Rave: Friday Double Rave: Driving up to Stratton after work tonight to spend the weekend hanging around and drinking with a bunch of my friends. Tonight can't come soon enough.
RAVE: Minimal hangover after being up till 5 am drinking and smoking. Hooray beer. RAVE: Got steak and sex for my trouble. RANT: Help you move? There's always a catch. RAVE: Taking a shit with a cup of coffee and a Copenhagen grin.
Rave: Amuses me when a YouTube member uploads a random video and labels it as being rare. Yes, your video is SO goddamn rare that it's readily available on the Internet and can be easily found and viewed by pretty much anyone. Rave: Really looking forward to this weekend. I've slept poorly all week, I'm stressed and I just want to relax and unwind. Wife™ and I are taking Bowser and spending tomorrow night at her parents' house just to get out of the city.
Rave: Got a 97 and a 100 on my first exam and lab practical respectively. Super stoked! I love this class. Rant: There's no way I can do that well the entire semester. Now even getting a 90 or 92 will be a little disappointing. How messed up is that?
RAVE: "Katy Perry is annoying and her music is terrible but she’s photogenic and has the body of a comic book villain so she’s really famous". WWTDD One of the best descriptions of a person I've ever read. RAVE: The pool is finally up and level. RAVE: My youngest is finally recovered from his tonsillectomy last Monday. I know he was hurting, but I couldn't take the whining anymore!
RANT I live in a horrible, low grade, red-neck shit hole. All I want is a copy of the latest Newsweek magazine. Shouldn't be too difficult. I figured I'd check locally before I made the trip a few cities over to get to either Borders or Barnes and Noble. 2 grocery stores and 3 drug stores. Nothing. Not just that, not a single place had either Time, Newsweek, any major magazine of substance. I saw a million magazines with the fucking Twilight people on the cover and all sorts of other useless shit. I know it's such a silly little thing and so much can be found online, but you'd think that at least one physical place outside of the huge bookstores would carry at least one legitimate magazine and not just trash.
Rave: My parents' 50th anniversary. Yay, Mom and Dad. Rant: While reminiscing after looking at old photographs, Mom thought I would enjoying hearing a story about how I was conceived. No. No. No. It will take weeks to scrub this from my brain.
RAVE: Got my score back from the criminal justice exam to be a probation officer in Georgia. Scored an 85! RANT: And the Little Miss Perfect idiocy that I suffer from reared it's ugly head and was so angry and disappointed I didn't score higher. The woman at the testing center told me the score was "competitive" and would be placed high on the list of possible candidates. And all I could think was "I could've gotten a better score. FUCK!" I need to stop with this stupid, stupid shit.
Rave: There's a certain high you get when you do substantial things. Getting into a chick's pants for the first time, an extreme athletic endeavor, or for the first time in my career, sending out a ridiculously high value proposal. I've crossed far into the 8 figure zone. I get a cut of the action if I can close it. Damn. Rant: I'm so high from the above that this shouldn't even matter but what the fuck is with the number of elderly people driving around is insanely high. I wouldn't have even noticed if it wasn't a daily trend this week. Somewhere to be at a specific time, trapped driving directly behind someone driving at least 15 mph under the speed limit for MILES. Of course it was always on roads where passing zones were few and far between. The kicker is that when I would finally pass them completely legally they'd blow their horn and flip me off. Angry fucking old people.
Oh North Korea if it wasn't for your chest thumping what would the world do? Thank you for making my day, hope everyone has been saving their pennies! http://www.abc.net.au/news/stories/2010/06/24/2936414.htm?section=justin
RAVE: Have a 2nd interview in LA in the middle of next month, after 15 minutes of talking to the guy!! I have 3 weeks to wait until I get a long weekend in SoCal. Hopefully my days in the Midwest are numbered.....
Rant: I am at the Glastonbury festival and the Goriallaz sucked. Rave: The Flaming Lips were very good.
Rant: Last night I made a complete ass of myself. I went out with my two brothers and dad, it was a good time. I didn't eat any dinner beforehand and was flirting with the girl serving us drinks and was pounding rum and cokes, and she wasn't going light on the rum. This in itself was a blast......until my brother and dad stepped in. In my drunkenness I failed to realize them going over and talking to her. Before I got her number she "had to tell me something" She drops on me that she has herpes. I literally couldn't process what she told me. I got her number (a fake number my asshole brother told her to give me.) My fucking ego was shot. I was so confused/drunk that until we left I was pretty speechless. Right before we left they came clean that everyone was just fucking with me. Rave: I took it graciously even though I felt like a fucking idiot. I apparently am gullible when wasted...who knew? Rave: I may get her number after all AND she doesn't have herpes. Rant: I'm still a fucking idiot for falling for that.
RANT/RAVE: Qualified at the range today for the police academy. I was four points short of "expert" they take 3 scores and average them, possible score of 240. First round, 234 second round 228, third round.....fucking 211. Choked.
Rave: Finally sold my bike. After a whole bunch of craigslist flakes and low-ballers I got a reasonable offer. Rant: I don't have a bike anymore.