RAVE: My previous rant completely blew over. I thought we were going to get fucked up, but the first sergeant had other things to deal with, like a guy on restriction leaving base, fucking his girlfriend, and getting caught trying to sneak back in. Nicely takes the pressure off of us. Sadly, none of the NCIS people were hot. Just a bunch of faggots with horn-rimmed glasses walking around talking to people. That's right, hipsters on a military base. I don't know where the mortars, helicopters, and artillery were, but we got fucking invaded by these guys. I've seen hot MPs, but I've never seen a hot NCIS person. Hell, even JAG has some good-looking people.
This messed me up a little bit. New York is a hard city. Any time I see anyone here try to reach out to someone they don't know, it's meaningful. If you feel like it, pass this around to your friends. It's a small world. Who knows? Maybe the guy will find who he's looking for.
Rave: After a week or so of dropping off the face of the planet trying to figure out my life, I am still here. I think I might have scared a few when I mentioned suicide, but I assure I would never consider that, a good friend of mine went out that way. I wouldn't wish that amount of misery on anyone, as I saw what his father went to afterwards and still goes through today. Spoiled for the crazy inner webs of a lost 25 year old male. Spoiler I do often wonder what my friends and family would do if I wasn't around though. When I think of this I usually picture myself taking off, sink or swim, gone, on my own without really without telling anyone. One of the things I have discovered is that I need to stop worrying so much about what is going to happen and worry more about what is happening, the present day. I think this will make me begin to be happier. I stress constantly about needing to lose weight and find a better job actually in the field I studied for my bachelor's. It is time to just think of things on more of a daily scale, and not make the gym such a chore. I really think a big big part of this will be getting out of my house and into something on my own. This is hard because I come from a very tight family and I really think it would be hard for my parents. My mom will most likely try to talk me out of it but I think I must do it. It's time for me to give up the getting fucked up all the time and start enjoying life and the things I will be able to do while I'm still young. And who knows, maybe if I'm lucky, I'll find some meaning to all of this along the path.
Rant Earlier I witnessed my two-year-old daughter fall down half a flight of stairs. It more scared her than hurt her since she sort of "boogey-boarded" on her torso, but I feel like wrapping my lips around and .357. Very, very low right now. Nettdaddy, insert shed joke here:_______________________
RAVE Gonna be published. First place I sent the story wants it. Feels amazing. You work so many years after one goal and after a certain amount of time, you lose confidence. After so many "no's" and so many rejections... They make saying "yes" seem so easy. Hopefully this is the first of many. Still can't believe it.
Rant: Got home after 8 1/2 hours of work and four hours of school to find my cast iron skillet in the bottom of the sink filled with water and food scraps. I'm seriously considering beating my roommate to death with it.
Rant: Someone dropped off three small puppies, on my porch, at 11:30. Rant: My yellow lab was apparently snoring too hard to notice anything going on just outside the front door. Anyone need a puppy? They're freaking adorable.
Rant: I am so pissed at Al Gore. Where the fuck is my global warming, you fuckstick? January is panning out to be potentially the coldest on record. Rant: I keep telling my wife I'm moving to North Carolina because I can't deal with the weather. She says "but I like the change of seasons." If you like it so much, you stand outside at the dog park at 7 a.m. in the freezing cold where you can really get to enjoy it. Rave: I have my easy shift tonight, then three days off. Porn and COD aplenty!!! Rant: My wife still hates my cock.
VAIN AND GIRLY RANT FOLLOWING, PROCEED AT OWN RISK RANT So, as I have mentioned repeatedly, I have been sick. This has meant I have been unable to work out or run, basically this year so far. So, finally am feeling better, did a trial few miles on the Elliptical machine, and it went OK except for a few coughing spells. Decided today is the day to get back to running and we are supposed to get fucking 9 inches of snow. And nobody cleans the sidewalks, so basically that takes running out of the equation until Spring thaw. I won't run on the streets because people don't know how to drive around here and it would be a death wish (a local woman who was out running got hit by a car recently and sustained significant brain damage. I don't want to sit drooling in the corner for the rest of my life). I am not going to want to go to the gym to hit the treadmill, because again, people are idiots incapable of driving in any inclement weather around here. I can do the elliptical machine at home again, but seriously, nothing substitutes for the pounding of running. Damn, I can feel my body getting mushy by the day from lack of activity. I also got my hair colored last night by my regular gal I have been going to for years. Decided to try something new and took in a picture to give her an idea. It looks nothing like the picture. It is pretty dark, which combined with the fact that I have my winter paleness going on, isn't doing me any favors. She offered to fix it, but I don't think I want to spend another couple of hours there, and I don''t want to be THAT GIRL who gets all freaked out about her stupid hair. Yet here I am. Fuck, I think I woke up in a bad mood RAVE Trying to see the silver lining....I have blue eyes and maybe this dark hair really makes them pop.
Rant: Fucking NSFW threads in General discussion. Can't count the number of times in a day I nearly click on these before I catch myself. Not looking forward to the day I fuck up and have a big closeup of an asshole or snatch pop up on my screen in the middle of class.
Rant: Unhealthy roller coaster of trading yesterday. A major gut churner. Such a love/fuckinghate relationship. Rave: Forza Motorsports 3
RAVE: Free* Xbox 360! My ex was selling it because her son never plays it (he prefers PS3), but the trade in place refused to take it without "working" controllers. He'd broken the casing and glued it together, so they refused it. I offered to pay her some money for it, but she refused to take it. And that is why, ladies and gentlemen, it is always good to remain on amicable terms with exs. *I just have to buy controllers. EXTRA RAVE: Saints Row and Halo 3 thrown in as well.
Rant: rejected from the two jobs I had interviews with recently. I'm sick of hearing how much interviewers like me, but that they've decided to go with someone who has more directly related experience. I already know that I am great, and almost certainly way more likeable than whoever you are hiring. Telling me you like me doesn't make me feel good. It just reinforces the feeling that my current job is going nowhere and I need to get out. Is it too much to ask for a job that requires I use my brain? I'm already really fucking good at organizing files on a computer and scanning documents. I'm not getting anywhere right now. Ahhhhhhhh. Small Rave: Whiskey.
Rant:So yet another problem with our house-mate. She had a random dude over last weekend for 2 days with no heads up, and to me that is just wrong. So last night she asked, hey I have a girlfriend coming over. The friend didn't want to drive the two hours home. Fine. I know this girl, and know she is a nice girl, so she can stay 1 night. Max. Mostly because, oh yeah. I hooked up with this girl, and my house-mate, about 7 years ago though. But still. I had to sit on the couch last night with my wife, and 2 girls I have hooked up with. Everyone knows, and no one is stupid enough to say anything but still it causes issue. I was glad that it would be at least just our house-mate and my wife and I tonight, and sort of back to normal. However, the friend is staying again tonight, without our house-mate (who is staying rent free) asking if it was ok. Instead she just waltzes in with the friend. We aren't running a god damn flop house. You can't just invite people to stay over. You are already interfering with my life, and brining in additional people just fucks with me further. I think if this happens once more, her lack of respect for my feelings, and my home will be the end of it, and I will kick her out.
Rant: Yesterday morning was the coldest I've seen in a long, long time. Factoring in the windchill, it was -49 degrees. "Is that Fahrenheit or Celsius?" you may ask. And you'd be stupid to ask, because at that temperature it doesn't fucking matter. They are equal. Yes, it was that cold. Rave: TLC has a show on right now that deals with weird addictions. One woman eats the cushions of her couch and another eats powdered bathroom cleaner (think Comet). My life will NEVER be that fucked up. Knock on wood.