Rave: I am killing it at my new job. I finished "2 weeks" of training in 2 11 hour shifts. I sold 2 cars today on my 4th day of work and my first day on the lot. My bosses love me. Rant: My co-workers are lazy sacks who get mad because I'm agressive. They bitch to the bosses that I came in 2 hours early. Rave: My bosses to them to stfu and work harder. Rave: The GM asked my sales manager "why is the new guy getting all the customers" and he told him it's because I'm agressive and good at it. Rave: I will be making a shit ton (respectivly) of money while still in school.
Four Loko tastes like when you juice a Ring Pop and then leave it in the sun for eleven days and then all your self-loathing and sadness climbs in the can with the spoilage and then a goat hocks an old Red Bull into the mouthhole and then you drink it.
RANT: Hormonal. The curse ended three days ago. Where is the hormone surge to bypass this irritable, weepy feeling? RANT: Starz decided today was the day to show Up, knowing I'm powerless to resist any Pixar flick. RANT: Sobbed like a little girl with a skinned knee, despite having seen the movie multiple times. Where is that damn hormone surge?! I need to feel normal by tomorrow or I'm going to have a hell of a time interviewing a deviant that raped and murdered someone 35 years ago. Yes folks, this is what happens when a state is bankrupt and can't afford to keep murderers in prison. RANT: Tomorrow's offender never went through any kind of treatment in prison and maintains the murder was an accident. Something tells me there will be a lot of facedesk on my end. RAVE: Tomorrow I'm picking up the P90X DVD set for $40. Maybe some exercise will help this ick feeling.
RANT: I think I'm tapped into your cycle somehow. Just finished watching The Sixth Sense. Seen this move ohh, 7-8 times and EVERY FUCKING TIME I cry like a goddamn baby at the end when the kid finally tells his mother his "secret" and that grandma visits him all the time. I'm gonna go find a maxi pad now.
Rave: Got the memorial mass for my brother scheduled and have one of my nephews flying in to attend and spend some time with us. Taking him to a Rangers-Red Sox game, the rodeo (yipee-ki-aye, MFer!), the 6th Floor Museum, and an assortment of TX eateries for BBQ and real fried chicken. Rave: Started the new job yesterday and spent my first day immersed in reading, which will continue today (federal legislation--you'd really have to search to find something more tedious and mind-numbing to read). Still, the position is going to be a blast once we really get to the meat of the project. Rant: So Sunday, I get the wireless lan adapter hooked up to the blu-ray player, connect to the network, establish my Netflix account, and get ready to start streaming. Well, every flipping app worked except NetFlix. It connects, tells me to add movies to my queue, which we did, but the queue doesn't show up off the blu-ray. Called NetFlix, they tried something, then said it was a problem with my router and patched us thru to Apple (which was bull--network connection was solid and I was able to access YouTube, AccuWeather, etc. There was nothing wrong with my Airport Extreme or the connection). Apple referred us to Samsung. Spoke with them, they did a software upgrade, firmware upgrade, and still nothing. They bumped it up the chain to a higher level of tech support who disconnected us and never called back. At that point, I just wanted to shoot someone. Still unresolved, but I think the problem is with NetFlix, not the unit. I'll call them again when I have the time to commit to fixing this, but it pisses me off. NetFlix was the only app I was interested in using. Rave: One take-home final next week and the summer session is over, thank God. My head has really been out of the game since my brother died, and I just want to get this semester over with. 2.5 weeks off from class until the fall semester starts.
Rave: Good fucking weekend, people. Headed off to Kamloops with my friends women soccer team, which basically meant, spending the entire weekend with mind blowing good looking and incredible athletic women. It was mostly me and her soccer team, three days of awesome weather, good soccer and off the wall parties. This one is going down in the books. Rant: Drove home and didn't get in till two am; getting up this morning was difficult at best. Rave: I am a blessed man.
Rave: Back from vacation which normally sucks but I hit the most amazing flow of traffic this morning so my commute to work was actually fun. (Long and only slightly amusing, hence wrapped in spoiler tags to save the uncurious from it) Spoiler On a highway merge about 7 miles before my exit to the shop one of our accountants dropped in behind me on the on ramp. He beeped his horn so I'd see him and I looked in the rear view and waved. As we entered the 4-lane highway I shifted left, taking the second lane, then the third with him right behind me. I waited for a car in the fast lane to pass me as I flipped on my directional and made the move to go around a lagging truck in the third lane. This guy also flips on his directional and as the car on the left goes by him he moves to draft around me and pass. The problem is that he's in an Accord, I'm in my Saab, and we're going up hill. I'm also in 4th gear going 65 or so, the sweet spot for my turbo in that gear. I punch it and move in front of him, a tight maneuver at first but I instantly had 30ft on him. HE FLIPS OUT. Beeping at me, flipping me off, trying to catch up. I upshift and I'm gone. I stop for coffee and when I get into our parking lot he's waiting for me at my parking spot. Still pissed. Before I'm out of the car he's in my face calling me an asshole. I can't help but laugh. Probably the first time he's been upset about something in 10 years. Him: "You fucking cut me off!" Me: "No I didn't. There was never less than a car length between us." Him: "No, no, no... you cut me off. Me: "No. I didn't. I had my blinker on before you and was already making the move before you decided to get cute and cut around me. I know you saw my blinker." Him: (Silence) Me: "What I did might have been a dick move but you're just pissed because you tried pulling a dick move on me and failed. That sucks. Watching you flail around helplessly behind me made my day. Now excuse me"
RANT/RAVE: Back home from vacation/being on-site. Not really sure I want to be here. RANT: Things are getting to me and it's time for us to talk. I can't take this anymore.
Rave: Were packing up the cars tomorrow night and making the drive up into the mountains of southern Colorado. My best friend's family has a really nice cabin up there and so we are going to spend a nice 4 day weekend just relaxing, hiking, fishing, reading...and drinking beer. No cell phone reception, no tv, no internet, and we only have electricity when we turn on the gas generator at night for lights. As addicted as I am to my computer and the internet, its actually nice to get away from it all for a couple days. Especially when its ~105 degrees here in Oklahoma, all the times we've been up there in the past it never got above the low 70's. Rant: 105 degree weather. Fuck you Oklahoma. Rave: The Girlfriend will be going with us to the cabin, and she and I have made a plan to hike up to the top of a mountain and have some nature sex. I'm pretty excited about that.
Rant - Thank god I'm not the only one. I looked at my phone this morning while still awake and it was 0634. My dog awoke me at 0830 wanting food. At 100+ pounds, I listen to and obey him. Man, I need some sleep.
RAVE: Patiently awaiting news of tickets to the final two Phish shows at Jones Beach. Prime VIP seating and going with a guy who has made the summer verrrrrry interesting. If this works out, not only will I get to party with one of my best friends in a cool spot for two days, it will also be the perfect "last hurrah" before I really become an adult and start teaching college! (Me teaching college...how fucked up is that?) RANT: By "verrrrrry interesting" I mean that we've been friends for years and years, hooked up last year, it ended awkwardly, worked the whole year on getting back to good. To my delight, good became fucking great around April and we could hang out, hook up occasionally, and go back to being awesome friends the next day. It's been a perfect summer with him...fantastic dinners, sailing, dancing on his patio, and just enjoying silly simple things. UNTIL this past week where I'm starting to get the damn awkward vibe from him again. I have a bad feeling that a trip to Jones Beach together is freaking him out which is really pissing me off. I feel like a fucking light switch going off and on and off and on. Boys are so silly sometimes. How am I the cool, relaxed one this time? RAVE: My college roommate is coming into town from Boston tomorrow for a week. She's coming down for work but I'm hoping she still has her uncanny ability to ignore a hangover. My apologies to my liver and to the city of Philadelphia in advance.
Rant/Rave: I'm selling my sailboat. Beautiful Bermuda 40... oh how I'll miss you. We've had some good times you and I. Rave: I'm selling my boat to finance the acquisition of a nice piece of property on midcoast Maine. A couple acres where I'll first build a boathouse and then an attached apartment that can later be expanded into a house. I haven't been sailing offshore as much as I thought I would and that's where the Hink shines. I wasn't soliciting buyers but I met a guy who has owned three similar boats over the years and was very interested in mine. Plus he didn't try to talk down my asking price. Rant: It'll be surveyed in mid-August and he plans on taking it in early September. Rave: The boat will pass with flying colors since I just had it gone through last winter. I've been secretly lusting after a smaller higher performance boat and found an excellent J 32 that I can have in the water by late spring. Win, win, win.
Rant Ugh, I have to finish writing a paper on R&D tax credits, but I have zero motivation to do so. I really need to finish by tomorrow so I can start studying for next week's finals. Rant 3 finals in 3 days next Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Rave Once I am done with the paper and finals, I'm done with school. Hopefully for good this time. Rant Still don't have a job lined up, and loans are going to come due real quick. I'm so sick of sending out blind letters, trying to network with people I've never met/spoken to before, and everything else associated with job searches. Rave Trying to look on the bright side, my wife and I's second anniversary is Monday and after my final earlier in the day, it should be a fun night.
RANT I hate casinos. Everytime I go I end up winning then losing it all, I really need to learn when to pull out. I didn't even want to gamble originally cause im low on money so a friend gave me a dollar chip to place a bet. Played a game where 3 dice get rolled so I put my chip on 9, placing a dollar that the total roll would turn out to be a nine. It did and was 1:6 odds. Won 6 bucks off it. Kept playing got up to 15 then left for a different game. Ended up going up 75$ off a dollar that wasn't even mine and lost it all. Not to mention, I then got 20$ with my own money then lost that also. Im an idiot. RANT: I feel like my brothers going to turn into an obsessive lover when he gets older if he isn't already, not that it's really my issue but when he asks me for rides all the time it is my issue. He's old enough to drive, but can't go past 9pm since he isn't 18 so this leads me into giving him rides here and there, and when I say here and there I mean him asking like every night. He's with her every day for days on end and he was like this with his last girlfriend too. He's gone before I wake up (probably around 10ish) and is out till 9 when he has to be back, yet he still wants to spend an extra 2 hours with her which leads to him asking me to bring her home. Yesterday night he wanted me to leave my friends house to pick them up from my house which is 15 minutes away, bring them to her house cause she had to be home by 10:30, go back to my friends house and run then pick him up when I was on my way home. This was all after he was with her since 9am in the morning. Fuck that. Now I haven't had a girlfriend in awhile, maybe I forgot what it's like, but I feel like this is insane. He's dropped like all of his guy friends and it's just them every waking hour of every day.
Rant: I just ate a baked potato with butter, chives, cheddar cheese, diced chicken strips, barbecue sauce and sour cream. I feel like I could throw up at any moment. Rave: It was fucking delicious.