Rant: Just did badly on my Statistics II exam. I only needed a 60 to pass with a B. I'm not sure if I made it or not. Anything less then a B, I have to repeat the course. Rant: Too broke to drink at a bar.
RANT: I need to get my shit together. I'm not 300 pounds and homeless or anything, but I've just felt like my life has been in neutral for about a year now. So what do I do about it? Unlimited video game rentals at Blockbuster for $30 a month. Fuuuck. RAVE: Unlimited video game rentals!
rant The coyotes better show the fuck up to this game pretty soon. You fuckers make a million a year, help a dude make a couple hundred bucks. Rave. 5 on 3, make this happen bitches! edit rant. How do you fuck that up so badly... God damnit!
Rant/Rave: A rant because it's the end. A rave because it's amazing. I'm on the last episode of Firefly. It's a damn fucking shame this show was never given a real chance. Fuck Fox. They not only fucked up the best comedy of all time (Arrested Development), but they also fucked up this masterpiece of a show. Rave: Semester is almost over. I can't fucking wait for summer. Taking Physics and Chemistry in the same semester has completely drained my brain. I need a serious break from thinking.
Rant: What a fucking shitshow today was. Insomnia kept week awake until about one this morning. I wake up at 6 to go to work. Naturally, I'm dragging ass and grouchy when I show up. Of course, as soon as I show up, the phones start ringing as if each them contain a bomb that's going to detonate. A CEO for a client of ours calls and I'm lucky enough to pick up. After spending thirty minutes on the phone with him, I throw in the towel and schedule a visit for today. I head down and proceed to bang my head against a wall for two hours trying to get his fucking computer to work. As head banging really isn't working, we decide to get his data over to a spare laptop and I'll take his back to the shop to be rebuilt. How much data does he have? 93 gigabytes worth. 15 gigs worth of email, the rest illegally downloaded music and pictures from the various trips he's been on. His actual work data, not including his email, came out to about 5 gigs. Of course he wants me to transfer everything, never mind the fact that he's getting his laptop back on Thursday. I got there at 10 AM and didn't leave until 5. Ask any tech and they'll tell you that any time over an hour spent on a machine is wasted time. Fuck today. Rave: At least I'm not the only person who got shit on today. Rave: I have 9 bottles of Fat Tire in my refrigerator. I plan on drinking every single one of them and having a vicodin night cap. Good night.
Rant: Dogs got out of the yard while the wife and I were at her parents' for dinner, and they're gone. The little girls my wife teaches art to apparently decided to play in our back yard while waiting for their parents, and never latched the gate when they left. My wife never checked it before she put the dogs out when we left. I've told her I don't want kids back there in the first place, so I'm a little pissed right now. Luckily they're all microchipped, but this fucking sucks. I'm going to padlock that fucking gate and keep the only key. Damn animal shelter doesn't open until 11am, and police dispatch won't tell us if any dogs were picked up tonight, just that we have to wait and call the shelter in the morning. What next? So far today has been one continuous shit-storm. I don't know how it could get any worse, but it probably will.
Rant: Exam in an hour that counts for 1/12th of my final grade. I've prepared pretty well for it, so why the hell I am so fucking nervous? It doesn't make any sense.
RAVE: Yesterday went smooth as expected. RANT: There isn't a damn thing to do in this town after the bank closes. RANT: I hope I can milk the rest of the stuff I have to do so the day goes by somewhat fast. RAVE: Only a couple more days till I get to drink wine and watch movies with the most beautiful woman in the world.
Rave- Our adoption is finally going through and we should have our baby girl within a month or so. Rant- The adoption will take place in SLC, Utah and it make take a week out there to complete. What the fuck are we going to do in Salt Lake for a whole week? Polygamy watching?
Rant: Dudes that refuse to wear undershirts to work are a lesser species to me. Seriously, how do you walk out of the house in the morning, nappy ass chest hair (or lack thereof) hangin' out and think to yourself man I look money today, world watch out! I can't be alone on this; I just can't be. Rave: Fuck an undershirt. Caps jersey on, and of to the Nation's Capital in 3, 2, .....
Rave: Got my case presentation paper back yesterday. 100 with the comments, "Outstanding work! No suggestions for improvement." Here's hoping I can be equally dazzling with my research paper.
Rant: More fucking hoops to jump through. It's never-fucking-ending with this shit. And while I'm at it, fuck stupid rules that in no way whatsoever apply to my situation but are enforced anyway. Here goes another month of this...
Rant: Finally went to the dentist for the first time in two years. Mostly because of complicated HR crap, and getting the dental insurance worked out and finding a dentist that didn't scare me. Apparently flossing is important. Had to get a heavy Novocain shot, then a deep clean which apparently wrecks your mouth. Also have to have two cavities filled and 2 wisdom teeth pulled sooner than later. Other than that I'm dandy. So fucking excited. Rave: Dentist is cute, single and a huge sports fan. She talked about the draft and the upcoming season the whole 40 minute procedure. I was impressed and puzzled as how she is single...
Rave: One class down, four to go. Almost there! Rant: Lazy, worthless group members. Go fuck yourselves. Rave: Met the founder of Culver's today and will be touring a local brewery (Summit) on Friday. For once I'm in a student organization thats enjoyable.