Rave: I had a dream last night that it was Halloween, and everyone I know who I've ever seen in costume was there. I was dressed as a slutty t-rex. It was awesome, but man is my subconscious a weird place. Rant: I get the best Halloween ideas at the wrong time of the year.
RANT: WEBCAMS are fun! RAVE: Another blizzard today! That made for a very easy day at work and an excuse to drink hot brandy the minute I got home RANT: Shoveling. Fuck shoveling.
Rant: I apparently missed the webcam orgy with Pimptress' fine ass. Bring on the MFM jokes. You bunch of turds. Rant: Winter is back. Snow = white death.
Rave: Ran into a former coworker at the bar today. I asked him how he liked working with "Nina", my former friend/roommate/coworker after her promotion. Not surprisingly, she is still suffering from a chronic case of bitchitis. I sagely advised him of several ways to counteract the crazy. Reminiscing pretty much made my evening.
RAVE: Holy shit, my fiancé and I are homeowners. Well, barring unforseen sewage disaster, but all the inspections look good. The place is awesome, and we are incredibly lucky. San Francisco, we're coming home soon! RANT: I still have to work on this godforsaken consulting project for a client who has his head shoved up his ass for another 2 months. It's not even payback that we're working on major strategy for a Fortune 250 company, since we aren't allowed to speak to anyone ever about said work for said company. Yes, I just name dropped that shit, or as close as I can get. Why, do you ask? I may have neglected to mention that this our "master's thesis" and therefore we are not getting paid. I can't even process how many tens of thousands of dollars of work our client is pumping out of our sorry asses. RANT: I am having problems sleeping because I can't shut off the my brain and its endless noodling on furniture and rugs and decor and registry and wedding and remodeling and... and... and... RAVE: I am one big Stuff White People Like/First World Problems cliché.
I may or may not have gotten drunk instead of finishing my lab. But it's not due til 5pm tomorrow, so it's totally fine, right? I'll call that a rave.
Rant: It's Australia day, AKA Bogan day, AKA Hottest 100 day, and I'm sitting in a hot, humid room with no airconditioning and no beer. I didn't want to go to the party that all my friends are going to for a few reasons, so I instead made plans with a photographer friend to go take some photos. I spoke to him this morning and he isn't free until five oclock in the god damn afternoon. And since I have to drive, and the police will be out in force, I can't so much as look at a beer until I get home. Christ I make some bad decisions sometimes.
RANT: Guy I've done a lot of work for is filing for bankruptcy. He's a really good guy and we did a lot of work together the last two years. RAVE: We're pretty much even. If he owes me any money it's negligible. RAVE: Got full creative license working on the marketing material for a haunted house up in Douglasville, GA. I can't believe the fucking gory/satanic/offensive shit I'm getting away with on this one. RAVE: I get a percentage of the gate AND free web hosting out of the deal. Gotta know how to negotiate. RANT: I don't feel like taking a shower. Haven't been to the office since Thursday, and maybe taken two showers since then and I smell like sex.... Haven't shaved either. I'm not shaving. RANT: Sink is full of dishes and I'm comfortably sitting here not wanting to do them. Aqua Teen Hunger Force is on. I'm gonna get woken up at 3 if they're not done. RANT/RAVE My favorite CD, Cranium-Speed Metal Sentence, is apparently worth $100 or more used. Since Necropolis went under 7 years ago, it's become a hot commodity. Burning it and putting it on ebay. Apparently, some of my old import Scandinavian metal CDs from the 90s are worth some cash. I'm so broke I really need to sell'em.
Rave: I am going to save $125 by buying my Chem textbook as an e-book. Rant: I returned the physical book on Thursday, and they STILL have not credited my card with the $205 they owe me. This is the second time the bookstore has fucked me like this. Double Secret Mega Rant: I can't buy Mass Effect 2 until the transaction goes through. I am going to have to contemplate murdering the entire staff at the bookstore if I am not able to pick up my preorder tomorrow.
Rant: I got an invite from a new guy I'm lusting for. I put him off as I was hoping to see last week's boy, since he is a proven commodity. I got "date ready" and waited and waited and....... I never heard back from door #1 and door #2 went out since I didn't commit. I'm all smooth and soft, horny as hell and have no one to share it with. So I finally contacted door #3, who I'm not really into, but thought I would do in a pinch. He was happy to oblige and I made the arrangements to go see him. At the last second he pissed me off and I canceled. This whole having a stable thing I'm trying is not as wonderful as I thought it would be. (and before you all start calling me a bitch and a whore, every single guy I'm seeing or may see are 100% aware that I'm seeing other people - in fact, they all are as well.) Fuck this - It's 11:45 I'm going drinking with a girlfirend who got stood up tonight. Rave: At least I'm not Durbanite. Rave: WEBCAMS ARE FUN!
RAVE: Wives are MORE fun than webcams! RANT: The kids have been home from school the last two days. RAVE: I'm not Durbanite.
Rave: Had a wicked day of drunkeness. Rant: Got home and nothing to eat and not one drink left in the house. Rave: Still have one more day off. Rant: Have to go back to work on Thursday.
RANT: Have been at work since 2am, as we're doing some beta testing with 5k users. RAVE: The shit I designed hasn't blown up, and seems to be working as expected, within 10% of estimates. Nice to see 10 months of hard work doing what it's supposed to do. RANT: It's going to be a long 2 days of hovering over this shit and ensuring it runs smoothly, and I'm already tired.
Rant: Clients. I know you 'don't understand' why the Plaintiff filed against you, despite the fact that I've explained it to you 300 times. I know 'you don't want to' comply with discovery. You have to. Or enjoy the default. God, clients really annoy me sometimes.
Rant: Been hanging out with this good female friend of mine a lot recently and the vibe has been weird. I've always wanted to fuck her but I never got that vibe from her...until recently. We've been going to bars and commonly after a few drinks we start talking about sexual things and I drop a clever line or two and she actually responds in a way that I think she wants it. One night, we were out with a few other friends and I actually had to go to work at 11 30 PM that night and I was a little buzzed and pretty lifted from smoking a blunt and I made a "joke" about fucking her and she said "You should just call me when you get off work at 7. Just bring me a Red Bull." Well I wasn't sure if she was kidding or not because she has been saying shit like this for awhile and when I go with it she ends up saying how it would hurt our friendship too much otherwise she would fuck my brains out. For the life of me I can't think up a good counter argument. Anyone?
Rave: Nutella on a banana is my new favorite mid-day snack. Rant: Our customer service girl gave her 2 week notice. She was good at her job and made my life easier. Rave: There'll be lots of new eye candy traipsing through the office over the next couple weeks while they conduct interviews to replace her. Rave: During our strategic planning meeting yesterday I drifted off and started day dreaming about skiing out west. When my boss asked me what new markets I was planning on developing this quarter I named off a bunch of places in those ski regions. He thought they were great ideas.
Rant: My class sucks, no one will answer questions and apparently I've answered to many. My teacher will ask a question, and everyone will just sit and stare at him for an hour until I raise my hand. I raise my hand to answer my teacher says " Lets get someone else." So Now I have to come to class, but I'm not allowed to participate.
RANT. I used to park in a parking garage next to my office. I sent them a 30-day notice in July 2009 that I was canceling my account. Yesterday, I received a letter stating that I owe $805 for the last 7 months of parking. I don't know how or why they didn't process my cancellation, and I can't get it through to them that it's criminal to charge me for their mistake. The fact that I've been calm about this leads me to believe that I must have an aggressive brain tumor.
RANT idiot, fucking clients. Oh the rate of 5%seems really high to you??? Even though that is the lowest it had been in forty fucking years before this whole mortgage mess? Oh your house appraised low? How about that?? have you ever watched CNN or do you have any clue what is going on in the Real Estate market currently?? or maybe didn't someone TELL YOU that you thought the value was too high? That someone being ME. RAVE Redtube.