Rave: 3 Cute girls have been hired at my office, so cute they make the office a better place. Rant: They're all fucking married, what the hell is my HR department doing? Three in a row really? Really? Come on!
RANT: Just when I thought warmer weather and the ensuing spring were going to take over, we are getting shit on to the tune of 14-18" of snow. Now, I really do like snow, but not towards the end of fucking March. It is to be expected here I guess.
Rave: Its time to go back and put the finishing touches on the first stage of my back tattoo. I fully intend on discussing how to cover up one shoulder and do the other.
Rave: Had a weekend off. Rant: Spent half of it driving. Rave: Checked on my horse. She's doing well. My Guy's horse is doing alright too, so it's fantastic. Bigger rave: Fuck yes I love American Eagle jeans.
Rant: Fever of 101 and it is coming out of both ends in a bad, bad way. Of course, I am supposed to be going to my first field experience tomorrow morning. If the fever doesn't subside, I won't just be missing a field experience day (which is hard enough to make up), but the FIRST field experience day. Fuck, man. Just fuck.
RANT: Go to the doc for a cough and congestion that I haven't been able to shake for a month. He looks around, listens to my chest, does the usual. Tells me it's just a sinus problem. Then he prescribes me some heavy duty antibiotics and tells me to make sure I come back if it doesn't clear up. Me thinks there's something he's not telling me.
Rave: TAX RETURN GOT DEPOSITED TODAY. Vegas, Mexico, or new TV: pick 2. Rave: Stephen King announced an 8th book in the Dark Tower Series, which he basically said would chronicle the events between 4 and 5. I am such a nerd. Rant: Another noise complaint today stemming from an incident on Saturday night. Sorry, neighbours. Rave: Apartment to myself for the next week, at least. Here's to making as many pussy appointments as possible.
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Rave: This should go in the weekend drunk thread but I couldn't wait. Why cant I go to school with girls like this?! NSFW
RANT: Fucking new puppy chewed up my cpap mask and my insurance has a $700.00 deductible on medical equipment. A cpap mask is about a hundred bucks and it's going to be a huge hassle getting a new prescription and finding a place that won't try and rip me off. RAVE: It's going to be sunny and 80 all week here. RANT: I'll probably be too tired and cranky to enjoy it.
RAVE: It's my birthday. RANT: It's a Tuesday. RAVE: Thawing out a filet mignon for a spectacular birthday feast. RANT: What are you supposed to do on your 25th birthday? Try to rent 25 cars? Everyone knows I'd be in the hospital with an IV by car No. 18. RAVE: Since it's on a Tuesday, that means I can get away with my celebrations lasting a week. Trivia beers tonight, kickball beers tomorrow, NCAA beers Thursday, and no-holds-barred beers Friday and Saturday.
Rant: Ex-boyfriend has a new girlfriend. Rant: Really not sure why this bothers me, as I was the one who broke up with him. Rave: Bought myself a new Coach bag, which will surely last longer than their relationship.
Rant: My obnoxious, co-worker has started a debate in my office. She thinks it is perfectly acceptable for men to wear Hawaiian shirts. This just adds to the many reasons why I loathe her. She thinks that if one is "beachy," then it is okay to wear them. Why? Her fucking husband wears them. In my opinion, the ONLY two reasons when a guy may wear a Hawaiian shirt is: A) He is in Hawaii. B) At a Luau. Now, I have already seen the comments about Hawaiian shirts in the club thread, but any other feedback about them would be greatly appreciated.
Rant: This chest cold is killing me. My voice sounds about three octaves higher due to the nasal congestion. When you're a radio broadcaster it becomes a tremendous pain in the ass. Rave: My weekly Sports Talk-Show turns three-years-old on April 4th. I have already locked down an interview with the head-coach of the Saskatchewan Roughriders, and shortly I will have interviewed a member of the Toronto Blue Jays and a prominent representative from Hockey Canada. I can't believe "The Little Show that Could" is about to turn three. Rave: I have a lunch meeting on Saturday that could lead to an intriguing new business opportunity through a local sports website. Here's hoping I'll be able to step on board and help out.
Rant: The tendonitis in my hands is acting up. I have to get cortisone injected in my joints again. At least it lasted 3 years last time. Rave: Going on vacation this weekend, Mr. PIMPTRESS is taking me on a mountain town road trip that he has planned. Hooray me!
Rave: I spent a few minutes updating my monster.com resume and got an email from someone looking to interview me. I have no idea about the particulars of the job (salary, benefits, etc.) but odds are looking good that I'm going. This isn't to say that I hate my current place of employment, but it's definitely nice to be wanted. Especially when people way more skilled and qualified than me are getting the shaft when it comes to their own job searches.
Rave- Potentially helped save a life today. Spoiler I had a coffee date with the best friend and boyfriend this afternoon and couldn't find my jacket so I was 5 minutes late to leave the apartment. The boyfriend and I were waiting at a crosswalk when the gentleman waiting beside us hits the ground like a ton of bricks and starts having a seizure on the road. We called 911 immediately and tried to help him as best we could but since we weren't 100% sure if we should move him we didn't. The 911 operator moments later confirmed to leave him still so I made sure he wasn't run over by oncoming traffic as it's probably the busiest intersection in my city. The amount of people who stopped their cars to offer their help and make sure we had been able to call 911 was overwhelming, heart warming and very much needed as they were able to help keep him from harming himself further (banging his head on the road, trying to move around) before the ambulance arrived. The whole incident took no more then 5 minutes and by the time the ambulance came the gentleman seemed to be coming around and I truly hope he ends up being fine. I am always getting shit on for being late but this time I am super glad I never know where my things are because this story might have been far more tragic had we had left on time and were not there to help.