RAVE: Wow, as a dedication to your wonderful birthday, you should post your naked body on this website! YAY! FUN HAPPY TRAMPOLINE LAND!
RAVE: Separation commenced weeks ago. Got my first post-separation fuck courtesy of a gorgeous DA from the courthouse. RAVE: Best fuck of my life. Southern boys know how to get shit done in bed. The morning sex was a beautiful touch, which set the tone for the rest of the day. RAVE: Walked into court today for revocations bowlegged and half limping (let's hear it for my ass being beat with a belt) and one of the deputies whispered to me "I think someone rode you hard and put you away wet. It isn't the limping but the glow and smile that gave you away." Oops.
Rave: After almost 2 years of doing small, under the table jobs, I will FINALLY be employed full-time. FUCK YES!!! Rant: Who the fuck decided that "duckface" was an acceptable facial expression? You look stupid.
RAVE: That phrase is just awesome. So Southern. RAVE: Awesome company party Wed night. Good food, tons of fun, went home with a beautiful girl from a different department. And I'm kind of smitten with her. RANT: Thursday was horribly painful, more from the tired exhaustion than the hangover. The stomach pains from eating only finger foods to counteract all that gin still sloshing around didn't help. And having 3 hours of MBA class after a full workday is brutal in such conditions. RAVE: 3 day weekend cause MLK was a bamf. RANT: Still not sure what to do about this girl. People always caution about not shitting where you eat, but she is the first girl in months I've truly been excited about. FML...
Rant: My dad's in the hospital because some asshole that he was firing got violent with him. His cheekbone is broken, he has a concussion, and they're doing a second CT scan today to make sure he doesn't have bleeding in the brain. If they find bleeding then they'll send dad up to the city. Apparently the guy he was firing does some cage fighting and dad still got some hits in, not that he remembers it. Rave: He's feeling good enough that he's planning on grilling some steaks tonight (if all goes well with the CT.) I can't wait, dad is an amazing cook.
Rave: The Mrs. got us tickets for Willy Nelson at a podunk Indian casino last night. It was awesome. Willey put on a great show and the opening act was his son's band. The kid may have a "unique" voice, but fuck can he play the guitar. I know a lot of people don't like country music, but Willy is an icon and more outlaw anyway. (plus he smokes weed with snoop.) His son's band reminded me of Stevie Ray or Jimmy Vaughn. When both bands came out together and did a cover of Texas Flood, it was great. Double Rave: I have yet to see a more eclectic mix of people at a show. The ratio of old fat hillbilly chicks in half shirts to hot young girls in tight dresses was surprisingly even. Mega Rave: As we were walking out I put $5 in a dollar machine, pulled once...$500 fuckin bucks. Cashed out and bounced. Great night.
Rave: Leafs versus the Flames at the ACC tonight. Rant: It would be nice to see Toronto actually score a goal this time. Unlike the last game that I attended.
Rave: Men who know how to bite and scratch without leaving bruises and marks. Rant: I'm kind of a dick. This whole casual dating thing has really emphasized that for me...I really just do not give two shits about the emotional well-being of anyone I'm fucking. I wish there was some way to indicate upfront that I'm a prick and so I wouldn't run into these situations. I mean, sure, tell me about your feelings. I have feelings too! Let's talk about how we feel about recent political events, literature, film, whatever. Hell, talk about your horrible ex or how you felt when you sharted that time in second grade and everyone laughed at you...I'm fucking cool with that. Especially the sharting stories, because I'm immature and I think they're hilarious. But so help me God, if you start mentioning how you feel about me/where you want this to go-- DEATH KNELL. I dry up faster than a piss stain in the Sahara. And I know it hurts his feelings when I express my extreme disinterest in the subject material, and then I feel like a prick. Just don't do it, damn it. Let's hang out, enjoy our time together, and then not discuss the possibility of a relationship.
Rant: I'm officially old. I'm wearing fucking bifocals. Luckily they are "progressive", so there's no line on 'em, but still, they are bifocals. I just got them today and they are hard to get used to. Rant: And, I might have mild asthma, so now I have to rock an inhaler. It's either that, or I've got bad allergies or something, but my lung capacity is down. Rant: And whatever is fucked up in my ankle isn't going away.
RAVE: 30/20 vision and no inhaler. I'm way younger than $100T2 RANT: His dog makes me really, REALLY want to get a dog. I miss having a dog.
???: The last girl I was hooking up with on the reg up until about a month ago has been dating some new dude. We were just FWB and I wasn't really hurt by it. She just texted me "My man cant keep a hard one when he fucks me...what does that mean?" I just responded "that hes not me?" and left it alone. She called me four times Tuesday night but I didn't pick up. I think she wants to get some or is trying to reel my back in. Rave: Last Friday I covered a fight in Fairfield and was on the apron taking pictures, fight was on Telefutura. This Asian girl was taking pics and had never shot boxing so she said she was going to follow my lead. We were flirting the whole time and despite her being 5 years older than me she gave me her digits. She said shes a cougar in training and likes younger guys probably because theres no chance of a relationship. Sounds like another potential fuck buddy to me, and I have never hooked up with either an Asian chick or one that is as old as my oldest brother. Two potential checkboxes checked on the Fucket List.
Rave The move to GA might be in the works soon. Talked to a recruiter this week, and now I'm just waiting to see if theres a job opening in my career field. Rant The money I had last year is quickly disappearing. Getting behind on bills...fuck.
Rave Monday is my last day of school, till I have my degree. Rave I can finally start focusing on dating. Rant I still end up in the friend zone. Rave Everyone generally likes me so once I figure out my friend zone issues I'll be golden.
Rant: I can't stand people who are overly anal about their cars. Went to dinner with friends and one of them has a brandy new Lexus IS350. She insisted on driving to show off her new car which was fine until she complained the entire time about the interior getting "ruined" from the snow/slush on peoples shoes. Bitch, it was snowing out when you insisted on driving. There is snow & slush in every fucking parking lot. Unless you're going to personally come around and scrape the bottoms of my shoes you're getting the customary two clap I give my shoes as I slide into a car. Now STFU and bring me to dinner. Rave: Family of foxes living under my woodpile. Cute little buggers. Left some oldish eggs near their den and they all disappeared. They're like little garbage disposals. Rant/Rave: Played two games of 4 on 4 basketball today. Rave that I can still hit 3's all fucking day. Rant that the bottoms of my feet feel like a giant bruise. Might not be able to walk tomorrow.
Rant: Dammit all to hell. The Falcons sucked harder tonight than my first rebound hookup skank my junior year in college.
Rant: A lady-friend of mine, one of the sweetest girls I've ever met, had a friend die from a terminal illness recently. It breaks my heart that she has to grieve and there's nothing I can do. Rave: Same lady-friend and I have been spending a lot of time together and there's chemistry. I'm tired of dating, if this turns into something more, I'm not letting a good thing pass me by.
RAVE Tomorrow, a mate is taking me to a "Fitness Boot Camp" session which runs for about an hour. Despite knowing that I'll be getting flogged physically and there's large potential that I'll vomit as a result, this is a rave because it'll be good for me, and getting back to my peak fitness is one of my key goals for this year. Especially before I embark on My European Holiday later in the year.
Rant/rave? I came face to face with jaws today. I went jetskiing with a bunch of friends and stacked it pretty good around 200-250m from shore. As soon as my head came out of the water I saw the fin around 5m away and a huge, fast moving torpedo moving to my left. If that thing wanted to eat me I would be gone no doubt about it. I have never pulled myself out of the water that fast in my life and I am still shaking like Ali 3 hours later. No idea how big (huge when you're in the water) the fucker was but the tip of the fin was higher then my head in the water so it was a decent size. Hopefully it doesn't come back to finish the job next weekend.