Rave: Another Friday off. Rave: Picked up a complete olympic weight set from my buddy after we went to breakfast. He's moving, doesn't want to move it, and I need more weight (Rarr!) so I took everything he had. 270lbs of plates, DBs from 25-70 every 5lb increment, bench w/ preacher platform and two bars. All free. I have some redundant DBs but that's not a bad thing. Rant: Some of it is a little rusty so I'll be playing with my blast cabinet on Sunday down at the shop. Rant: Friday off from work but not off from cleaning for "guests". Thank god this is the last party/event/function I'm hosting this year besides the Superbowl. Yes my house is ideal for entertaining, no it isn't an Elks Lodge. No more parties unless they're my own. Rant: Eating close to 2lbs of broccoli last night has its consequences.
RANT: In September, I attended a "girls dinner" with my high school girlfriends. While they spoke only of their children, pregnancy, vagina, and facebook, I got drunk. Once one of the girls said, "I can't believe she had those twins vaginally!" I switched from wine to vodka and continued to drink until it was over. RANT: In October, I attended a "girls dinner" with some of my post-college friends. While they spoke (cried over) of their pending divorces and custody battles, I got drunk and watched baseball. Once one of the girls said, "I finally had sex after the divorce and right after it, I went to the bathroom and cried for hours," I switched from wine to vodka and continued to drink until it was over. RANT: It's November. Tonight is a "girls dinner" with my old friends from my bartending years. We're going to a wine bar. These girls are fun, so it's promising...however there will be one girl in attendance who tried to hit me with a bottle this past summer because she didn't like the way I looked at her. Hmmmmm... RAVE: I went to my boy's apartment to take his dog for a walk and found a bottle of Kettle One, martini glass, and a jar of blue cheese stuffed olives in the fridge. The note said, "You're already down two so I'm calling the strikeout tonight. Skip the wine. Good luck!" RAVE: Boys are the best.
Rant: I envy you functioning alcoholics. I've never been a regular drinker, but since my vacation started, I've been shitfaced every night since Sunday. I feel like I've been hit by a train. Rave: Big get together with all my friends before I fly home on Monday. Then a date on Saturday. Strip club with another group of friends Saturday night. Friend of a friend is a stripper. Family thing Sunday. I hope I can sober up by the time I land.
Rave: Just got back from drinks with my legal research prof. Must have been close to 30 1Ls at the bar. We had 5 pitchers of Killians. 3 pitchers of Coors Light. Half a bottle of Maker's Mark. And she paid for everything! Not to mention the owner came out and was so grateful that she dropped so much cash that he gave all of us a free round. Rant/Rave: Going out to a birthday party tonight but I have to teach a muay thai class in the morning so I have to maintain some control. The last thing I want to do is teach clinching with a hangover.
Rant: Midterm for my Neo-Classical English class in about half an hour. Chill teacher, but I just have so much shit on my mind (3 papers due, all for upper division English classes) that I can't really focus on studying for this shit. I just want to go home and play Nazi Zombies on CoD: Black Ops. FML. Rave: Graduating in 7 months. 7...months. Rant: I'm tired of having to answer the same fucking question when asked about my "plans after graduation". None of your fucking business. If you MUST know, my options are kind of limited. For instance: - I could either move out of the city. OR - Find a full-time job. Some people ask the dumbest shit. I should say that I'm going into Porn, y'know, just for shock effect.
RAVE It's Friday...beer me. RANT Chick that I met last week, that seemed genuinely into me, seems to be giving me the runaround. I tell her last weekend to let me know if she wants to hang when she has time...still nothing. Oh well, fuck em... RAVE Penn State and Joe Pa vs. OSU in the Horse Shoe tomorrow
Rant: Gotta take the subject GRE tomorrow, and while I feel I have adequately prepared myself over the last two months I am still not a fan of anything involving me being awake before lunch time, especially on a Saturday. Rant: This also precludes me from going to a bar or hanging out with people tonight. Damn 8 AM tests. Rave: Later on in the day I have a date with a model, AND she's a highly intelligent magazine columnist/videogame geek AND she's single AND she likes me AND she knows I've got my eye on more than her columns, and knowing this is still going to spend the whole afternoon alone with me at her house. I feel like I've won the lottery on this one. Rave: Tomorrow is going to start kinda sucky and get better and better as the day progresses, which I suppose is better than the opposite.
Rave: Hit the weights, puked THREE times during the session. Feels so good to get back to it. Rant: Christ I'm fucking weak now.
Rant: I went on a date with a really hot girl that is funny and into a bunch of the same activities I do. I thought we hit it off well ... but nope. Now she seems cold and distant at the gym we frequent which makes it odd because the rock climbing section is so small. Have no clue what her issue is but I obviously get the hint. Bitch.
Rant: Been on the drink since 8am this morning its done fuck all. Rave: Kiwi's beat Aussie's in the league grand final and I got plenty of free drinks. Rant: Still plenty over shit here at the moment.
Rant: This day is going to suck. It is going to suck more than anything has ever sucked before. This day is going to suck more than a hooker in a room full of professional athletes. This day is going to suck more than Charlie Sheen sucks coke through a straw. To quote the Simpsons (when it was good): "I didn't think it was possible, but this both sucks and blows." No rave. Just suck.
Rant: 3 day bender is officially over. And in that time, only met one chick, who is too freaked out that I'm younger than her. Plus, hangover. Rave: This too, shall pass.
Rave: I got really shitfaced last night and stole a rug from the party I was at. Just...picked it up, draped it over my shoulders and somehow made it back all the way home. Fuck yeah.
Rant: Had two midterms this morning. Saturday exams are the absolute worse. Rant: Another midterm after this weekend. Rave: New Kanye West absolutely kills.
RAVE: WOW! What fucking defending by the Boks earlier to hold off Wales. Over 5 minutes of brutal hits at the end of that match. The Boks won, despite a completely pathetic first half. Tough luck Wales, maybe next time. RANT: Many of you will find this spoilered post a little racist, but fuck it. You've NEVER had to deal with stupidity like the stupidity that comes out of its holes in Africa. Fuck. Spoiler Some people are just plain unbelievable. This Black woman, who is renting her apartment, who lives upstairs from us comes to complain that her electricity is turned off - she asks if ours is working, which it is, since I'm sitting watching TV (cricket highlights from the S.A. vs. Pakistan test, watching S.A. getting reamed at the start of day 2). She then asks us for help getting it to work. We tell her to phone the electricity department and get them to come have a look at it, since we technically are not allowed to fiddle with the electricity feed in any way with exception to inside our actual apartment. (We have NOTHING to do with making anything for her work and are not obligated to do so - that's up to the owner of the flat she's in) She leaves in a huff. The owner of the apartment phones shortly after and asks the same thing - I tell her to contact the Electricity Department. Cue one hour or so later. The bitch comes back with some female from the Electricity Department (also Black, obviously). My mom answered the door and this woman from the Electricity Department now asks us for LUNCH. Are you fucking joking? We pay your salary, you stupid cunt! We've had nothing but massive rates increases for the last THREE YEARS (in that time, the charge per month has fucking tripled. Fucking World Cup. Not included is the further hikes for inflation.). It looked like all our rates increases had gone into the fat cow's stomach, since she must've needed a Wide Load sign to hang off her ass, which was large enough to possibly be visible from the Moon. My mom declines and closes the door on her. Fuck that E.D. bitch - she was also expecting us to take her to the meter room, which we don't have a key for. She then makes a load of noise outside about five minutes later, and my mom pokes her head over the passage wall to find out what the problem is. They can't find the fucking meter room despite it being FIVE metres from where they're standing. Another 5 minutes, more noise - "The key doesn't fit". That is not our problem, dipshit. It's YOUR FUCKING LOCK! Jesus. She expected US to open the lock HER EMPLOYER fitted. Yeah... Fucking Africa. Almost everyone is a dumb, useless, fuckface cunt with no common sense (sadly, more Blacks than Coloureds or Indians or Whites seem to have this problem)
RANT: Really missing my old friends... and to an extent my old life, you know, before I was stupid enough to get married. One of them just bought their first house and all I can do is congratulate them via Facebook. RAVE: Got my mortgage payment lowered by 130 bucks a month yesterday. Interest rate went from 7.25 to 4.25%. RAVE: My wife's clumsiness has actually paid off for a change. She went through her old broken jewelery yesterday (she tends to break bracelets and necklaces within days of me giving them to her) and brought it all to one of those WE BUY GOLD places and we ended up 600.00 richer. RANT: My stepson is still a fucking monster that routinely comes between me and my wife. Seriously, that kid is a fucking MONSTER. He does nothing but stir up chaos where ever he goes. He does not know how to speak like a normal human being. Everything is hyperactive full volume inappropriate blurting out, or whining baby talk even at 12 fucking years old. Whatever is in his head comes spewing out no matter who's around. He constantly butts into adult conversations no matter how many times we tell him not to, and we've been telling him not to since he is 6 years old. There is never any semblance normalcy in my house when he is around. He ruins every holiday, every family get together, and my wife and I have actually been planning vacations around him being at his biological family's because we don't want to take him with us anywhere, and my wife is the one who started this trend! No matter how much she knows what a complete retard he is, his bullshit still comes between us once in a while. Asperger's sucks great big donkey balls.
Rant: Still studying for boards....sigh.... only 10 more days until I'm done though. Rave: Bought a brand new pair of Diesel jeans at TJ MAXX for 70 bucks..... they fit fan-fucking-tastic and they'll compliment my cowboy boots! Rant: I have a feeling this will put a dent in my manliness credibility..... along with using the word "compliment"..... Rave: Who F'ing cares? They feel like a silk bag full of soft little puppy ears!
I wouldnt worry, you spelled "complement" wrong, so youre manliness is still intact Rant: I spelled it correctly for you, now MY manliness is in jeopardy, god dammit!
RANT: "Girls dinner" FAIL. RANT: The boy's friends are in town for the weekend so I am going to be a good girl and not fill him in on the horrible events of last night until Monday when they leave...and after I file the police report. Apparently saying "hello" is a terrible thing. RAVE: Ahhh...angry sex and safety spooning in my close future. RANT: I've spent the day questioning my reality and wondering when my life turned into a bad episode of "Real Housewives of New Jersey." "Is this really my life" is on constant repeat in my head. Time to make some serious changes and association cuts...again. RAVE: As an English teacher, at least I can appreciate the irony that while attempting to cut the drama from my life, only more was created. Cue silver lining search: I guess losing me as a friend is really bad? Maybe that will help me sleep tonight.