I've been friends with this girl for a few years, and in the past few weeks we've gotten a lot closer. We've been talking more, hanging out more, and just generally become more interested in each other. I've developed some new feelings, and I want to be more than friends with her. I thought she felt the same way; enough so that I was thinking about bringing it up over the past couple days. Could we become more than friends? Well, she said this to me on IM tonight: Rave: Girl: on the radio they were arguing. the girls were saying that guys and girls cant be friends. the guy was saying that they totally can Oh my god, she's bringing it up! She feels the same way I do! Rant: Girl: i agree with the guy. as soon as i heard what he said i was like "JOE!!" see we're friends. its totally possible FML As much as that sucks, I actually had a pretty good laugh. It's just too perfect.
Rave: I received a pleasant surprise in the mail today. In exchange for getting a $300 plane ticket last month to visit her, my girlfriend got me an XBox 360. An early Christmas present, she said. Can't say no to that. Rave: I got Ricky Williams in my fantasy league off waivers back in week 6 or so. That's looking to be an excellent pickup, especially tonight now that Ronnie Brown's gone. Tally for my PPR league tonight: 33.8 points. Normally, I wouldn't mention this, but being a money league, I'm pretty stoked.
I don't have a whole lot to do until March when I go to basic training, so I've been going out to the indian casinos to play poker. I have played a ton online but was sort of nervous about playing live. I shouldn't have been. These players are fishy as fuck and I win all the time. I think I'm going to play a lot of poker in the next four months.
Rant: Hey, tech people, not every screen needs to be touched. Especially in America. The grease from our BigMacs is going to fog the screen.
Rant: I think one of my roommates or one of their friends is stealing. A couple weeks ago one of my videogames went missing, and today 2 of my ps3 controllers are MIA. Given that I only have 2 and use my ps3 fairly frequently, it's nt exactly something I wouldn't notice. I'm hoping that I'm still just baked from the Dropkick Murphy's concert I just got home from which is causing me to be retarded and not see them, but I'm pretty sure that that is not the case. If I wake up tomorrow and still can't find them, I'm going to snap. 2 of the 3 guys l live with I fully trust, but the other one is a little more of an unknown since I haven't had much to do with him and I know none of his friends. Rave: Dropkick Murphy's concert in Toronto tonight was fucking amazing.
Rant: Called home today and an ex who I was head over heels follow around like a lost puppy in love with, is getting a divorce, sh told my dad to tell me Hi. Now I can't stop thinking about her, Fuck I was over that cheating whore. Rave: BIAP tomorrow night can't wait to walk into Sather. Rave: Month and a half until mid tour leave. Rant: Got my Corporal stripes taken, i fucked up it could be worse but I liked being an NCO and mentoring other soldiers. Rave: Same pay less responsibility.
Rave: Picking up Ricky Williams off the scrap heap a couple weeks ago is paying off big time. 30pts to start the week off against the guy currently in first place was divine. Rant: Holy down pour. Garage flooding for some reason which is a first. Rave: Finally installed all my garage shelves last weekend so my turbos, misc engine components, and camping gear is nice and dry.
Weeee! 10:30AM and I'm 6 beers deep into the day. It's good to be old and retired. I'm already feeling the boredom coming on which means I'll probably do something monumentally stupid for my own amusement. This will not end well I'm sure, but I will make something interesting happen one way or another. Me and boredom don't get along very well.
Rave - Moved to a bigger city where I didn't know a single person two weeks ago and finally got laid last night. Rant - Dropped her off at her building around the corner, went to the gym, had lunch, and showered. I have six missed calls from her and two from a restricted number. Five minutes ago my doorbell rang; I am not expecting company or a package. Fuck.
RAVE: Got drunk and did some sexing last night. Very good sex too. RANT: It was with my ex. She lost some weight and isnt the same bitchy cunt that I dumped. That's making it difficult to not get back with her. RAVE: After discussing it and letting her know that I am not interested in getting back together, she said that she wants to keep having sex and lots of it. RANT: It's just a matter of time before this blows up into a giant shit storm of emotions.
Rave: Interview with the treatment facility for my practicum couldn't have gone better. Rant: 20 hour/week practicum plus 6 credits of graduate classes next semester. Oh, and then there's that thing about taking care of the kids and my sick mother. Speaking of my sick mother, she hasn't gotten out of bed for the past 2 weeks with the exception of going to the bathroom (and unfortunately, none of those trips included a shower/bath) until yesterday, when she was sitting in her chair in the family room when I got home from school. She's on the phone with a friend of hers from NC when I overhear her say, "My plate is so full, I don't know if I'm coming or going!" Anyone want to buy a really nice 3 bedroom house in a sweet golf community 5 minutes from the beach, fully furnished?
Rant: Was involved in a 3 car pile up a couple of days ago. The first brand new car I've ever owned and it's now sitting in the panel shop with 6 grands worth of damage. Rant: Being strapped to a backboard with a hard collar on in the middle of a busy highway is not too much fun. Rave: Because of a sore neck and back, the ambulance had to take me to a trauma centre instead of the hospital I work at. Nobody wants to be a patient at their place of employment. Rave: CT scan and xrays were all clear. Rave: Lots of good drugs and a week off work.
Rant: I'm out of commission. Just as I thought I was doing well for myself, as in I have an official girlfriend who I like a lot and everything is fine. I make a stupid and irrational decision to contact the 'ol ex-gf, out of guilt. It gets more pathetic, I disintegrated. She doesn't want to get back, the thought of "us" disgusts her and worse yet, she's been seeing someone for over a month. Sure I've been seeing my girl for 3 months but it still kills me. Pa-the-tic, unfair (to the new girl) and just plain old wrong. Venting here helps a bit but after the crap I pulled all summer over my ex I'm more upset at myself than anything. And I have the sneaky suspicion that my misogynist father was right: she met someone and then broke it off with me. He used the 'Monkeys always grab the next vine before letting go of the last one' analogy. I can't think of a better time to use the term Fuck My Life.
Rave: Movember. My Frank Zappa/Captain Morgan's is starting to look half decent. Or half retarded, according to my girlfriend. Rant: Speaking of my girlfriend ... I love her and she herself is amazing, but her so-called best friends are really putting a strain on things. SCBF#1 has had it out for me from the start. She's never given me a legitimate reason, but she absolutely hates me and is constantly trying to convince my girlfriend to dump me for another guy that likes her, yet who goes to school in Florida. I've only ever talked to her 3 times in my life, once being right after I started dating my gf before she started hating me, and two other times over the phone because she refuses to see me in person now. On top of all this, she's a terrible friend, let alone best. Her and my gf will make plans, then at the last minute if she finds something better will ditch my gf in favor of the other thing. This has happened on more than one occasion. Yet when my gf has made plans a few days in advance with me, or is busy doing homework and can't come out when her "best friend" asks her to at the last minute, she flips a gasket and bitches about how my gf never makes anytime for her, she's tired of trying to make things work, blah blah blah. I swear to god, one of these days she's going to have to get my shoe surgically removed form that gaping axe wound between her legs. SCBF#2 is just plain messed up in the head. She's actually who I met my girlfriend through. Me and her have a bit of a past (fooled around about half a year before I met my gf) and I have a feeling she might be hung up on this. One night when I was hanging out with the two of them, they started asking me about my sexual past. This was more or less to do with the fact that I was my girlfriend's first, and she was far from mine. I refused to tell them, realizing that no good could come out of this. Well they kept pestering me all night, but I refused to say anything and eventually my girlfriend was fine with it and just left it at that. However, my girlfriend's best friend kept bugging me. She simply said she was curious, but she would not leave it alone. For the next few days, she was constantly texting me, wanting to know how many people I had slept with and who they were. Finally after her not giving up for a couple of days, and her constant promising not to tell my girlfriend, I told her the list. She never brought it up again, so I thought it was all over. Wrong. This happened about 4 months ago (me and my gf have been dating for 5 months now) and just the other day, my girlfriend mentioned that SCBF#2 had told her the list, maybe a day or two after I had told her. She pretty much volunteered the information to my girlfriend, not giving any consideration to the fact that she had promised me vehemently that she wouldn't. Not only this, but I just found out that she has the list saved onto her phone somewhere. My girlfriend tried searching through the phone to delete it, but can't find it. She knows it's there because SCBF#2 has brought it up on multiple occasions. Now not only am I pissed that she put no thought into the promise she made me not to pass it along, I'm creeped out. Does anyone else think it's weird that a girl would save her best friend's "list" onto her phone for future reference? On top of this, she's hanging out almost every day with my best friend now, and I have no idea what to make of that. I know this sounds like retarded high school style drama, but I just wanted to vent somewhere, and my girlfriend has made me promise not to bring this stuff up with her SCBF's themselves because she doesn't want to have to deal with the fighting that will ensue (she's extremely unconfrontational and hates having people mad at her for any reason at all). I finally meet a hot, sane single girl and then run into this. I should have known it was too good to be true.
Rant: My children are driving me insane. Rave: It's FRIDAY NIGHT! Thank baby jeebus. Husband will be home all weekend and i'm getting my hair done tomorrow so that means my first time away from these kids in almost 8 weeks. Yikes.
Winner take all (in the form of a PS3) dorm tournament that's fairly well run and attracted some decent players (although clearly not all). It's down to four handed (from 30ish) and I'm sitting second in chips with room to move (no one is desperate at this point). Three limps in front of me and I shove with A5 just looking to pick up the limps (but knowing I have them beat): Rant: Button calls with Q7 and spikes a seven, crippling me. Rant: Before calling, he attempts to collude with the small blind Rant: The student acting as tournament director (who's a friend of mine and knows his poker) is somewhere else in the dorm attending to other matters related to the logistics of the tourney, and can't be called for a ruling. Rant: After telling the button that "Your call isn't a group decision" he starts lashing out at me and giving me shit for "having an attitude." Rant: after a desperation double up I shove AQ for about 12bb and same guy calls with J6 and spikes. Rant: After describing the events to my friend/tournament director later that night, he said if he had seen it happen he would have ruled the button's hand dead and awarded me the pot (not including the all in call). Rant: Douchebag goes on to win the tournament by calling a double all in with 45 and outdrawing both hands.
Rave: Toom any beer bongs (that i hadnt done since high school). PLUS I crop dusted erverybody & left.
Rant: Stupid movies and cheap beers going to bed early. This never happens. Rave: Priceline. Seriously mofos, if you do your research, Priceline or Hotwire can save you a shitload of money. I'm your average 3 star traveler nowadays...too old for hostels, too cheap for fancy. These stupid websites are awesome at bridging the gap. Their commercials might suck, but...with the amount of money I'm saving, I feel like a Jew. I'm not even sure what a draidel is, but I feel like I'm obligated to go buy one now.