Rant: I was just about to step outside to take the dog on a walk, and it starts pouring. If that wasn't bad enough, it changes to hail five minutes later. And this is from a day that started out sunny. Damn schizophrenic Oregon weather! Rave: Red Dead Redemption! Virtual cow-herding is almost as hard as real cow-herding. Rant: My TV volume is broken so it's like a ghost controlling my volume when I'm playing. Very distracting.
RANT: I'm sorry your friend got a DUI. I'm sorry you had to get hassled by the cops. That is not reason to wake my ass up out of bed to tell me the lame fucking story of how you got wasted and got into a fight, and kicked out of... wait for it... a Chilis (which I didn't even know was possible). Fuck your friends for then calling EVERY HOUR FROM 3-8 about it, and you being too drunk to be woken up by the phoneS that are ringing. Some of us weren't taking today off. Then, asking me to call people to cover for you? Helllllll no. RANT: Since your car isn't at the house, don't be a bitch about getting up when I am getting up an hour early so we can go get your car, which never happens. RANT: Poor girl that got the DUI was supposed to leave for a cruise today. Oh well. RAVE?: Since I've been WORKING so late, I went to bed about 9 last night, so got at least a good 4 solid hours... RAVE: Just got this text, "I can't stop throwing up ". At least you're suffering. RANT: Probably feeling sorry for yourself.
Rant Saved up some money and upgraded my queen bed with new sheets, pillows, downcomforter, the like. I go to remake my bed and none of them fit - they're all too big, saggy, flowing over the edge. WTF? Turns out I don't have a queen sized bed. I have a full. FML.
Rant: Fuck my phone, fuck it in it's stupid ass! I've had my Blackberry Storm2 since November or December, clearly I should have got a Droid but I had had a Blackberry before and liked it. It really didn't give me too much of a problem until recently but once it started it sure hasn't stopped. First when I went to watch a video on youtube the volume would shut off, for some reason it was acting like I had plugged headphones into it. This isn't that big of a deal, it's definitely not a necessity but it still pissed me off. Now it's doing the same thing when I'm talking on the phone, it thinks there is a headset plugged in and I can't hear who I'm talking to and they can't hear me. Sometimes if I switch it to speaker and switch it back it will work. It doesn't do this everytime I'm on the phone but it's doing it often enough that it's ridiculous. I expect to be able to use my phone to talk to people, I don't think that's asking for too much. Just now I had to do a battery pull because the motherfucker wouldn't let me open up a text message. If it wouldn't cost me $350 to terminate my contract I would have thrown this piece of shit phone out the window already.
I'm currently sitting on a plane with rob zombie, fred durst and godsmack. Only fred durst is in first class. I'm in first class. That makes me better than rob zombie and godsmack combined!
Rant: So with all the work I had to do for my other classes, my music theory class got left behind. I am so fucked for that class.
RAVE: Truck's packed, and we leave in 5 hours for the cabin on the lake and the booze and the food and the lack of internet and lack of cell coverage. See you in 5 days, you fuckers!
You want to know why Jimmy Kimmel is the greatest late night show out there right now? Slayer is the musical act. There is a circle pit in the crowd. This shit would just not happen on other shows.
Rave: GPA last semester: 3.94. I am smrt. What I don't get: My grades were A, A, A, A+, A-. I know why you don't get extra points for an A+, yet lose them for an A-, but it still pisses me off. A 100 percent and a 90 percent average out to a 95, clearly an A, clearly a 4.0. No, I'm not really complaining, it would have been cool to get that 4.0 though. My cumulative is now 3.77. And I drink most nights of the week! And I used to be a roofer! Another would-be Rave is that I have nothing really to do for the next two weeks at all, except for: Rant: Due to some drunken shenanigans last weekend, I'm pretty sure I fractured or sprained some part of my foot. Can barely walk on it, starting to swell up terribly. The bad part is it has gotten steadily worse since it happened last Friday. At first I was like, whatevs, but now I'm like, ouch. So where I could be surfing every day, I'm now struggling to get to the store for beer and cigarettes. So... with that free time: Rave: Made a bad ass little rub today, and ...rubbed that shit all over a 5 pound pork shoulder. Gonna let it sit overnight and slow cook that fucker all day tomorrow getting drunk as fuck: Rant: Probably by myself...
Rant: We've been short-staffed for 2 weeks now due to a coworker's vacation and it's been fucking hectic. Rave: Today's going quite well, though. I'm in a great mood and I'm getting a lot of work done when I'm not posting here. I'm ready for a quiet, stressless weekend.
RANT: the girl who was my only prospect for getting laid any time soon started dating someone at her school. This shouldn't be a huge deal, but like I said, she was my only prospect. eff my ell.
If I can get through the next week without suckerpunching someone it'll be a Christmas miracle. Fuck lazy-ass bitches who give you attitude after being called out.
Rave: So awhile back I posted about my wife and I getting pregnant. Unfortunately about 7 weeks in we lost the baby. We gave it a little while and were pregnant shortly there after. Well we just had the nine week ultrasound today, and I've been very nervous looking forward to this day. I didn't want to see my wife the way I did when we lost the first one, and I guess if you make it this far your odds are very good it won't happen again. So I'm on edge as he brings it up on the screen and says "Do you know what that is". My heart kind of drops, but then he proceeds to tell us we're having twins. I'm terrified of having one baby to take care of, so two scares me shitless, but just to see them both healthy and their little hearts going made me so happy. I don't know how it's going to work out, but as long as everything goes smoothly until they are out I'll deal with the double everything (or half if you're talking about sleep). The only bad part is the two kids my wife and I agreed upon now has magically become two pregnancies already.
RANT: I'm in deep shit. I owe $500 to the bank, and I need a loan. I can't even fathom how stupid I was to get myself in this position. I'm a college student, and looking for a way to make more cash so I can pay this debt off. I can't go to parents or friends. The hours I work a week can randomly fluctuate anywhere between 10 - 30, and I need more. I have to find a way to get a loan - my bank isn't giving them out. Does anyone know whether it's possible to simply to go to another bank and ask for a loan there? Also, does anyone know a way to make money over the web - a large part of my job is sitting at a computer doing damn near nothing. If I could be making money by performing a service or something for an organization or company (surveys, etc) instead of surfing the web up and down I'd love to hear it. Thanks, people. Much appreciated for your advice and help.
Rave: Busy ass day at work = total food consumption of one blueberry muffin. Couple that ridiculously low intake with a couple beers and a cigar on the golf course and I'm buzzed as fuck. Now I know why anorexic girls get drunk so fast. Rant: Only played 9 holes because someone got stung by a bee and had to be rescued by their epi-pen (which they left in the car). Good thing I can drive a golf cart like a motherfucker. Rave: Won $150 playing $10 per hole. Lost $40 playing $10 per hole. Rave: Weekend in NYC. Subways series here I come. Cheering for the Mets still feels dirty.
Rave: Work at a bar, and for the first time since I've worked there, got a chicks number. She's coming over tonight, and has great legs and a dirty mind. Self imposed celibacy is going to end. She's leaving town in a month. Animal-like attraction. Gonna be a fun month. Rant: What fucking rant? I am getting drunk and laid.....
Rave: Ultra-stressful week, followed by a few bottles of 1554. I forgot how tasty this shit is. Rant: early morning basketball game to watch the soon-to-be younger brother-in-law Rave: At least it will earn me some brownie points with the grandmother-in-law, whom I recently declared to be a cunt, for a variety of reasons. She's due to die relatively soon and the fiance is due to get a good portion of her inheritance. I need to get better at picking my punches, specifically after she's a few feet under... does this classify as bad karma?
Rave: it's friday Rant: baby is still "sick". Appears to be delayed gastric emptying. he's on antibiotics.. which aren't making much of a damn difference. Super rant: if they don't change things by next friday he'll have to have exploratory surgery. wtf. Super SUPER rant: my 2 year old got stung by a bee today and apparently he is pretty damn allergic. never seen a hand so swollen. Everyone is telling me to get an epi pen "just in case". another WTF rave: at least the kids are asleep now and i'm drunk.