Rave: About 30 more minutes and I will be off work for the next five days. Rave: Going home to pack and then we are heading up to Colorado. Checked the weather in the nearest town last night (that is still a good 1-2k feet lower than where we will be) and the weather has been highs in the upper 70's with lows in the 50's at night. Seeing how its been getting up to 105 here the last week or so, I can't wait for some cooler weather. Rave: Turns out my buddies girlfriend is going to be able to go with us after all. That means my girlfriend will have another girl there with us in case the guys want to go off and fish and whatnot.
Fucking Rant: Well, I just got an email that says I have been selected to participate in a limited beta test of the new Star Wars: The Old Republic mmo. Between August 6th and 8th. I will be in the mountains of Colorado with no PC, much less an internet connection on those dates. WTF. Oh well, trip is still going to be the shit and will be totally worth it.
I'm never going to complain about a shitty commute ever again. One of my fellow interns got stabbed outside our office this morning. Like, legitimately stabbed. In a pool of blood and all. Luckily she's in stable condition at the hospital. Suddenly "There was too many people on the Metro" doesn't sounds so bad.
Rave: New job! Hired on the spot and I start tomorrow. Approximately 100% of coworkers I have seen thus far are azns.
RAVE: I was assaulted a few months back by some huge douche. ER, CT Scan and everything (I'm no fighter apparently)*. Insurance covered all my bills except for the $125 co-pay. The prosecutor has been contacting me, asking what I wanted for damages/restitution. I said I only want my $125 back since that's all I'm out. Maybe a couple hundred for my glasses that got dinged up. She called the other day and informed me that The Douche has agreed to plead guilty to a lesser charge and pay $1,570 in restitution. Hopefully that all goes to me. I'm thinking it might include his fines and shit though? I'll find out in a few days I think. I could really use 1500 bucks though. RAVE: Even without that money I'm still sitting pretty good financially. I'm going to Chicago next month and I already have the transportation and hotel paid for. I'm up to date on all my bills and I'm even managing to save a significant amount of my paychecks. I don't know what's changed but this is the exact opposite of my behavior 12 months ago. *Just to clarify, the guy hit me with no warning and completely unprovoked. According to the cops he has a record of doing shit like that. If this was a normal fight I wouldn't want the state to press charges, but they didn't even ask me if I wanted to.
Christopher Hitchens' latest piece in Vanity Fair This is a rave. This is a rave because I've finally figured out who to model myself after if/when I'm ever delivered abrupt news foreshadowing my own demise. My brother said it best: we can expect some incredible writing from him in the next few months.
Rave: Had a straight up awesome day. Woke up fully refreshed, made a perfect egg white and ham breakfast sandwich, took two conference calls while still in my boxers and making coffee, closed a pretty significant order, listened to the latest Rogan podcast while writing quotes, smoked a bowl and had lunch poolside in the 94 degree heat, went for a couple swims, took a few calls from sales reps, did some hot yoga on my pool patio, and just ate a delicious chef salad with veggies from my neighbors garden. Gotta say it was a good day.
Rave: I got married again today. 3rd for me, 2nd for the wife. Kid is due in mid January. Rave 2: Oldest daughter is moving in with us from Sweden. She just got accepted to the School of the Performing Arts. Rant: Holy Motherfucking Shit has my life changed in the last three months.
Rant Heard the two beluga whales I live with fucking. Maybe I'm just an asshole, but I automatically dislike fat people. This couple is embodies what I despise, mommy and daddy pay for everything so they're a semi-permanent fixture in the living room planted in front of the TV munching on cheetos and other carbs. God forbid they'd take out the trash or clean the kitchen they use so regularly. At least I was spared any grunting or heavy breathing, I just heard their boxspring's cries of pain. With any luck they'll get more rambunctious with their sex and break furniture, leave sweaty fat ass prints all over the place, and cause serious bodily harm to each other. Rant As took my first glorious piss of the day I noticed a huge bloody tampon in the trash can, not wrapped in tissue or anything, just there for the whole world to enjoy. What a wonderful way to start the day. Rave At least they haven't reproduced yet, now that would be excellent. Real Rave I might be moving back to the glorious state of Texas, now that I'm actually excited about.
Rant: As a 23 year old, I honestly can't just go up to girls at bars and talk to them. Seriously. Fuck.
Rave: Cream stouts, some pizza and bratwurst, Warren the Ape online, and no fucking work tomorrow. Hellls yes. Double Rave: Going shooting tomorrow. An indoor range, three target rifles, and 1500 rounds of high quality match ammunition. Oh joy.
Rant: I'm sitting on my toilet crapping out broken glass because I was too lazy to cook anything last night. Order in Chinese, my brain said. Now my butthole is shaking his fist at God and shouting that He can't possibly be real. Rave: Laptop in the bathroom. Looks like I can catch up on training camp news.
RANT: Awake again at 3:00 A.M. RAVE: Just finished watching Crimson Tide in HD. The picture is so sharp and clear I feel like I could step into it. Can't wait for WWII in HD to be repeated. Fuck you Directv. Fuck you indeed.
Rave: I made the boy dinner last night. Old school German brats boiled in Shiner Blonde beer then grilled with onions and saurkraut, served with beer, of course. He took a bite and asked me to "elope to Africa?" He then consumed 5 of the damn things. RAVE: I am glad my crazy mother was a hell of a chef and taught me to cook...
Rant: I'm about to embark on a 6000 mile road trip in my old farm truck accompanied by my unhappy and very vocal bird. Yay. Rave: I will be VERY well compensated for this trip...easily new farm truck well compensated. It's nice to know that when I sober up I still have my knack for stumbling into good deals and making money. Rant/Rave? My trip will take me through Las Vegas, where I spent 15 years of my life. I started making phone calls and informing folks down there that I would be coming through. One of the people I called was an ex that I hadn't spoken to in about 7 years, though we have kept in touch via e-mail. I've seen pictures of her over the past few years and all I could think was "Damn, the years haven't been kind to her." Anyways, we ended up talking for 2 hours or so like we'd seen each other just the other day and I remembered why I fell in love with her in the first place. She shares the same warped and absurd sense of humor I have and she's as independant as I am (Which is why we broke up.) I hope time has mellowed both of us a bit. Most people my age have someone in their past that they wonder "What if?" about. This girl is the one I've always wondered that about. I wrote a song about her years ago while I was sitting on the tailgate of my truck tending a fire. It's cornball, but it summed up my thoughts pretty well. I won't bore y'all with the whole lyrics, but here's the opening verse: "It seems like yesterday, Two right people at the wrong time, I knew you couldn't stay, But it broke my heart seven ways from Sunday" This may get interesting. Rant: Among the calls I made was one to my niece. She was very excited about her and her boyfriend getting their very first place together. She loudly exclaimed "Uncle Toytoy!" when she heard my voice on the phone and told me I had to stay with her while I was in town. I talked to her mom the next day and found out that some asshole had stolen their car the next morning. Pissed off doesn't even begin to describe my mood. Fuck. Here's two kids just starting out in life and some asshat does crap like that? It makes me want to shoot something. Or someone.
Rant: Just got back from the doctor, apparently I'm going to stay on the meds for PTSD (xanax, 2mg) for a few months, until the Lexapro (10mg I think) really takes effect. Then I'm on that for at least a year or two she said. What this means is, my drinking days are done. I'm 22, just got married, both sides of the family are very alcohol-involved, and I get to be the sober one for all those assholes. I'm not sure how I will take this. Hopefully in a few years I can go back to my beloved past time. In the mean time, it's going to be REALLY weird being "the sober one." Rave: The wife has been doing the no-drinking thing with me too, going on two weeks now and she's lost like 7 lbs just because she stopped drinking Michelob Ultra. She said she's gonna try to stop drinking with me, but we'll see how this goes. I just got her a case of her favorite red wine from Costco (Francis Coppola Blue Label merlot; great value), and I imagine that won't sit on the shelf too long.
Rant: Like DannyMac and ballsack3.0, I can't fucking sleep lately. I'm going to bed tired and waking up exhausted. Rave: Wife™ and I booked our anniversary vacation on Tuesday. Going to the Mayan Riviera for a week in October. We leave 2 days after our 1st anniversary and that means I'm spending my 31st birthday at an all-inclusive resort in Mexico. That's kind of cool.
Rant: Anyone who paints, then wallpapers, then paints, then wallpapers, and then paints again deserves to be shot. Just doing the area above the cabinets and that even has border on top of the last coat of paint, and taking forever.
Rave: I just saw one of the coolest things ever. The past couple of days I've been farm sitting for my aunt...ie...I feed the critters. For whatever reason animals seem to like me. So I've been dealing with a mama cat who doesn't like anyone and her brood (Litter?) of kittens, a couple of peacocks, a guinia hen, 2 donkeys, a horse, a couple of goats, and a Great Peeraneese dog that revels in the fact that he can knock anyone down. Jesus, that dog is HUGE. Anyways, there is a stray dog that's been hanging around here for a few months. No one has been able to get close to the dog, it's very skittish. I sat down on the ground and she came up to me and poked me in the back a couple times with her nose, but she would run off if I attempted to pet her. Now comes the cool part... While I sitting on the ground trying to coax her up to me she walked up on the porch and grabbed the food bucket in her mouth. She carried it off the porch and put it down a few feet from me and then sat down wagging her tail. Is that a smart dog or what? One way or another I'm going to make a pet out of her.