Rave: Jim Lahey and Randy are going to be at the bar I work at tonight. May the shit analogies begin.
RAVE NC State has a decent football team. It's the first time we've started out 3-0 since Philip Rivers was the quarterback. It's really nice to see them play well again. RANT I am super duper hella hungover today. Damn celebratory jager bombs. RAVE If I can still function after work today, the new girl is coming over. RAVE She's a redhead.
Rant/Rave? I just accepted a position with a company that I was interning. The work I do is monotonous and tedious. I get paid minimum wage for providing sales leads, I do this for the entire 8 hour work day. I am going to be vigorously pursuing other employment while I'm here. First chance I get I'm jumping ship because it will have to pay more. This company is seriously a scam. They do it by not paying people as interns, then working them to death at minimum wage, then when people quit they hire more interns to do the same repetitive simple task. Rave because I like my coworkers, rant because the work sucks, I get paid minimum wage, and I'm technically a temp, and there is no chance of me doing anything else while I'm here.
SUPER MEGA FUCKTON AWESOME RAVE: After eight years of trying, I finally got a job in the probation field. Words cannot express how happy I am right now. Like, do a happy dance like a ruhtard happy. This is everything I've wanted for the longest fucking time. From what I understand, I'm going to be a field agent...going out in the field and making sure people are doing their shit and not breaking the law. RAVE: For the probation physical test, I was required to do 4 pushups and run a 16 minute mile. I managed to do 12 (that's a lot for me! I'm tiny with no arm strength) and ran a 12:30 mile. That isn't bad for someone fighting off a stomach ailment. RAVE: The Town was so fucking good. Seriously, go see it. I don't have a high opinion of Affleck as an actor but shit if he can't direct. And Jeremy Renner is full on epic in the film and so goddamn hot. RAVE: Still have another five days to relax in Atlanta. ONE TINY RANT: Have to say goodbye to the wonderful friends I have in WA, the (unpaid) job I had in WA and the awesome seafood. Although the west coast was not for an east coast girl like me, it's still sad to say goodbye to people I've grown to love in the last three years. And say goodbye to a job that gave me the needed experience to get the dream job I wanted. It's for the best tho.
RAVE: Sanda class today. People are finally up to being able to do some sparring, so we geared up and went at it, even if it killed me. One of our guys is a super fit physiotherapist who is built like a muscular gymnast. The guy has hands like sledgehammers and he got me with a beautiful right body hook to the kidneys. I was happy, because he's progressing. DOUBLE RAVE: So I kicked him in the head. Twice. RANT: I have only a few hours before my body cools down enough to decide I've been a very bad boy and punish me. I now have to find somewhere comfortable that I don't plan on moving from anytime soon.
Rave: Everyone I know/have ever known wants to take me out because of this: Rant: I can't go out yet. I have so much shit to do this weekend. I spent this evening at Yoga and studying with my lab partner. I have an exam Monday morning and a lab practical Thursday. This weekend entails studying for both, working, going to a workshop for work, and helping out a co-worker. Rave: I think the reality of everything hit me today. It's amazing the stress that has dissipated in the last 24 hours. As long as I pass my classes I'm good. I interviewed with this school 2 weeks ago, and they already accepted me. I'm not a wait list, and it's not a conditional acceptance. 40/400 applicants are accepted, and I am one of them. This is awesome. As soon as I take my lab practical I am getting wasted. I can't wait to interview with my first choice.
Rave: What an awesome dog, so happy with him. His an absolute terror though so bound to be a fair share of rants in the future. Wouldn't trade him for the world.
Rave: There were about 6 Native Americans at the table next to me at the restaurant last night. (I live in an area where that increased the Native American population by about 6.) One of them was wearing a KC Chief's T-shirt. Rant: I'm not sure if he was being ironic.
Rave- Been playing Halo Reach for two solid days Rave- I am not sucking as bad as I usually do Rant- Since my character is female I get mad tea bags for 12 year olds
RANT: Anyone who has ever dropped a $400 air conditioner out of a second story window, unintentionally, raise your hand. Yeah, mine's raised. Fuck me.
Rave / Rant: We had to do a 5k run today out in Pensacola to show Marine Corps spirit or something. The staff sergeant in charge of I-strand told us that if anyone fell out, they were automatically on mando PT for a month. A girl that I hate with a burning passion ended up falling out and got snagged by the angry instructors. The ass-chewing we witnessed was pretty awesome. Yes, it's mean-spirited and petty. But it's freaking THREE MILES, and we were going so slow that the guy calling the cadence was shouting "Shuffle shuffle shuffle, Marine Corps shuffle" half the time as a joke. If you can't run three miles in half an hour, you don't deserve to be a Marine (if you can't run three miles and you aren't injured, you should start working - it's a good gauge of whether you're fit or not). You sit in the formation, sing about another C-130 rolling down the strip, and move your feet. It's not that hard. Maybe you clap your hands a couple times. I guess that's too much work for some people. A couple other guys I know are already on mando because they can't run, and that's fine. They screwed up with their fitness, they get the piss hammered out of them every morning. But this girl has been skirting right at the bottom for the last two months, and she doesn't care. That really pisses me off. It honestly takes effort to not get fit here. The standard PT is three times a week, and it's actually pretty tiring most of the time, especially since it's hot as fuck even at 5 in the morning. If you do MCMAP, it's five days a week. If you aren't at least staying at the level you're at, you're cheesedicking it and should get a boot planted up your ass. I'm running a 21-minute three-mile thanks to the PT here. Rave: Free shirt from the run. I can always use another shirt. Rant: I am, according to height/weight standards, overweight. I'm 5'9, so my max is 186 pounds. I'm 195 pounds. I had just eaten lunch and had drank half a gallon of water to stay awake in class, but the fact is that if I get any heavier I'm going to get taped. I have absolutely no idea how they do taping to find my fat percentage, but I would much rather just lose the weight. Unfortunately, that means working out more (I'm already working out five days a week - probably going to have to go to two-a-days) and eating less (no more beef stroganoff at the chow hall). My friends all call me a "fat bitch" because of this.
RAVE: I swear to God, the Tim Hortons Bagel BELT deserves to be in that "Blow my mind." thread. Michelangelo's Pieta is fine I guess, but this? That's some fucking human achievement. (Settle down swappy g, I'm just kidding. I know, I know, Oscar WIlde and painters and stuff. I know.)
Rant: Apparently you shouldn't wisecrack to your female doctor during a physical, especially about "normally having to pay big bucks for this". Comparing your doctor to a whore is not a good idea when she has your balls in her hands...
Rant: Our apartment complex has a bigger fly problem than an Ethiopian refugee camp. Rave: One was buzzing around the bathroom, I smacked it into the wall, picked it up, tossed it in the toilet and unleashed an unholy shit on it.
RAVE: OHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKK YES! Fastlane ( a canceled FOX series) is now streaming on Netflix. Surprisingly the show still holds up. I wasn't sure if a show I thought was awesome when I was ten still was. It is. I fucking love(d) this show. Stupid Fox canceled it after 2 seasons. But 26 episodes is better than nothing. Usually small things like this don't make me happy. But I really really really like this show.
Rant: For fuck sakes, I went to the casino tonight and proceeded to get kicked out witnin fifteen minutes. I'm a bit of as social drunk and offered the guy next to me a buck for the lucky lucky (we were playing blackjack). The next thing I know I am getting kicked out. The joke is on him though, I was up 40 bucks and never would have quit while I was ahead. I talked to the bouncer as i was being excorted out and he said someone had complained about me (it had to be the old fuck). Holy shit, he was old and looked like the guy from "Saw". I knew he was a mean bastard but this guy was a dick head. If I see that guy again I will kick him in the balls and fuck his mother!
Rave: Jim Lahey and Randy are the nicest shitidiots ever. They stuck around and took every picture, signed every autograph, and talked to every single person in the place that wanted to talk to them. They'd go in character if you wanted, or out of character. I heard Lahey talking to some guy about a vintage truck he owned, and after the show when all the staff were finishing cleanup and takedown, they made sure they hung around so the staff could get pictures or talk to them too. Absolutely some of the nicest, most down to earth guys ever, and very, very approachable. THE WINDS OF SHIT ARE UPON US.
Rant: Woke up this morning and went to play with the dog. At some stage during the night he shat, stood in the shit and smeared it all up the wall with his paws... Little fucker.
RAVE: Unless I find myself a sucker, I will never be in another wedding again! Whoohooo! RANT: I would like to know what person thought it was a good idea to give me a red cup full of scotch last night and why on earth I thought it was a good idea to drink it on top of shots of tequila, glasses of wine, champange, beer, and a couple of vodka tonics. And after all of that, killing a bottle of wine at my little late night party for two was probably not in my best interest either. Just sitting upright at this point is a struggle. RAVE: While we both know we are a terrible mess together, my boy absolutely rocks and I've never felt luckier.