Rave: Good deeds. As I mentioned before, I won my office's NCAA pool. However, there's a woman in my office who has placed either 2nd or 3rd for the past five years. She picks UConn to win every year, including this one. So, I did a nice thing. A really high-end florist is right next to my office and as I pulled in this morning I saw that all of their cut flowers were 1/2 off. So I went in and bought $70 worth of flowers for $35 and was able to make her day. Rave: Karma likes good deeds. I'd been to this florist before around Christmas to pick up some holiday stuff my boss ordered for the office and noticed that an amazingly beautiful girl works there. Brunette, fair skin, probably about 5'10", great body, great eyes. I only had time to talk briefly, because I had both arms filled with stuff. Today, she was there again, and we talked/flirted for a good 20 minutes while she played with her hair and put together the bouquet. Before I left, she made it a point to tell me her name, twice, and to come back whenever I needed anything and ask for her. Don't get me wrong, I love my girlfriend, but it's nice to know I've still got it.
Rant/Rave- Just broke up with a girl, and one of the reasons she cited was that despite her being a vegetarian, I would take her to restaurants and eat large quantities of meat in front of her. (Hey, I made sure there were vegetarian options!) We weren't together for very long, so it wasn't heart-breaking. On the contrary, I got really cheerful after hearing that reason, which probably didn't help matters.
RAVE: A friend of mine is opening for Snoop Dogg for a free concert for UNC students. This is huge for him. It's at the Raleigh Amphitheater in front of an enormous amount of people.
RAVE: I think I'm actually going to lose my virginity tonight. Buddy's girlfriend is coming to town, and she's bringing friends. He invited me along. Plus, one of my female friends is coming along with the sole intention of getting me laid. According to her, all I have to do is not say anything completely retarded, and I'll be fine. I'm nervous as fuck, but that's what beer is for. If I miss this opportunity, I will never forgive myself.
Rave: Hot 18 year old is way into me Rant: 6 year age gap seems like it might be a little much Rave: She is smart enough that it may not matter (Bio major) Rant: She is my boss' niece. Rave: He mentioned to me today that he doesn't give a fuck if I pursue her. Awesome dude.
RAVE: Got 30 sheets of drywall and 24 sheets of plywood delivered this morning. RANT: Had to waste the day at school, so all I've been able to do with it so far is move it into the basement. RAVE: My basement remodel is looking pretty damn good, particularly since I don't really know what I'm doing. RANT: I get to make ANOTHER trip to the store for materials.
Rave: Three years ago my cousin, my grandfather's namesake, went in the first round to the Boston Bruins farm team. He was traded this year to the Leafs and got the call this week! He makes his debut to the NHL this weekend on Hockey Night in Canada! Yay for him! Rant: Wet dogs. I guess spring is finally here. Rant: What the fuck is with the weird names people are giving their kids lately? Lyric is not a name for a child. Before you name your kid, do the "Supreme Court" test. If the name doesn't sound right preceded by "Supreme Court Justice," then it isn't a feasible name. Supreme Court Justice Lyric Smith will never exist. Lyric is going to be a stripper, and it's her parents' fault.
Rave: I'm having a yard sale tomorrow and will hopefully make some money Rant: I'm having a yard sale tomorrow and might not make any money, and the organizing of all of our SHIT is killing me!! Plus, it rained tonight, ruining all of the signs I made and posted this morning Rave: Disneyworld in 2 weeks! Let's hope I make enough money from the yardsale to be able to spoil my kids rotten
RAVE: FINALLY getting started on all the landscaping I've been wanting to do. Driveway has new fresh gravel, the raised beds are starting to go up in the front, the path to the back door finally has a walk way and more raised beds are on the way. RANT: Physical exhaustion.
Rave: Star Wars marathon on Spike today. Rant: I'll only make it through A New Hope before I have to start getting around to go to a baby shower. Rant: I hit a turtle last night in my car, I tried to avoid him but fucked it up. In retaliation the bastard gave me a flat tire.
All raves today. Rave #1: I won a teaching award yesterday for the physics class I SI for. Yes, the hooker teaches. Laugh it up. Rave #2: I'm officially graduating in December. I will fall just under the national average of 5.6 years spent in undegrad. Rave #3: I've been accepted into a graduate program for applied statistics, matriculating in spring 2012. This means I will be able to get a "real" job post-graduation. And have a Master's before I'm 25. So I can finish my DPH before I'm 30. (One little rant: I have to take Calc II in the fall to keep my spot in the spring - yuck) Rave #4: Dinner party tonight. My friends are making a lamb roast. Om nom nom. How I'm not a blob with feet, I still haven't figured out.
RANT. My stupid ASSFUCK DICKSUCK LARP DWEEB COCKSUCKER of a neighbour WITHOUT MY FUCKING PERMISSION cut down the nice eight-foot tall hedge that divides our properties that's on MY FUCKING SIDE OF THE PROPERTY, not his while I was away last night. No ask, no note, nothing. Now, I have sharp, ugly jagged stumps sticking up all over my fucking lawn for my two-year-old daughter to impale herself on, and no more nice hedge that I PERSONALLY MANICURED to perfection EVERY WEEK in the hot months with an electric trimmer while he let his side look like shit. No hedge can grow back, I can't replace it with new shrubs because of the useless roots that are buried under the ground. fucked six ways from sunday. He had better hope he doesn't come home until my rage subsides, because I'm going to bury a tire iron in his fucking forehead I swear to Christ. I am THAT fucking pissed off right now. Piece of shit.
NERDY VIDEOGAME RANT: Got Fight Night Champion a few weeks ago, and decided to get my skills up and take a run through Story Mode and Legacy before taking my boxer online. Today I decide I'm ready, and go to redeem my online pass code. No dice. The EA forums show that many people are having this problem, across all platforms. People have been getting 2 and 3 different pass codes and STILL can't get online. The admins had the balls to blame us, the consumers, because we didn't check our region codes before buying the game. Really, EA? More than half of the unlockables and trophies are only available by playing online (unless I want to straight up pay for them..shyeah right..I bet that works without a hitch), and I didn't pay nearly 60 bucks just to get 40% of the game experience. Screw you, I'm going back to Street Fighter 4. Speaking of SSFIV, NERDY VIDEOGAME RAVE: Looks like SSFIV Arcade edition will be downloadable for around $20 after all, instead of paying $30-$40 for another disc. If this is true, thanks for finally listening Capcom.
RANT: No dice. It wasn't my fault; the friends bailed out and decided to go clubbing instead. The frustration is definitely looming, though. I LOVE the line, "If I was single, I'd fuck you right now," and by "love" I mean "passionately hate." Ladies, what the hell? You can show me you care without frustrating me more. Just say "Sorry dude, better luck next time" or something. I ended up getting completely trashed once I found out women weren't coming. My friends now have me on video yelling DI-style at a palm tree because it had Christmas tree lights. I agree with my drunk self - what the hell is a palm tree doing with Christmas lights in April? Later, a bunch of poolees (buddy's girlfriend's friends - kids in the Delayed Entry Program to join the Marines) showed up and decided to drink as much of our booze as they could without paying for it. After they started talking shit because "we're pogues and they're gonna be infantry," I ended up leaving to avoid burying my fist into poolee skull. Had a nice walk on the beach. According to video, I was pacing up and down singing All Out of Love and looked very forlorn. I don't remember singing it. RANT: I get back to the barracks, and the sergeant on duty says "Hahahaha, you didn't get laid." Someone texted him. Fucker.