Rant: I wish I could be one of those people who is completely oblivious at the grocery store when things get busy. Life would be grand if I could park my cart in the middle of the aisle and argue with my wife about which brand of soup we usually buy and not have any guilt about blocking BOTH directions. Or if I could ignore the line that snakes all the way to the back of the store and just barge into one of the tills and start checking out. And the best would be if I went through all of this and felt no shame about finally getting to pay and ARGUING WITH THE CASHIER about a $0.50 price difference. Man, that would be the life.
Rant: Grandpa passed away yesterday morning. We knew it was coming, but still, fuck. Rave: House is 90% un-decorated. Lights are down off the outside of the house, tree is down, all that good stuff. Only things left are some snowflake window decals and snowman slights that are more winter decorations than Christmas decorations, so I'll let the wife decide if she wants to keep those up a few more months or take them down. My guess is she'll leave them up. Rant: Still looks like a tornado hit this place. We haven't put away a lot of our Christmas gifts that we don't have a place for yet like our massive new Margarita maker. Our kitchen was already pretty full, and now we have to find places for all this shit. This is more of a rant because we don't use our kitchen or all the fancy gadgets enough. Waffle maker, griddle, Foreman grill, sandwich maker, crock pot, and of course we end up eating out much more often than not. Time to start actually cooking again.
Rant: I woke up New Year's Day with a fucking head cold which has now developed into an ear infection. Since I don't even know how to say "doctor" in the local language, let alone "I'm severely allergic to Penicillin," getting anything resembling medical advice is not really an option. I've spent a frustrated two days in bed. I suck at javascript and can't get something on my site quite right. I'm having issues getting my media server working, so I can't watch TV. I can't get my PS3 online so I can't play CoD. And now I'm horny and I can't masturbate because I have no batteries. And my dog ate my gingerbread train.
Rant: Chiefs. The offensive line must have been sleeping, Cassel was sacked 5 times and hit a total of 12. Let's try not to let the opposing team kill our QB before we go into the playoffs please. Charles went off the field hurting more than once as well. Fuck. Also, it's been confirmed that Weis is going to Florida. Sad day to be a Chiefs fan. Rave: Crown helps drown the pain.
RANT: Like a fucking IDIOT I drove home on NYE after being beyond a .08, I really thought I was smarter than this and definitely realized when I was about 3/4 of the way home that I was being a dipshit and should have stayed at my friend's place. For fuck's sake we took cabs to the party just so this wouldn't be an issue. RAVE: I was definitely not hamerred or anything (probably hovering in the .11 range) and got home safe with no police intervention. I really wish breathalyser car starters were available to the general public because that could have sucked.
Rant: Why am I fucking unable to see when people are being nice to me? My ex (who I worked with) came out for my last shift at work, bought me drinks, got me a shout out at another bar we went to and yet still I got pissed at her because she wasn't lavishing me with attention so I ended up getting into an argument with her. Its safe to say that I'm a tiny bit pissed off with myself right now rave: Still, did not spend a penny tonight and managed to get drunk and now 54 hours away from leaving the country for a long long time
Rave: Awesome first date. Our original plans got fucked up so we just went with a random option and it turned out to be really fun. Second date planned for this week. Doctor who? Rant: My place still smells like butthole from the New Years party I had. I've done some cleaning but have procrastinated on some. I think some of this stink is stuck for a couple of days.
Rant: Wife and the two kids have the flu, my house smell like vomit and shit. Bigger Rant: My 16 month old son filled his diaper with a nice load of liquid, so much in fact that it overflowed. Stuck him in the tub and washed him up, then I put him on the change table, where I dropped his sock, I bent over to pick up the sock just as his ass exploded again. All over the side of my face. I have showered twice and still feel like I have shit all over me
Rant: Left the house at the normal time, expecting the normal amount of morning traffic after a long vacation period. No traffic, and I got to work an hour early. Rant: In-grown pube. Fuck this thing hurts. Right under the belt buckle, too. Rant: Since I got to work so damn early, I (stupidly) decided to check facebook and see if anything good was there. Nothing good was anywhere. It was a bunch of squawking, self-aggrandizing shit--a sea of vapid salutes to 2010. The more I use FB, the more I realize how useless it is beyond the fact that it helps me remember birthdays (which, consequently, a calendar can do just as well). Rave: (So I'm not being a total downer) My aunt gave me what I originally thought was just another dismissive food gift for Christmas that turned out to be the best honey roasted peanuts I've ever had. They're now sitting on my desk and I doubt they'll make it through the week.
Rant: Brake leak. My dad tried to fix it but he wasn't able to find the right threading to put into the ABS valve. I take it down to the shop, and find out he cross threaded it. Now, I'm very grateful for all the help he's given my over the years with my vehicles; he can fix just about anything given the right tools for the job. That said, this is still a major pain in the dick. Fucking expensive and rare part, and I have no idea how I'm going to find one without having to pay just under a grand.
Rant: Restrepo was on National Geographic last night, uncensored. I thought "sweet, I've wanted to see this for a while now, I'll watch it before bed." Bad fucking plan. I was up all fucking night with anxiety attacks, going outside for a cigarette every 20 minutes. This is exactly why I should have an emergency bag of weed laying around. It was a great documentary, but if you plan to watch it and you have PTSD, don't make any fucking plans. Rave: Three more days till vacation.
Fuck fuck fuck My ride home from the airport bailed. My flight leave in 2 hours. Its a $175 cab ride from the airport to home. Fuck
Oh god, my head hurts so bad. Tequila is never a good idea. EVER. rant/rave: cut up the deer I killed this morning. Bad because of above, good because it's delicious.
RANT- I hate being old. Working on the 2nd day of this hangover. Drank till the mid-afternoon of the 1st. Got 0 sleep because I had to travel on Jan 2. And now I find myself paying for it. Play hard, pay hard.
Rave: Did some purchasing over the weekend, including a new phone. Now, I have never paid for a phone...I just want till I'm up for new-every-two and get something cheap since all I have ever used my phone for is calling and texting, so I've never had a phone that wasn't a POS. So I switched to Sprint from Verizon, and my wife and I now have the unlimited everything plan, and two absolutely sweet Samsung Epic 4G smartphones. I had no idea the shit that phones can do now! Rant: Unfortunately, the phones were $400, after rebates. Bye bye Christmas present money. Rant/Rave: I've decided that I'm going to grow a beard to start the new year, see how it looks.