Rant: We seem to be getting half a winter's worth of snow in two days. Rave: My 9 o'clock class was canceled. Rant: As of right now, my night class isn't. I'm really, really hoping it is, because my car is trash in the snow and it turns a 30 minute drive into basically a 90 minute one. I just do not feel like dealing with that.
Rave: I've decided to stop giving a fuck about friend boy. I'm tired of doing all the work. Rave: I'm going to go get drunk as shit Friday and have a good time.
Rant: I hate people that talk about the weather like its some kind of fascinating topic. Saying, "Yay snow, skiing!!!" or "Fuck! More snow" etc is fine but talking about the accumulation in your neighborhood at 6AM compared to another neighborhood two towns over at 7AM and how you haven't seen a storm like this since blah, blah, blah for twenty fucking minutes is over doing it. Rave: Yay, snow! Skiing! Rave: A simple grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup is one of the most delicious meals you can eat when you're baked.
Rave: Did our radio show last night and it went pretty well considering it was the first one we did. We had Henry Ramirez on, the head trainer for heavyweight Chris Arreola, and he carried forty minutes pretty well as we asked him questions about their fight against Tomasz Adamek on HBO on April 24th, Edwin Valero, and Pacquiao-Clottey as well as a mythical fight between Tommy Hearns and Mayweather, Jr. Henry also told us that he became Arreola's trainer when Chris was drunk and told him he wanted him to train him. Henry told him "Call me when you're sober". Rant: Need to work on the organization a bit and one problem we had was accidentally cutting each other off which would cause a few awkward seconds of silence. Need to work on a way to avoid that. Rave: I thought an hour was going to be tough to fill, but it turned out to be not enough. We didn't even do our Tyson-Douglas analysis because Henry seemed willing to stay on longer than the 20 minutes we had originally planned, and it worked pretty well. We almost ran out of time to sign off though, so again, the organization needs to be worked on. Also wasn't able to fit in any calls from listeners even though there were a few on the line. An hour and a half long show would be perfect but that means paying $30 a month to blogtalkradio. Weighing the options.
Rave: Date with a cutie this weekend. Rave: She's a Coors light rep (be jealous Blue Dog) Rant: I seem to have lost the ability to study.
Rave: Just saw a guy who looks exactly like Kevin G from Mean Girls. As a former mathlete, seeing cute nerds warms my heart.
Rant To my darling client; Please don't call me unless you know what you want. Twelve amendments to a proposal (a PROPOSAL, for christssake), four amendments to a confidentiality clause, no less than three phone calls a day updating me on when your boss's boss's boss is going to sign off... All for what is going to amount to DICK ALL in revenue at the end of the day, because the entire budget has been eaten up with proposal-writing. Do you even read what I send you? Or do you just automatically argue with it because the font's too small? Y'know what? Fuck you. Fuck you, fuck your phone calls, fuck your proposal and fuck your regulatory requirements. I hope the government nails your ass to the wall. Kind regards, Me.
RANT: Why the hell do people keep asking me to babysit their children? I am not a kid person, nor have I ever portrayed myself as a kid person. Furthermore, I drink like a fish and have a personality only slightly more appealing than a homicidal maniac's. I work 6 days a week, I don't want to spend my one free night with someone else's crotchlings. RAVE: I went on a blind date with a guy who is friends with the girl I work with. It was a massive clusterfuck, but one of the funniest experiences of my life. We went out to dinner and he spent most of the time talking about his love for Jimmy Buffett. Not just an enjoyment of his music (which would be unfortunate, but not a total dealbreaker) but the deep belief that Buffett's music changed his life and made him a better person. He went on and on about it and I was fucking dying. My ribs actually hurt from laughing so hard.
Rant- I relapsed on my illness as the antibiotics weren't strong enough. So I got two shots in the ass and another round of pills. No drinking, no toking, and I feel like a bag of ass. FML
Rave: Best girl and her daughter coming over with wine and I ordered pizza. We know how to party, I have a value pack of duct tape to make sure the children are seen, not heard.
Rant/Rave/I dunno- I realized something today. We haven't heard from Toytoy88 in quite some time. Was he banned? Did he go blind from drinking too much moonshine? Did he drink too much moonshine and piss off the sheriff? Did that whole not needing or wanting health care thing come back and bite him in the ass? Im really curious.
re- ToyToy88 One of you guys has to know his name, and the town he is from. Lets start checking obituaries and calling the jail. We need a vbookie event! Or at least a pole, and a creative story about why he is gone thread. Which should be funny until we learnt he truth.
Rave: Watching Canada kick the living shit out of the Russians. Leave no doubt! Rant: Stuck in shitty Springfield, TN while watching Canada kick the living shit out of the Russians.
Rave: I believe! Not in Miracles, but in the fact that the real Team Canada finally showed up. Rave: Richards - Toews - Morrow what a line! Rave: Every country has been put on notice. Do not fuck with OUR game.
Rave One of my female friends that I lost contact with for a couple years is doing internet porn now. Had a chance to catch up with her over dinner. Interesting conversation to say the least
Rave If the States wins the gold in hockey I believe hockey will have become America's game. Why? Well if this happens then we will have won the World Juniors and Olympics in Canada. People from North of the Border, you have officially been put on notice that your most prized and treasured past time is about to be taken from you by America.
Rave I am Canadian. I like what I see tonight. Rant Somebody must offically dig a grave and bury rock music. Why? Because whatever qualifies as "rock music" nowadays is pissing on said grave already. We are in dire need of another Seattle or US Festival revolution, because we are losing out to unrepentantly pussy-whipped metrosexual "bands" like Down With Webster and Faber Drive: Bands that should be put against a peppered wall and shot dead for sucking so much fucking ass.