Rant/Rave: My 19 year old cousin Corey is coming to stay with me while he checks out colleges in the area. By all accounts he's a pretty good kid but he could legitimately be a character on the Jersey Shore despite the fact that he was raised exclusively in Bayville, LI NY. He had excellent grades all through high school until senior year and his parents put him into prep school so he could get into some better schools. Did well in prep and is looking at a few schools up here and in VT. Other than the fact that he's a pseudo-guido (we're Irish, Russian, and German. No Italian here) and is still a little thuggish I think he's a pretty cool kid. When he drops his persona I'm always impressed by the way he carries himself. I can easily picture him running a big company or being in politics if he wants once he grows up. He'll be with me for at least two weeks, one of which I'll be in NC/SC for. I've decided to have another buddy watch my house that week so Corey doesn't have a house party while I'm gone. Should be an interesting couple of weeks.
RAVE: Moments of inspiration that come out of nowhere. Driving along to work this morning, and all of a sudden 'BAM!?!?!?!' I'm hit with an awesome idea for a story. It's very rare that I get such a flash, in such an almost complete 'here's the entire story, beginning to end' fashion, but the one I got is pretty damn close to it. RAVE: Looking forward to writing it out. Yes, I'm a nerd. I'm well aware of that. And I'm ok with it.
Rave: Finally started working out again after about a 6 month hiatus. RantI feel like a weak piece of shit and I'm sore as fuck.
Rave: Finally understanding the simple bits NMR spectroscopy now I've actually taken the time to learn it. It's only the final year of my BSc. Rant: The exam is in 13 hours and I've still got shit loads to learn.
Rant: I'm in university and my prof just handed out a crossword for us to do in class. Rant: We have to hand it in.
Rave! Had a pilonidal cyst excision today. Procedure went wonderfully and I was a hit with the nurses in the recovery room. They found me funny, charming, and generally a great patient. Rave Morphine! Rave! Hydrocodone! Rave All day XBOX and a mother that is making me homemade chicken and rice soup!
Rave: Just waiting for the written offer for the job in Ohio. Packing has already commenced. Have a 2nd job lined up as a doorman at a bar in Cincinnati, gonna be paid under the table. Cheaper cost of living + 2 jobs = being able to get back on my feet that much quicker. Rant: The whole process of moving 2400 miles is gonna blow ass, but growns up do what we have to get ahead.
Rant: Still unemployed, 7 months after finishing a degree in Politics. That must explain it Rant: The girlfriend is assuming I'm moving "soon" for another job. Um.. I don't have a job or even a job interview so how am I moving.. for a job? She's crying her eyes out as I type this probably.. ugh Rave: Beer!!
Rant: Fuck me and my insomnia. Rave: 3 day weekend ahead. You know what that means. I'll be drunk for 4 days straight. This is highly necessary.
Rant: I cannot stop coughing. I feel sorry for those that have to listen to my sports updates on the radio this week. I would have called in sick, but as luck would have it, our morning news guy is hacking and coughing too. Rave: Today is essentially a 'half-day' at work because of the radio auction that runs from 8 AM - 4 PM. With any luck I should be out of here in four hours, and on the couch with chicken soup and a movie.
Rant: Kids rose at 5 am, meaning my run is postponed. Rave: I opt for yoga at least and the boys join in. There is nothing more adorable than 2 little boys in Ironman and WallE briefs trying to hold poses. Rant: Their father asked me if I "was trying to turn them gay." Yes, those words left his lips. Is stupidity contagious? You heard it here first, folks, you can TURN a man gay by teaching him to be in harmony with his body.
Jesus, didn't you know that? Rant: I woke up WELL past my alarm this morning. It was quite the struggle to make the bus on time. I then had to sit next to a smelly bum in which I could only describe the smell as Sour, Expired, Chicken Breasts. Rave: Girl from NYE comes into town tomorrow. I'm excited to show her off a bit to my friends. I plan on picking her up and throwing her against the wall (in a sexual way of course) the minute she walks in...
Rant: I'm sick as well. This is a strange on though, I have a cold, a cough and stuffy head but I feel somewhat comfortable. I'm fairly certain that it's the holidays catching up on me, although, I've kept it pretty easy for the last two weeks (Ie: No drinking). Rave: At least I'm not the only one. Ha! Fuckers. If I'm going down, so is everyone else. Rave/Rant: Bass is going really well. Although, I managed to put a large bruise and blister on my thumb from slapping (I'm going to be the next Les Claypool there Shegirl, just you watch) and the guy teaching me is pretty impressed with my skillz as well, which is a huge confidence booster. Also, for the first time in a couple of years, I've found something new that I love doing; It's pretty much all I can think of when I'm at work and it's all I want to do when I'm at home. My friend Sean and I are starting a band up, we've got a guitarist who's moving back into town in Feb and we have a chick who is pretty good at singing. It's going to be interesting to see where this goes. Rant: My one fucking roommate is such a turd. I like living in a clean house, I lived in a pigsty when I was living with my ex and I fucking hated it. I'm not OCD or anything but I don't like a huge mess, one where you have to walk over piles of clothes in order to get somewhere or there's a mountain of dishes. My roommate on the other hand doesn't seem to give a shit. Normally, I wouldn't be bothered by it, you scratch my back and I'll scratch yours type of shit. All I've asked is he sweeps and mops the floor, which is a 15 minute job if you get right into it - it's been two weeks. Oh well, fuck him. It's strange that he's such a dirty kid for being a nurse.
Rant: I am soooo bored, classes can't start soon enough. Rave: Christmas $ + birthday $ + sale at Polo website + sister's 35% employee discount = new spring wardrobe.
Rave: Off to my first job interview since graduating in May. Rave: I don't feel nervous at all. Rant: Is that bad?
Rave: Classes don't start until Tuesday. Rave: It's 29 degrees out... Heat wave! Rave: Drinking and watching Once Upon a Time in the West with a roommate today. Partying hard tonight. God bless winter break!
RANT: This day is going slow as hell. I want to get this done so I can get out of this damn bank and go have some fun! RANT: Stop fucking texting me every 15 god damn minutes. My life isn't here to entertain you. I don't talk to my closest friends this much so leave me the fuck alone for a day or two. Rave: In a few hours I'll be chillin with the old man drinking a beer! Rave: Ang actually misses me I think.....makes me feel special!