to invest the time in/care. Then I was caught up in the holidays, and being pumped about my new job and how much of the rest of my life is quality right now that it got pushed out of sight and out of mind. Out at the bar on Thursday night, seeing 2 girls I actively lusted after in HS have only gotten better looking and then having plenty of time to sit and ponder as my family all goes to bed 2 hours before me has pushed me to the point of probably breaking my "only hook up with girls you are proud of, slumping or not". Oh well...
RANT I actually got into the face of a lady in the row in front of us at "True Grit". She asked...fuck it...who cares...I balled a fist to her and her husband and her 20 yr old son. Why? She asked us if we were going to keep speaking "during the credits". Why yes, KUNT, we are...since the movie hasen't even started, you fetted whore... RAVE Puppy. I'll send a pic, but I don't want to be that "person". Nonetheless, I love Quarro. He's the best.
Saw Tron: Legacy tonight. Great visually, great soundtrack and HOLY SHIT OLIVIA WILDE IS FUCKING HOT. I would do terrible, criminal things to that girl if I ever got her alone. Everything else about it was "meh."
12" of snow? Are you kidding? If my flight home isn't canceled BEFORE I drive an hour and a half to the airport I am going to be pissed. On the plus side, if my flight is canceled I suppose I don't have to go stare at a computer screen all day tomorrow, to start what will undoubtedly be one of the slowest weeks of the year at work. I'll have to work (not work) from Florida. Force majeure bitches.
Rant Can we just go back to calling female actors "actresses" again? Jesus. It is not sexist to say that Julia Roberts is a bad actress, instead of a bad actor in a leading female role. Fuck off.