Rave Minus the Bear put on an awesome show last night...reminding me that I need to see more live music. Rant Drank way too much than I planned on...hurting today. Rave Got a chick that I used to screw around with to be my designated driver. Rant She now thinks thats an invite back into my life...ugh.
Rave: Medical bills are paid. Rant: Fuck Medical Bills. Seriously, I feel so violated. At least give me a reach-around. I've decided that, short of losing a limb or being close to death next year, ain't no way I'm bothering to go to the doctor. Just not worth the cost anymore.
Old man RANT: I hate sleep. I hate the whole process of it, laying there knowing that you have to sleep or you will be tired and unproductive all the next day, the 7-8 hours of time completely wasted in an unconscious dream land, having to wear an uncomfortable, expensive fucking cpap mask, but mostly I hate sleep because you have to wake up. Do you know what waking up entails? Being groggy and tired despite the sleep, having to run to the bathroom not five minutes after my eyes have opened because my bowels will just not wait, and having my lower spine hurt so bad that trying to wipe my ass is a new experience in agony every. fucking. day. Yeah, fuck sleep and fuck mornings.
RANT: Someone tried to steal my truck lastnight. They popped the door lock and the ignition. RAVE: Who ever it was they didnt have a fucking clue what they were doing. They jammed a screwdriver into the ignition and tried to turn it over, but they didnt know when you do that, youll fuck up the first tumbler which is the "suicide" tumbler, meaning you wont be able to turn it over, not even with the key. So I called my dad to bring me a drill and some 1/8th inch bits and I drilled through the tumblers, put my key back in and fired her right up. I "stole" my own truck in under 30 seconds once I got the right tools. That part makes me think it was some stupid high school kid that tried to take it. DOUBLE RAVE: Once that cock sucking thief was in, he didnt take anything. Not of my change, my work tools, my Ipod my deck or my CB. This part makes me think it was an indian, because they dont take shit, they just want the trucks. Chances are it was some 14 year old indian kid that got dropped off and was told to bring home a diesel. RANT: Its going to cost me about $200 at my cost to fix everything. Its not going to break me but fuck, its pretty close to Christmas so how many people would have an extra $200 bucks to shell out to repair the ignition and the door lock? If this happened to some office shmo they would have to pay for a tow truck and a mechanic to fix everything afterwards, which would be pretty pricey. Have some christmas spirit people, if your going to steal peoples hard earned shit, do it before December 10th or after January 2nd.
Rave: Slump busted. Hooray! Rant: I managed to chafe the end of my dick somehow. It's not super painful or anything but it's far from pleasant
Rave: Won a bottle of Patron at the office Christmas party Rant: Its Patron Citronge, which isnt tequila but triplesec Rave: Oh well, free booze is free booze and Ill take any port in a storm
RAVE: You'd think December isn't the right month to drink a margarita. You'd be wrong. Drinking my second Corralejo Margarita. Indiana Jones flicks are on until around 1 am. I could not be more content. I've no desire to go do anything. Which is kind of lame. It will be better finishing off some Yuengling, in socks and drawers, walking around the house humming the Indiana Jones theme. This stuff is the shit. Smokey, sublime. CHEAP. It was 26 bucks when Cabo and Patron were almost $10 more. Kicks the shit out of them both. And I hate tequila.
Rave: Woke up to my roommate ane his friend banging on my door wanting to know if I wanted to get bloody marrys and breakfast. That was four hours ago and we're on our way to our fourth strip club and fifth or sixth drink. Rant: The talent at 3:00 isn't that great.
Rave: Sunday sesh in the pool. BBQ and drinks. Rave: End of year work pub crawl on Thursday, going to get myself absolutely maggot. Rave: Got my tickets for Soundwave and the Big Day Out. Have the flights paid for and places to stay.
Rant:Ended up at some electronics store after drinking all day and started playing NBA Jam with my roommate on a TV they had set up. I pick Portland because that's where I am, he picks Toronto. Roommates friend comes up after a minute to inform me that Greg Oden was standing behind me as I skipped over him on my roster. I turn around to see Oden limping away on crutches. Fuck I feel bad. He seems like a nice guy
Rave: Work Christmas party tonight! It was really fun. Rave: I met a physical therapist from another clinic who is both adorable and nice. I think I'm in love. Rant: He's married. Why are they always married/engaged?
Re: Rant & Rave Thread Rant: computer wont start! Rave: thank God for my phone and snowboarding tomorrow
Rant: I went from being the only one in my house in a relationship/constant sex to being the only one in my house single/no sex for a while. This is killing me!! Oh how the tables have turned. F-in A cotton.
RANT: Fuck all UW sports. RAVE: My roommate's gf, E, threw yet another awesome holiday party this year with 4 hours of drinking, including shots, drinks on the rocks, and awesomeness, as well as like 4-5 different amazing appetizers. RAVE: Met up with and hung out extensively with Smokeshow, E's friend from HS, who I was informed would be at the party and was excited about cause she seemed pretty cool from the last time we met. She turned out to be even more awesome, loves whiskey, mercilessly mocked posers in sportcoats trying to be 26 going on 40, and called a girl a "future wannabe trophy wife trainwreck" to her face after she complained some of her shiraz got spilled and blamed Smokeshow. Also rocked some awesome wedding-type dancing, you know the type where you know definite chemistry exists but you can't get your filthy grind on cause its not that kind of situation. RANT: As we were exchanging numbers, by her initiative, and starting to make plans to hang out this week, she informs me "By the way, I have a boyfriend, I don't want to give you the wrong idea, but we should totally catch a show or hang out." WTF?? 1) Further enforces my steadfast belief in the old adage, when it comes to girls: Single, Sane, Attractive...pick 2. And 2) Maybe you wouldn't have given me the wrong idea if we didnt flirt shamelessly all night, you didn't grind into me every moment we were close waiting for drinks, sitting, etc... You seemed totally my style, but seriously, come on...
Rave: Got my tickets for Soundwave and the Big Day Out. Don't need to fly to get to them. Rant: I've been exhausted for so long that I can only remember not exhausted as being 'better'. The specifics are a blur. Depressed and Morbid also don't combine well with exhausted. Or combine really well and form a super friends club that hates me. Something like that.
Rant: Aaron Rodgers concussion will knock me out of the playoffs in my $40 fantasy football league. I could have made a serious run there, but now I'm fucked. Awesome. Rant: Snow, wind, cold as fuck, and I have an 8 am final exam on Monday, which means going out at 6 am to run the snow-thrower and clear the driveway. Rant: Wife is still sick. Has officially lost her voice, and can only talk in whispers. Rave: All things considered, could be worse. She could've had to drive to work today, but she found someone to cover for her since she was sick.