Rave: Signed the papers for a new apartment today for a move in the second have of March. It's nearly 100 square feet bigger, got a better layout, is closer to work and more than $400 less. And the icing on the cake is I have an aggressively-cute ladyfriend who will be moving in ahead of me who will split her referral bonus with me, so I'll have a neighbor I actually like for a change. Rant: I've really got to buckle down and sell/donate/throw out a good half of my possessions that I'm tired of hauling around.
Rant: Just went to walk the dog and noticed my trash barrel is gone. Who the fuck steals a trash barrel? Granted it's a 96 gallon super heavy duty wheeled one but it's still a USED TRASH CAN! Rave: I have an idea of who might have taken it. Will do some recon later in the day. Rant: Just received a text from my boss that my biggest "foot dragging, pain in the ass, we ain't buyin just kickin tires" customer wants to come in on Tuesday for a meeting. About what? Probably all the shit I've quoted that they aren't going to buy. I've invested a couple hundred hours since November with these fucks between meetings, plant visits, and daily phone calls about dumb shit that has nothing to do with me. The new business carrot they've been dangling has turned rotten and I'm not even interested in sitting down with them. Need to fix that sentiment before the meeting because it shows as plain as day on my face.
RAVE: Just got home from the Big Day Out, a music festival we have down here. Everyone I saw was fantastic, even Iggy, whom I normally don't care for but was actually alright today. Rammstein killed it - nothing like fire, rockets and an angry German man riding a phallic cannon shooting foam semen onto the crowd. RAVE: It was bloody hot, which meant the day was also filled with water cannons and tits RANT: Weekend over, work in 6 hours. It is not getting any cooler either.
RANT: Its been so long since I have gone to a metal concert that I had forgotten how bad Ticketmaster needs a punch in the cock. Online sale only, yet they have the fuckin gall to jam you up for a $17 "convenience fee" per ticket. ITS NOT CONVENIENT IF I DON'T HAVE A CHOICE YOU DONKEY RAPING SHIT EATERS! It's not even about the $. "There's principalities in dis Smokey" Rave: Even after all the bullshit we got our tickets. One of our mutual friends has a hook up at one of the golf/resorts within a mile of the venue. Its nice to be older and friends with actual professional hookups now. I get to stay in a resort and not sleep on the sticky floor of a motel 6. "we goin sizzler, we goin sizzler"
Rave: I swam laps yesterday at the indoor pool. I swam for 45 minutes and it was fantastic! It's always a drudgery to go jogging and I feel like shit while I do it. Swimming was hard but enjoyable. I think I found my new daily exercise!
Rant: For only the second time in the 14 years I've owned my truck, it will not start. I forgot to plug it in last night, and - Murphy's Law - it had to have dropped to -50*C or so, since it was -35* this morning before windchill. FUCKING THING WON'T START. I'm hoping another hour of the block heater will allow it to fire up. FUCK WINTER
Rave: Truck just started. It took four hours on the block heater for it to begrudgingly turn over. At the risk of repeating myself, FUCK WINTER
RAVE: My aunt hosted a dinner last night for my mother and her twin's birthday. Got to see most of the maternal family and sit back with a few beers, something I do all too rarely. RANT: I had a small oil leak that was going to go untouched until the spring because it was only losing about a quart per month. Not too big a deal, right? Well, my oil gauge dropped sharply on the way down. Right before leaving to drive home, I put two quarts in to fill her up. The reservoir was empty about 40 minutes later. This fucking blows; I can not even consider affording to put a new engine in this thing.
Rant Scabies, fucking christ almighty these little bastards are driving me nuts. I did the permethrin lotion last night, hopefully it kills them.
Mega Rave: Just got home from the Big Day Out yesterday in Melbourne. Un Fucking Believeable. Tool had an insane lightshow and Maynard was awesome. Rammstein were absolutely brutal and even though I was around 150m from the stage I could feel the heat when he was playing with the fuel gun. End of Rammsteins show he was sitting on this big pink cannon meant to look like a big dick and shooting white foam all over the crowd. Rave: Spent the whole day in 40 degree heat and only a small ring of sunburn around my neck. Not bad for a Ranga.
RANT: My kids are out of school AGAIN tomorrow. Last week, the roof of one of the schools one town over had a partial collapse in their library. This school is probably 50 years old, and looks like it was built out of cardboard. So Thursday was a snow day. Friday, all the schools were closed to check roofs. Now, I just found out about half an hour ago that school is closed tomorrow, too, since they are going to bring all the kids from the roof school to my kids school, and they need to figure out the logistics. My kids have missed SEVEN days of school this month due directly or indirectly to snow. At this rate, they are either in school until June 24, or they will have Feb vacation canceled.
RANT: Thank you work for informing me that I have no hours THIS ENTIRE FUCKING WEEK! I don't need money or anything. I don't have child support payments to worry about. I don't have kids that like to eat or anything of that nature. Also I appreciate finding out the on the day of the new schedule. That was just all around wonderful. RANT: Time to enjoy the fuckery of looking for a new job this week. RAVE: I ate 35 oz. of rare steak yesterday! It made me happy. RANT: Seriously not a single fucking shift this week. RAVE: I am fairly sure I can probably sneek in a beer or two this week if I try really hard.
RANT: Note to self- do NOT get shitfaced with the new dude. Oh wait, you already did. STUPID STUPID STUPID. You WILL show him your fat pictures on Facebook. You WILL tell him that you're totally okay with him biting you as hard as he'd like because, like, *giggle* that doesn't hurt and why don't you show me who's boss, old man? You WILL look like a domestic abuse victim in the morning. You WILL beg to watch his Bar Mitzvah video (why am I so lame? WHYYYYYYY) and then talk about how cute he was as a child. A lot. You WILL pass out and drool on his couch. What the shit was I thinking? Poor decision central. Double rant: I stumbled in with fucking bruises all over me and I smelled like a wine bottle that's been left in a hot car for a week. My parents are horrified, and I am ashamed. I'm just southern enough to know that this particular brand of sluttiness and debauchery is not fucking cool with them...but I did it anyhow because I'm apparently cool with abject humiliation. Excellent. No eye contact, then? Okay. I'll be hiding in my room, avoiding y'all. Rant: I live at home. It still sucks. Rant/Rave: He wants to see me again. I cannot handle this right now.
RAVE: Finally watched Fubar 2 today, and it was awesome. I couldnt stop laughing through the entire movie and about an hour after it. RAVE: House shopping. Im starting to think its time to leave the nest. Trying to find a small house in the country by my family and close to work. I have a bunch of money saved up and will probably be in a house by the summer. I cant wait to be a homeowner at 21 years old.
Rave: Great weekend. Relaxed and got to go to a home-brewery store to pick up the essentials to start producing my own brew. Rant: In doing all of this, I unknowingly put off what looks to be near 10 hours of work that is due tomorrow at noon. This was discovered upon checking my school email for the first time since Friday. I have two caffeine pills, a number of snacks, and the a determination to finish this shit boiling in my blood.
RAVE: Went up to Milwaukee for the Marquette-Cuse game with 2 of my roommates. Met up with my dad and my best friend from HS for lunch. Game was awesome, everyone had a blast, Marquette won. Trip couldn't have went any better. Fuck I love college basketball. GIANT RANT: Since when has dating become so fucking hard? At the risk of sounding like some HS girl crying cause she can't date the quarterback, I am becoming increasingly baffled and cynical. While I do fine with girls, I've only had 5-6 "girlfriends" in the 8 years I've been dating, largely because I'm picky and don't want to start dating someone just to date someone, a serial monogamist/dater (like a couple of my friends) I am not. That being said, something is just completely off lately. Its been about a year since I was last in a relationship, and thats fine. The first 6 months was largely a lack of interesting girls but the last 6 months has been assorted mind-fuckery and FUBAR courtship. I'm not talking about bad first dates, but rather 2-3 dates in, developing strong feelings only to have everything evaporate and contact basically severed on her end. At first I thought it was an age/immaturity thing, but the last 3 girls I've had this happen with were 22, 25, and 29, all over the spectrum. I just don't get it. The current interest has put up a semi-wall with clipped responses despite a seemingly awesome 3 hour dinner date on Wed. And now it feels like pulling teeth trying to just get her to chat. Sweet lord I need to get out of my own head...
RANT: Nothing. RAVE: Both parents back at work. They're out the house! RAVE: Need For Speed Hot Pursuit (the new one by Criterion Games). Really great graphics and stuff. Check it out.