Rant: I'm pissed off at my online course instructor. She won't fucking grade my last exam so I can't move on to the next assignment. Lady, I've been locked in my apartment since Monday night! I have nothing else to do. Please grade my exam so I can move on. I could fucking finish the course today. Rant: I feel like a shitty friend. My friends are getting married in Little Rock this weekend, and I'm supposed to ride up with a bunch of girls tomorrow. We're supposed to get more sleet/snow tonight and tomorrow. I don't want to get on the highway with these girls, but I feel like a shitty friend for bailing. I don't want to get in a wreck/spend all day on the highway clenching my asshole with feelings of impending doom. Rave: At least I'm not in Chicago.
RANT: Fuck my place of employment, and fuck the woman who cut my hair. Check that, I don't want to fuck her, I want to fuck the other girl there, the hot one. Why the hot one couldn't cut my hair and press her boobs up against every angle of my head is beyond me. Anyway, I got a trim two weeks ago. A week later an email goes out informing everyone that the bullshit grooming standards that have been flaunted since the place opened half a decade ago, are not being enforced. No beards, goatees have to be grown out during days off to avoid "scruffiness", and hair has to be off the ear. Fuck. You. This is a decent fine-dining place, but it's not exactly 5-star French cuisine. You can drag Sgt. Major Sixta in here to scream at us, and it still won't balance out the fact that most of your employees are heavy drug users, and most of the rest are naturally apathetic, lazy, and dumb. To be fair, I suppose the drug users have an excuse, but that doesn't make it any better when I see my jackass coworker snorting Xanax off the top of the dish machine. Whatever makes you feel better, I guess. What doesn't make me feel better is having a short haircut, because now I'm probably going to get pulled over for looking like I'm too young to have a license. Again, fuck you. Oh, and that raise you gave me six months ago and took away a week later because of a "clerical error"? You damn well better make it up and more at my evaluation, or I'm going to hand you my two weeks right there, just after I ask for the corporate number so I can leave you with an ass-reaming. I'd love to be able to do it myself, but putting the wheels in motion is good enough for me. And on top of this, the bitch wanted me to style it. She was very pushy about this. "Oh, just spray some hairspray on it and tease it a little. It'll only take a minute." Bitch, no. It's hair. It needs to be washed and dried once a day in the shower, and then it needs to be left the fuck alone. If I go out and get a pink polo with a popped collar, some faux-designer shades, and a dumb blonde with no self-respect or judgment, then I'll get the gel to complete the package. Until then, fuck off.
Rant: motherfuckers, flush the goddamn toilet when you leave. Rant: to the idiot trying to set up the system I mailed to them: everything was fucking meticulously labeled. You set it up wrong, then instead of calling me, you fucked it up worse by trying to fix it. Die in a fire.
Rant: I'm getting $3 back this year. Three dollars. Rave: I guess it's better than owing money. Rave: Getting $1400 in tuition reimbursement from the job. Rant: Took out a $1000 loan out of my 401K which I need to pay back.
Rant: I really wish I had a super-computer right now. Doing this comp-sci assignment and have to wait 4 minutes to see the results of my coding changes because it has to run through the program 2^16 times. Rave: One of my most insane rants ever.
RANT: How many times does it have to happen before the obvious is seen? RAVE: Motorcycle show tomorrow in Minneapolis.
Rant: all the stupid commercials featuring Black Keys' songs are messing them up for me. I had my ipod on shuffle on the way home from work today, and "Girl is on my Mind" came on and I had to switch it because all I could think about was diamond necklaces.
Rant: While everybody else was having a snow day yesterday I had to work, that would be bad enough but it was expected. Instead I had to do quite a bit harder work than I do on any given day while the other 90% of the people I work with got to stay home (I wasn't the only one, there were 6 of us, but still.) Rant: Work today sucked trying to play catch up from everybody else's snow day, my back and shoulder were (are) killing me and everyone was being bitchier than usual. Rave: I'm taking a personal day tomorrow. I'm not feeling great, but I won't be getting up at 4 tomorrow morning! Rant: My courier job that usually only takes up 3 hours of my time took closer to 5 today because of the snow. Rave: By tomorrow the roads will be decent enough that the trip won't take all day, then I'm not leaving the house all weekend if I can help it.
Rave: Got home from cyclone clean up and the power is back on. Kick ass. Rave: Swinging a chainsaw around for the majority of the morning. Been ages since I've had the chance to work with one and its not bad fun. Rave: No family up here but by all acounts there was no deaths that I've heard from the entire cyclone. Massive amount of trees ripped straight out of the ground but the majority of damage is superficial. Not bad considering it was a severe cat 5 cyclone and they have no cat 6 rating. Rant: Is ridiculously hot.
Rant: Not happy with her phone skills. Left a message, received a text the next day, responded, then nothing. (This sounds super gay) What"s bothering me is that when I saw her mom the next day, she told me daughter said all good things. Either mother is lying or daughter is playing some kind of game. Writing this one off.
Rave: Rochester NY hasn't seen this much sun in what seems like years Rant: My office has no windows Rave: Sabres are back tonight which means my no drinking for a week self imposed test worked. Take that alcoholism.
Today you will not see a frown on my face. Rave: Bon Jovi tickets go on sale in 20 minutes! This may be the second greatest day of the year. First obviously being the concert in May!
Rave: training for this marathon is having spectacular results on my ass...it's rounding out nicely! Rave: got my tax return back. Hooray, new laptop very soon! Rant/Rave: Amazon.com is very dangerous for me. I have $1,046 in Guess handbags on my wishlist. I can't have them ALL? I haven't even looked at the shoes....that's a very slippery slope. Rant: My car was fucked in the ass by a truck in the parking lot yesterday. The offender was awesome enough to leave their info on my windshield and swear to take care of it, but my pretty red car is butthurt. Damn icy snowpack. Rave: Going corset shopping with my best friend today. Rave: the bf and I are doing much better after a "come to Jesus" meeting, heres to him keeping his word! Rave: Good sexin' music....
Rant: It's fucking snowing again! It was supposed to be above freezing today so some of this shit would melt off, but now its going to be snowing for the next three hours. Fuck this state. Rave: I'm not in Chicago right now.
Rave: Lock up your daughters, hide your pets, and don't let your wives shave their armpits and upper lips, because I'm getting myself into amazing shape. I'm getting all lean and ripped and looking like those guys on the Olympic swim team that get your girlfriend's nether regions all hot and steamy. Minus the gay. Rant: I apparently took too much time flexing and admiring myself in the shower this morning because as soon as I got myself lathered up, the hot water was gone. It was one of the top ten worst experiences of my life. My balls immediately retreated somewhere into my body and will NOT be coaxed out by any less than your mother's tongue and a blow drier. I was screaming so loudly that I don't think my cat will ever come back out from under the bed he ran under, and I'm still feeling soapy because I couldn't stand the ice cold water anymore. Fuck everything.
Rant: Houston has ice all over so the roads are iced and people are retarded drivers here. Wrecks EVERYWHERE! Rave: I didn't have to go to work today and I am happy since I prefer to keep my car wreck free. The good thing is I live 45 minutes from work so by my house there is little ice and the liquor and grocery stores are open still! We are going to head there and load up and get ready since tonight is suppose to freeze and have freezing rain again. I am thinking a bottle of crown and a bottle of whatever scotch catches my eye.
Rave: Free lift tickets for driving a Toyota. Decent snowboard session this morning. Rave: About over being sick. Rave: Going away party tonight. Rave: UFC 126 tomorrow night. Rave: Hosting a SB party on Sunday. You're lookin' pretty sexy, you weekend, you.