Rave/Rant: After dropping out of college I've been working two nights a week at a hotel where my job is me fucking around on the internet for eight hours doing absolutely nothing, it's a pretty good set up. However I've been getting so bored of living with my Parents again, very hard to find friends to do anything with outside of drinking on a Saturday night. Last night I went and bought four cans, drank them, and that was a good Tuesday night. I remember back in Belfast Tuesday night was often the highlight of the week, even if you didn't have much money. Anyway so I've decided it's fucking stupid to sit around doing nothing so I've started launching some affiliate sites for Amazon, hopefully after a year or so I'll have enough set up I'll be making enough to get out of this hole that is North England. However after getting all excited, doing lots of research, registering domains now I'm just sat here waiting for Ghost Daddy to update their name servers so I can actually start on the site itself. Hopefully if there's some sport on tonight I can convince my friends to join me at the local bar for some heavy Wednesday night drinking, although I doubt they'll drink much, even if I offer to pay for all their drinks, cunts.
Rave: Made it to work Rant: Got stuck twice in 4wd low. Took me 2 hours to go the half mile there. Rant: At Work Rant: I don't know how were going to get anywhere if we get a call. The ambulances are not 4wd and I can't make it around town in my truck there is no way in hell the meat wagon is. I guess if you need an ambulance then you better be able to wait the hour its going to take us to get there. If your dieing, say your prayers, because were not going to be able to do anything for you. Rave: They closed the roads across the county. At least there won't be as many idiots out there to wreck their cars.
Rant: Power just went out and the winds have picked up a bit. Catch you all when the cleanup begins and I have power agian. Fuck you Cyclone Yasi. For those that are curious this is the threat forecast. http://www.bom.gov.au/products/IDQ65002.shtml
Rant: That empty feeling when you realize that something is over, for no other reason than emotional timing. Fucking blows goat balls. Broke up with the gf last night, and it fucking hurts like a bitch. I know now that it'll hurt less now than it would 2 years down the road, when I am living with her and there is a kid in the picture. I really want to crawl into a bottle, think I'll throw myself into work instead... Rave: This too shall pass, combat was tougher..
Rant: Fuck this shit. I didn't even bother leaving the house yesterday, but I decided I needed to try to make it in today. Had to take The Girlfriends car to work after dropping hers off since mine is still in the shop. Roads were worse than I expected, even the highways were still pretty shitty. And its fucking cold out there, I know you Canucks are used to these kinds of temperatures, but I'm sure not. Well I'm at work now, and it looks like maybe %30 of our office staff came in today, and they closed down the shop. Hopefully I won't have to put in a full day. I've said it here many times before, but I'm gonna say it again...Fuck Oklahoma weather!
Rant: 4 degrees is the high in D-town. Not much snow, just cold as fuck. Rave: Tomorrow is supposed to be 44 degrees. Colorado is a bipolar maniac. Rave: I am training for the BolderBoulder(http://www.bolderboulder.com/About_Us/beneficiaries.htm), a fun 10k in my neck of the woods. I have about 5 girlfriends who are going to run with me, which is even more motivating. Rave: Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta...
Rave: I've taught myself piano for the last two years and floored the piano teacher I just started taking lessons from today with my rendition of this: She's been teaching for 30+ years, so it was especially rewarding to hear from her that making myself practice for 1-3 hours every day I could get to the ivories hasn't been in vain. She also quickly picked out several of my flaws in playing that I would have never noticed, I'm glad I started actual lessons. Rave: That lady in the video is an absolutely phenomenal talent. Glad I found that video, I'm even more fired up to practice now that I have a better idea of how bad I am. Rant: I've been sleeping poorly the last two weeks and it's starting to add up.
RAVE: Got my taxes done early, despite the fact they were way more complicated than previous years. RAVE: A little more than $950 coming back! RANT/RAVE: Going to spend a good chunk of it doing the responsible thing and paying off credit cards. RAVE: Should have about $300 left over. Plan is to (a) blow it all on climbing gear, (b) buy a plane ticket to visit a friend for a weekend or (c) put it in savings toward a longer vacation this summer.
Rant: Fuck you, Dr. Freeman. Fuck you. I know that I'm taking a lot of hours. Hell, I know that my mental state at the end of this semester after taking genetics, cell biology, ecology and evolution, chem 2 and a lab, geology and a lab, and a math class is going to be shaky at best. But you know what? I'm dealing with it. I don't want to hear doubts from you. That is the last thing in the world I need. I'm busting my ass like no fucking tomorrow to get to all 20+ hours of my classes, read through all the material, and complete all the assignments. I was in a funk for literally 24 hours after my little meeting with you because it suddenly dawned on me that I could tank and fail. I'm better today, but you need to learn to be more positive, ya big fucktard.
Rant: I am such a fucking idiot. I shoveled my truck out only to get it stuck again. Fernanthonies has it right. Oklahoma weather sucks a big bag of dicks.
RANT Sitting in the library getting some studying in between classes. See the ex with another guy. Fuck that noise. . . . I know it's expected and all, but doesn't make it easier. Especially after going to a party this weekend with a girl I'm into only to have a 'friend' of mine (one who already has a GF), hook up with the girl I was after. Ass.
RANT So, like many of you here, we got some snow. Lots and lots of snow. What this means is that we can't let my dogs outside in the back yard for potty time. Our door swings out and there is about a 3 foot snow drift preventing the door from swinging open. I was going to go around and clear it off, but the gate swings in, so that would involve scaling the fence to clear the gate to clean the deck to open the door. Too much work. So we had shoveled out a "bathroom" for the dogs in the front yard. Mine is a creature of habit so he has nooooo idea what to do with that. So essentially, he hasn't pooped in two days. They finally plowed my street and we usually walk the dogs twice a day, so I figure we'll go for a little walk, he'll poop, problem solved. So off we go, we get to his normal "spot" which is covered with two feet of snow, with some deeper areas from drifting. He is probably about two feel tall (sheltie). So he goes for it, just trying to leap through the snow drifts. It was going OK at first, he is pretty light and the snow was kind of heavy. Then it all went wrong. He was like a quicksand victim, the more he struggled the deeper and deeper he sank. Then he wouldn't come back toward me, he just kept going deeper and deeper into the drift until finally he turned around and just looked at me with just his little head sticking out of the snow like "OK I give up". So I had to go in after him. Then he was all drama, I guess he got snow in his little paws and couldn't walk so I had to carry him home. The other dog is just like "fuck it, I'll poop on the street", which frankly is what I was going for. RAVE Is is wrong that most of this was hysterical to me? Except for the carrying home part, dog is going on a diet.
RANT: There's one in every complex. That asshole who is never home or just doesn't care that his/her ten pound tail-wagging rat is incapable of shutting the fuck up. Morning, night, 24 fucking 7 I have to listen to this thing yip and yap at the world. Plenty of people around here have dogs - the thing about them is, they keep their dogs relatively quiet. I know that your kitten-sized lump of fur has both of its brain cells filled with thoughts of showing the world just how badass it is, but I'm about to take that thing out on the main road and go for a fucking field goal that would make Jeff Feagles envious. RANT: Still waiting on W-2s. Chances that they're on the way pale in comparison to the likelihood that some asshole screwed up my address.
Rave: Put 350kms on my snowmobile today. Best snowday ever. One and a half more days of work until the weekend, but atleast its Sausauge Thursday tomorow.
RANT: Not explaining things clearly. RAVE: Im not a homo. Every Thursday me and the rest of the electricians walk over to the Sausauge Cart on the job were working at and buy sausauge on a bun. Therefore we call Thursday: Sausauge Thursday. Wednesday is "Pizza Wednesday" (pizza for lunch), Friday is "Fly-Away Friday" (we get off early) and the weekend is known as "Double Bubble" (double time paid overtime).
RANT: Didn't get out of court until 8PM. RAVE: Incredible timing at the courthouse as I'm walking onto the elevator.
Rant: Thought my "no (major) sales" streak was over when I opened Outlook and saw an email and attached PO from a customer in NC. It's a PO alright, but an unapproved one. The customer wanted me to look it over and make sure everything was in order before he hands it off to their accounting dept. Of course the last part wasn't spelled out until his second email which I opened 10 minutes later. Easy come. Easy go. Rave: Looking forward to UFC 126, a couple bottles of Jamesons Gold, and cigars on Saturday. Rave: Steep pitched roof, roof rake, and a joy of smoking a joint while shoveling off the high spots makes it unlikely that my roof will collapse.