Rave: The Weinstein Company is making a modern-day remake of Seven Samurai with George Clooney, who I assume will be playing the "Kambei" role.
RAVE My team finally won the NRL premiership. It's been 22 years in the waiting for me, and it was certainly worth the wait. A terrific feeling. RAVE Also coincided with the Birthday week. Had some celebratory drinks with friends on the day, and will also hitting up the pub on Saturday again to get loose. RAVE I had sex the day before my birthday, breaking the 2 and a half month drought since me and the now ex-gf broke up. RANT It was with the now ex-gf.
Rant: Woke up in the middle of the night with a migraine and feeling as though my sinuses had been filled with epoxy. Rave: Phoned in sick before recovering to a level that enables me to enjoy the day watching movies and catching up on housework. I think I'll even have a beer later.
Rant: I get back from vacation and some fucking assface fuckwad had been caught perusing redtube at work, so all of our staff has no internet access at work. I didn't realize how dependent on TiB I was until I didn't have it.
Mega Rave: Got my tickets to the Melbourne BDO. Tool and Rammstein here I come. Giggity giggity. Rave: NHL is back.
Rant- I wish someone would give Morgan Spurlock HIV. He's a preachy SOB and if eating fast food for a month gives you a TV show, then sign me the fuck up.
Rave: Just found out we're going to be able to stay at the same place we did last year for hunting after Thanksgiving. 2 Bedrooms, 2 full baths, full kitchen for $20/day. $100 total for lodging? Yes, please.
Rave: Met our first deadline on the work project yesterday and our boss loved our work. I love working in an academic setting. Rave: One of the professional associations in my field has started a mentorship program where they will sponsor and mentor selected graduate students who want to pursue a specialized area in the field (that's the short of it--there's a tremendous upside to this), and the faculty has recommended me. It's a very different aspect of the profession, and one I hadn't considered, so I'm at a crossroads of sorts. Rave: Started back at the gym this week. My legs feel like they're going to fall off, but the overall feeling far outweighs it. Haven't had any processed foods in over 3 weeks, either (other than Splenda and liquid Coffeemate in my java--I have to draw the line when it comes to my coffee). Rant: Rangers fans. They're already talking about the World Series.
Rant: I'm a retard X11. 11 because that's the number of questions I got wrong on an important test. Rave: This means heavy drinking.
Rant: My brother got sick and isn't coming down this weekend. Rave: I don't have to put up with his wife. Rave: Russian party is still on.
Rant Older brother called contemplating suicide Rave We talked about our entire life together and various ways that he could pull off killing himself, laughed about it and made plans to get him out of his mindset Rave My brother at an 8 year senior age trusts me with his darkest feelings Rave Perspective on what I want out of my own life and gasoline on the fire under my ass
Rant: One of my friends' husbands died Monday night. Completely out of the blue, sitting in front of the tv. She was in Baltimore on business and had a friend go over to the house since she couldn't get up with him & the friend found him. Medical examiner is pretty sure it was a heart attack. At 32. Rant: Their 18 month old little girl will grow up not knowing her daddy. Rave: Another close friend and her fiancé just decided to get married... they moved the date up since she's pregnant. Rant: They moved the date to OCTOBER 23rd. Nothing like getting a text that reads "I know it's kinda short notice but we're getting married October 23rd and I really want you to be in the wedding". Rant: The dress was $170 before the rush order fee and that doesn't include alterations. And I'll have to have alterations since I'm hitting the gym hard and I've lost 3% body weight and almost 14 inches. Rant: All the weight loss means my boobs have already started their departure. Super sad.
Rant: LSAT tomorrow morning. There's a lot riding on me doing well, and no matter how much studying I've done, I feel like it's not enough. I don't want to take this thing multiple times. Rave: If I don't do well enough to get into law school, worst case is I stay on my current career path which I love.
RANT: It's been one week since Mayhem died. It still sucks. RAVE: The cops have taken our complaints about assholes speeding on our 25 mph limit road very seriously, camping out in our driveway with the radar gun EVERY DAY, both in the morning before the bus comes and after the kids get home from school. My 6 year old son marches up to the officer and says, "I'm gonna say what I need to say. You need to go give that man that hit our dog a ticket every day forever." RAVE: Picked up Arkham Asylum for my PS3 at Game Stop. It is as awesome as everyone has said. Yes, I go and buy used games 6 months (or more) after they come out. Why? Because it's gonna take me a year to play it anyway, as I have no free time. RAVE: I have been kicking total, 100% ass this semester. Should have a 4.0. And with all the ridiculous PE classes my college makes me take, my 37 year old ass is getting a six pack in. RANT: All my 33 inch waist pants, which barely stayed up on my 6'3", 180 pound ass, are now about 4 inches too big in the waist. I gotta go buy some new clothes. RANT: Bought Gran Turismo at the same time. It is very, very boring. Returning it tomorrow to get something else. Ideas? MISCELLANEOUS: I've been out talking to Mayhem every day. He says for more ladies here to post in the T & A threads. I've also talked to him about how my son and I need another big furry friend. We're thinking of adopting a giant breed (Swissy, Dane, Mastiff, something like that) and we have some good leads.
Intro: I've been seeing a shrink for the past year because my emotional problems (mostly repressed feelings) got out of hand, and I was/am in a depression. No suicidal/crying all day long stuff, just not enjoying anything anymore and seeing things in homogeneous shades of gray. There is a very big disconnection between my mind and my emotions. Explaining to your wife that you know in your brain that you love her, but you just don't feel it because you can't feel anything at all, is fucking twisted. I'm past that stage now, but you get the idea. Rave: Woke up thursday morning after the best (it would have been normal before, but it's an improvement for now) night of sleep I got in two fucking years. I felt like superman, my body was rested, my self-esteem was at an all-time high and everything just felt great. It's days like these I feel the shrink is worth it, because it didn't think I could come back to that level of well-being. Rant: Woke up this morning feeling like absolute shit. For some reason, I just shut down my emotions once in a while. My sleep is shit, my mood is shit, I can't concentrate all day, I'm not interested in anything and I feel anxious about every little detail, which I'm not used to, because I was the most laid back and relaxed guy in the world before. I don't want my wife to touch me or talk to me, but I feel like shit alone and I feel like shit treating her like that (she doesn't deserve it for one second), so I do my best not to ruin her day as well. I've got four exams next week and I need to study, I'm fucking stressed about waking up some random morning and not being able to study at all. Depression fucking sucks. Rave: Somewhere, deep inside, I can still feel passion for life, a very big ambition and a devouring need for self-improvement and discoveries. I'm getting closer to my real self, I'm hoping for the best!
Rave: Won our second cricket game on thr trot fairly comfortably, chipped in with 19 not out at the end and helped a mate get his 100. Hit a monstrous six just before we declared. Rant: Bowled like absolute shit cause I was feeling sick as.
Rant: Can't decide if I should stay at my good, but lesser known law school and graduate at the top of my class with minimal debt...or...transfer to a top 20 school and graduate with significantly more debt. Rave: About to start tailgating for the Michigan v. Michigan State game. Go blue!