RAVE: My mom's 81st birthday party and surprising her with my best buddy, Teufel, and me. RAVE: She loved, loved, loved her new necklace and it made me so happy just seeing her reaction to it. She's the best. RAVE: We ate at the Gaspar's Grotto in Ybor City on the way back to Atlanta. Not only are dogs allowed on the patio, they are allowed in the restaurant! Ragin' RAVE: So wait, there's a casino here where dogs can stay in the hotel with me, you have the #1 dog beach in the US (Fort De Soto), and my dog can come with me almost everywhere? I so love you, Tampa. Biggest RAVE: I'm going down in two weeks to look at a few places in Tierra Verde. Poker, one of the top beaches in the world, number one dog beach, great food and nightlife, and 6 hours from Atlanta and 2 hours from mom and dad…sign me the fuck up.
Rant: Paper due on Thursday. It's one of those "introspective papers" that I absolutely detest writing. Rearranged my work schedule to be off today so I could knock it out, and I'm still procrastinating. Time to get the BS machine fired up and running.
Rant: The guys working on the sewer line on my block shut the water off without letting us know. Now I've still got shampoo and soap reside on me, and a toilet full of shit that can't flush, and roommates that don't understand why the sinks don't work and are getting antsy. I've spent my fair share of time mucking around in sewers... at least enough to know they've been heating the ground up for a few days and had more than enough time to notify us people on the block when they'd be shutting the main off in advance so this shit wouldn't happen. But they didn't. Fuckers.
Rant: Twitter just brought to my attention that today is apparently #bootyappreciationday, yet there are no new posts in the booty thread.
Rave: Taxes are done. Getting back almost $2K. Gotta love owning my condo. Rant: Jesus, almost $2K?! I have to modify my W4, that's way too much money for Uncle Sam to hold on to. Rant: Sacroiliac joint pain producing a dull ache in my balls (yes, that's an actual side effect). It's time to go get some Aleve.
Rave: Checkride and solo complete!! Rant/rave: Had an actual caution light during my solo in which my copilot was at the controls. It wasn't a big deal because we were doing a normal landing at a practice field, so we just set the helo down away from everything and shut it down. Rave!! I'm solo complete!!! Next up is tactics! High speed approaches, confined area landings, steep approaches, etc. Awesome!
Rave: Had a date with a cute girl on Saturday that went very well. Hopefully, we'll be able to meet up again this weekend. Rant: Had to take laptop in to get it checked out and I think it might be a CPU/Motherboard issue which could cost a bit of cash. It's even more of a rant because Dragon Age 2 drops tomorrow and I probably won't be able to play it for another week or so.
RAVE: Boring night, so I read about 20 pages of Texts From Last Night. RAVIER: Came across one about a guy telling women he never cums from head. The southern boy used that line on me right before I proved him wrong. RAVIEST: I texted him with the quote and said "I'm on to your shit now." EPIC: His reply: I'm in church right now. See you all in hell.
Rant: Mother in law has been in the hospital since Friday. Rant: The doctor just told my wife to call the relatives because she is not going to live much longer. Rave (?) This lady has had a hard life since day one. She has outlived three of her children and is just ready to go. Rant: I am really going to miss her. She has been an outstanding Mother in law and a great grandparent to my kids. I really have no idea how to console my wife.
Rave: Just picked up a box of amazing homemade egg-rolls from a lady I used to work with. I've eaten eight in the last five minutes. Seven more will be joining them when I'm done writing this. I may vomit, BUT I CAN'T STOP EATING THEM!
Rant: I'm on an apartment search. What a pain in the ass. Rave: I've narrowed down the 140+ places that ProMove sent me down to 14. Woot! Rave: St. Patrick's Weekend is coming up! Guess who's both Irish AND a lush? I see lots of scotch in my future.
I just wanted to post this here, in case others might benefit from it. Here's a story of a guy who outsourced his apartment hunting to a guy that he paid $3/hr to basically do a lot of the initial data gathering. <a class="postlink" href="http://savagethoughts.com/post/810789091/how-i-outsourced-my-apartment-hunt" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://savagethoughts.com/post/81078909 ... tment-hunt</a> It saved him 30 hours of his time, and cost him $90. There was also some pretty interesting and insightful discussions about it here: <a class="postlink" href="http://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=1514875" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=1514875</a> I know a friend of mine here in Vancouver who did something similar, and it saved him a shitload of time and energy, and he got a kick-ass place.
Rave: Free $260 jeans for "all my hard work last week." None of the other staff received such a reward. You may recall that in last week's drunk thread I posted that I was drunk at work. My life is the best.
RANT: Serge is sick. I have only been together with Serge for one week and he's already worn out. Sad Queen-Bee. Nettdata EDIT: Bought a mouse trap and then realized you needed a bear trap, eh?
Rant: $260 jeans, fuck me I've never bought a pair over $70 and I thought that wad outrageous. Not sure: apparently another board member lives 10 minutes from me as I just found out, shits crazy what a small world.
Rave: Excellent. The hiring manager is definitely interested in me and thinks she can get to my salary number. Rant: Now I have to fix up my resume. Yuck.