Rave: Summer. Rave: I figured out why I like being tall. When I look down and talk to your face, little lady with the low cut top, massive boobs and perky nipples; I'm not actually talking to your face, as you may suspect, but ogling your incredible rack with my ninja like skills*. Keep wearing those amazing shirts! Rave: Summer dresses, Booty shorts being in fashion worn everywhere and women. *I know they know. I just feel more ninja this way. I also know they like it, so, take that.
Rave: Figured out how to rip the video off of Facebook my friend posted and upload it to YouTube. Here is my Open Mic Night debut, the first 20 seconds were cut off but this is a majority of it: <a class="postlink" href="http://tinyurl.com/MO62110" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://tinyurl.com/MO62110</a>
Rave: Moving from the frozen suck to Victoria on friday. Rant: Moving to Victoria on friday Rave?: Moving out finally, I am 23 and I think its about time. Rave/Rant: Going back to school!
Rave Ruth's Chris Rant The dumbass that ordered his well done. I'm surprised he didn't ask for ketchup.
Rave: Took my first flying lesson today. Mostly learned about safety checks and reading gauges but we went up for about an hour. I hadn't been in a small plane since I was a kid. Kinda eerie and you get bounced around if there's any wind (which there was). Rant: Saab in the shop, check engine light came on in the Lincoln, and one of my Jeep's tires is pissing air. Bad week for autos so far.
Came back for a semi rave since I didnt have one earlier. Rave/Rant: Almost decided I wanted to live the dream for about 2 days. Wanted to ditch town/leave college for the moment (Upstate NY) and leave for cali. Then I remembered I have no money nor any idea of how I would go about this besides living out of my car till I found a job. I know someone who did this and he has a awsome life so at least I had a little hope. Now im back to being a college kid working 3 1/2 hours per week doing nothing with his summer... Awsome.
Rave: Been pretty happy lately with improvements in all areas of baby-ness. RANT: until now. We're ALL fucking sick again minus my husband. Lucky bastard. Same shit we had 6 months ago that started this whole fucking mess. And now baby, who is almost 9 months old, is back to refusing absolutely every bit of food that comes near him. What the fuck is the point of calling the doctor if they either don't care or never bother returning our calls(and he has 3 doctors)? Rant: I've never felt SERIOUSLY like I hate my life until now. I'm miserable and I don't know what to do. OH I know! Find a doctor who actually cares! Not gonna happen. I don't want to blame everything on baby, I know it isn't his fault.. but if he weren't sick i'd be the happiest person on earth
Rant/Rave: You know your life sucks when a high-point of your day is receiving a call from a recruiter dangling promises of a new job in front of you. Rave/Rant: It was a high point, of sorts. It's always nice to be wanted, sort of... Then I snap out of my daydream and realize that the suckage in my choosen profession is basically universal (and often self-inflicted, anyway).
Rave: Padma is looking DAMN good this season of Top Chef. She seems to have retained just the right amount of weight from her pregnancy in all the right places , namely in her boobs. Edit: Just because NSFW
Rave: I bought the boy some fun stuff at Fascinations. Notable were the fishnet stockings with red ribbon lacing up the back. He had to lace them for me...which was so damn hot. Rave: Then we took pictures... Rant: Waking up with a wicked hangover. Rave: Sausage, egg and cheese Croissanwich. Grease always makes me feel better.
Rant: It's hot as fucking balls, I HATE the heat. I'd take winter over this any day of the week. Rave: I have an office job. Rant: I work in a tiny office and don't have control over the AC, I was here for an hour and a half before the guy in the office next door (the one that turns on the AC) got here. I couldn't think straight it was so hot, the only things I accomplished were checking TIB and going for a walk around an apartment complex I might move into. Rant: The AC has been cranking for 20 minutes and it's still hot as balls. Rave: The apartment complex has units way off the main road so I wouldn't hear cars (pet peeve of mine), it's also walking distance to work, score. Edit: Rant: The heat is fucking with my brain so much that I had to edit this post 5 times before it made sense.
Rant: I have a fucking canker soar on my upper lip. Rave: The girlfriend is off work all weekend. This girl's sex drive is way beyond any other girl I've been with and she is way more open and adventurous too. We intend to find out just how many times we can do it in one weekend. I believe her exact words were that she was going to "wear me out". It's gonna be a good weekend.
Rave: Got the new Eminem CD on Sunday and haven't stopped listening to it since. I used to be a HUGE fan back in the day and this album is just as good a Curtain Call, if not better.
Rave: Been hanging out with the potentially most awesome guy I've ever met. Rant: Shitty timing. I'm leaving tomorrow for up to two months.
Rant: Note to self, cold medicine & liquor do not mix. The typically happy drunk turns into a blubbering pile of crap Rave: At least I never drunk dial. Rant: I drunk POST. Might be worse.
Rave: Basement is now completely gutted after the flood. This time, it was the professional crew doing the job, not the mouth-breathing retards they pulled off the street to do it the first time. It's disinfected and ready to be re-built. Rant: WHO THE FUCK BOARDS UP A WINDOW LEAVING A 4" VENT HOLE IN IT AND THEN DRYWALLS OVER IT? I think I've found the reason the water came in. Are people seriously this stupid? Do they seriously think that they can take a ball of insulation, shove it in a vent pipe opening, and it's sealed from the elements? SERIOUSLY? Rave: At least now I know why the basement leaked. Idiots.
Rant: I hate how Facebook has become the "General Hospital" of my generation. As in...stay at home wives/moms watching their soaps all day. I should delete my account once and for all, but I have a sick fascination with loving to hate some people. I'm talking about the stay at home moms who constantly bitch about how busy they are yet find time to update their Facebook status hourly. Of course, some of these updates are rants about how SAHM's don't get the respect they deserve and how being a mom is a 24 job. "I just work so fucking HARD and feel the need to tell everyone how I work my fingers to the bone every day for my angels." Ok. I agree. You work hard and it's usually pretty thankless. But, why are you bitching? You think people who DO have jobs without kids don't work hard? Being a good mom to your kids isn't new or particularly unique to your situation. Here...here's a medal for doing what you're supposed to do as a parent. If I ever have kids I'm sure as hell not going to play the martyr.