Rant: This fucking restaurant is NOT worth a 45 minute wait, crammed into a small, shitty, cold lobby like cattle, when I can't even drink ( I have to drive). For the pain in the ass this is, I should get a blow job with my burrito. Fuck every single restaurant in this god damned city. Seriously, this lobby is the size of an average bathroom and there are 40 people in here. I'm developing claustrophobia and agoraphobia simultaneously. Rant: Wife refuses to leave, as she gets to drink and she wants a fucking margarita.
Rave: $3,000 back in taxes this year, after I pay off city for the year. That's right, bitches! Cower before me and quiver for mercy! I am all that is man and my holy desires shall be filled wantonly. Your women want me. All you men envy me. Money over bitches. Holla.
I was planning (read: dreading) paying double rent to the tune of $2400 until mid-June. I believe I've found someone to take over the lease once I agreed to chip in a one-time $1200. This will save me almost three grand between now and June. If you cross anything or pray to any pagan gods, please put in a word so I can increase my net to what it should've been when I started: Way more than I deserve.
Rave: It was a nice 70+ degree day today. Rant: I left the heater on at max for 10 hours today. It was so hot when I came home I broke a sweat shitting.
RANT: Disney shut down the old company that was supposed to be my next contract that was supposed to last a few years. Haven't worked in almost 4 months. RAVE: Just finalized a new gig. 2 year old software company, in the video game and animation industry, with solid sales and huge potential. I'm now the new head of all things technical... don't even have a title yet. Solid equity position in the company was offered and accepted. Get to work from home 99% of the time managing a distributed development team. I'll never have to wear pants again.
Rave: the boyfriend is reading to my kids and they have vicious gas. So I keep hearing him gag and complain and the boys giggle. I am not in the room so it's hilarious.
Rant For some unknown reason I took a 4 week contract in Jaipur, India. If 15hr days with 2hr return commutes didn't suck already. I have come down with Delhi Belly, I have never been this sick in my life.
I know how incredibly stupid it is to post a Facebook status as a rave, but it's much easier and much more succinct than posting all the messages and transcribing the phonecalls. My Facebook status, detailing what I just dealt with for the past hour:
Rant My daughter has now been in hospital quarantine for six fucking days, and hasn't gotten better. This RSV shit need to stop because I think I'm actually starting to lose it.
Rant: Woke up to my roommate going to work on his girlfriend in the shower. Rave: She was throwing up for a good part of the night from drinking, so Im glad Im not him.
Rave Can get a great lease on a restaurant space for 100+ seats. First floor or 14th floor are same rate, 14th floor is already built for restaurant use too. Rave Secured a farm that raises free-range, organic lamb, beef, pork and chicken for the potential restaurant. Rave The two Hattori knives and a Kikuichi knife that I ordered just came in. Rant/Rave Haven't drank in 43 days. Rant Its time for fund raising. Been dreading this part.
RAVE: I went by Wal-mart today to get oil and oil filters for my car and my truck. On a whim, I went over to the men's department, and they had those full body coveralls for working outside in the freezing fucking cold on 50% off clearance, and that was after they were already marked down from a hundred bucks. $26.50, and now I don't have to do snow pants and a jacket, I can just rock my coveralls. They only way they could be more bad ass is if they were colored like camouflage fatigues. RANT: Took my car in for an alignment. Needs a hub, a tie rod end, and a ball joint. They wanted $350 just for the hub + labor, $140 for the tie rod end + labor, and $200 for the ball joint + labor. RAVE: Bought the parts myself at Advance for $200. My regular mechanic will put it all on for $85. RANT: Normally I do the work myself, but since we don't have a garage and it's the frozen fucking tundra outside, I can't. RANT: I might be able to ice skate in my yard tomorrow. We're getting rain right now, and it's 33 out. I'm guessing that there will be a nice ice glaze tomorrow I can skate on. Greeeeeeeeat.
RANT: Scumbags who write Trojan horse programs that drop on you from random websites and force you to reformat your hard drive because it attaches itself to critical system files that AVG can't erase. What the fuck is the point of that, really? RAVE: I have several extended drives and only use my C drive for system stuff so I didn't loose a thing and didn't even have to back up. RANT: It's still a pain in the ass having to update windows and re-install a bunch of other shit. RAVE: Got back a shit load of tax money!
Rant: 16 hour day unpaid shoots with less than 7 hours between the end of the shoot and the start of the next one, hurray!
????: Have one of those kitchen sinks with one biggish sink and one quite small sink. Just washed the dog in the quite small sink. He fit easily. He not only fit, but I managed to dunk his head under water. Rant: Washing him because he fucking stank. Jesus the fuck christ. Rant: Not sure I agree that he's actually a puppy, much less that he'll ever be a dog. So fucking tiny.
Rant: Holy icy mess. My road looks like what I imagine war torn Bosnia looked like in winter. Gah. So icy last night that I slid past both entrances to my driveway from about 50yds up the hill. Bonus suckage for getting my tractor stuck on ice while getting a bucket full of sand. Rave: Strongly considering taking one of my GTX's out of storage and putting some studded tires (which I hope are still good) on it. A little torn because it was detailed before it was put away and driving it around today will get it fucking dirty. Still... what's the point of having toys if you never use them. Rant: The above probably won't happen because I have to snowblow the roof of my building before we get another storm. The building is literally a brick shithouse but it's also 100 years old so 2ft of snow if about the max I want to leave up there.
RANT My brother left my credit card on our hallway table after he asked to use it to order the new map packs for CoD. Why is this a rant? I ordered pizza for our super bowl party tonight, the delivery guy comes and I invite him in because its cold and when I went to get money to pay for the pizza for tonight, he had fucking creeped from the doorway to half way up my hall and was looking over the table, to what I can only assume was to check out my fucking credit card number. So fuck me in the ass, right? I just called and cancelled the card, but jesus what a fuck stick this guy was. I called him out on it, he got flustered and denied it, so I gave him the cash and told him to get the fuck out of here. Am I out of line to call the store and report him? I guess its my word versus his, but still. I feel like Chater after a night out at The Barking Frog, used and abused.
RANT: Girl who was stroking my hair in her lap yesterday doesn't want to see me again. Apparently despite enjoying my company last night, I somehow in the scant days I've known her come across as a two-faced douchebag. Fuuuuuuuck. RAVE: