Rant: Declining to go out for drinks with my friends on a Friday night is apparently a huge cause for concern. One buddy texted me and I responded that I was thinking about staying in. He asked if I was sick and when I responded that I felt fine he must have informed our crew that something was not right with me. 16 texts and 9 facebook posts concerning this so far since 2:45PM. Who knew a group of guys in their mid-twenties could be such a bunch of teenage girls. Rave: Going 4-wheelin tomorrow with my neighbor. '79 Ford Bronco with an 8 or 9" lift. This isn't his truck but its a damn close approximation. There are 4-5 vehicles going so we should all make it out of the woods alive.
Rant: I'm 38 years old today, but instead of going out with the girlfriend for a nice dinner at the Stanton Social, I'm stuck at home in bed with the flu. It's so bad that I shit my pants today when I sneezed. I feel old.
I have spent the last week working closely with a girl that bears an uncanny resemblance to Jenna Haze. It is very distracting.
Tomorrow is Monon Bell Game. 116th game and its tied 53-53-9. DePauw to Hell we want the bell. Wabash Always Fights. The tailgating is incredible and the game atmosphere is every bit as intense as OSU-UM (been to half a dozen). And drinking a beer from a 300 pound bell is an experience one never forgets.
Rave: Had probably the healthiest, most mutual break-up in the history of breaking up. There was a whole lotta friendship and absolutely zero chemistry. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my back! Rave: Pilates workshop all weekend. These exercises are ones that none of my clients/patients will EVER be able to do, but they're fun to learn. The Instructor Trainer offered me a job today. Love having some options!
RANT: Shitty week at work. Herding cats would be an understatement. And it was only a 2-day week for me. RAVE: It's Friday, and I'm fully primed for the night. Killing off a nice bottle of The Macallun. I feel damn civilized. BIGGER RAVE: Just remembered I have a couple of Cohibas left over from the hunting trip. Don't mind if I do. RANT: Lack of participation in the Boobie thread. (Sorry ladies, don't care too much for the Bootie personally). I think it's because of the lack of rep on this board. RAVE: I've just about got that solved. Too hammered to try and install it now... but who knows how the night will go. FYI, I'll be happy to provide rep credits for anyone who feels the urge to contribute to said Boobie thread. PM me for details. RAVE: Nice "quiet" night at home for a change. RANT: The "n" key on my keyboard is fucked, so it's taking me longer to type this drivel than it should. I'm actually lazy enough that I'm trying to find words without "n" instead of digging around in the garage for some contact cleaner.
Rave: Another walk through the national park on a beautiful day. And no work for once. Yes. Rant: I have to be back in the hotel by 3, because of the Santa Claus Parade. THE SANTA CLAUS PARADE IN THE MIDDLE OF NOVEMBER. The hotel is on the parade route so all the roads leading to it will be shut down. Oh, and there will be fireworks. I'm sure the dogs will love those.
Rave: I'm going to an old man pub on a stormy night with some of my best mates, to drink plenty of Guinness and watch Ireland play France. Premature Rant: Ireland are probably going to get dicked upon. And by the French, which makes it that much worse.
RANT: Spent better half the weekend doing data recovery off a XP virtual machine off a Ubuntu upgrade that went wrong. RAVE: New season of Top Gear starts tonight.
Rant: Our new puppy is missing. We've only had him a week. Hopefully, someone found him and he's safe. Trying to stay positive. ??: Birthday tomorrow. I'm getting very close to 30 and I'm not really ok with that.
Rave: A night of partying that wasn't ended prematurely by everything in town cashing by 11PM. Despite being in midseason form tolerance-wise, I still managed to get drunk--which doesn't happen much anymore. Rant: A night of partying ended prematurely at 1AM by the cops busting the party I was at. Rave: Officially 2 for 3 lifetime in running from the cops now. Rave/Advice: To anyone who is going to college right now, volunteer to be an orientation leader next year. I did it this year, and over the course of the weekend I had six different girls use "Hey! You were my orientation leader!" as an ice-breaker. One of them followed the same pattern for a good hour: walk up, drop above line, make flirty small talk, notice my girlfriend glaring daggers at her, walk away, return 10 minutes later, rinse and repeat. I wish I knew these kinds of things back when I was single.
Rave: I think this board, even at it's baby-steps, is heads-and-tails ahead of any other board I've been on. (excl. RMMB, obviously) Rant: I've been courting a girl who has never had an actual boyfriend, so she's trying to make up for it by playing games. Games that I can see right through, but can't circumvent. Frustrating doesn't begin to describe it. Worse of all it's turning me off too.
Rave: I'm baked for the first time in about 15 years! A guy I used to drive trucks with stopped by the truck stop today to drop off some buds for my cousin who will be here Thanksgiving. I decided I needed to sample a small bud for her...you know, just to make sure it was safe and all. Rant: I had to smoke it out of a can pipe. Blech. At least I remembered how to make one. HUGE RAVE: My fucking family goes home tomorrow. All of them. I don't think I could've taken another 3 days of them without becoming downright violent, I really could've used this pot for the past weeks just to put me a "I don't give a fuck" mood. Oh well, at least I have quite a few stories for y'all. Rant: Cotton mouth. I forgot about that shit.
Rant - My circuits class is killing me. The book that we're using his horrid. Even the adderral isn't helping because I'm a certified moron in the subject. My hat is off to you EE's of the board.
Rant: Fucking...sick...again. Guess I'm not allowed to be healthy. And I have a paper due tomorrow that I haven't started and will probably not be able to do. Fuck me. Rant: Car is officially dead and I don't have the money to buy a new one. This weekend was awful.
RAVE! Bill Belichek's play calling! Thank you Peyton Manning and Reggie Wayne for helping me come back from a 30 point deficit in my fantasy football league!
Rant?: I've decided to dip the pen in company ink. I've given up on giving a damn. A chick who stayed in contact with me (and didn't have to) when I was out on medical leave and stuck in my house when nobody else there did is worth more in my book than a shit job that I hate. Now I need to do this without fucking it up.
Rave: Drunk; day 5. This birthday thing is working out for me but not my liver. Rant: There is a chick who is definitly into me but I have absolutely no desire for. She's got a fantastic body, is really awesome personality wise but I just cannot find any desire too hook up with her. Likelyhood is that I'm just not that into her and am making a mountain out of a mole hill or that I'm not over my ex - both are quite likely. Rave: Another Cuba trip, with some friends this time, in January. That will be sweet. Rant: I need to meet a chick who wants massive amounts of sex without a relationship. Fuuuuuuuuuck.
RANT: Wind and rain is raging out tonight... can't sleep. Have a long day tomorrow. It's going to suck.