Obligatory Canucks RAVE that you probably don't care about: Spoiler Hooooly shit. I don't think 1 goal has ever made such a difference; if the Canucks had lost in overtime, heads would have rolled. Losing to Chicago, for the third playoffs in a row, after we had won three games to start the series, and after our best season in franchise history... shit would have hit the fan. And by "shit would have hit the fan," I mean, people would have fucking RIOTED. Anyway. I've been a Canucks fan since I was 5 years old, and I'm unspeakably happy they pulled this win off. BUT... Vancouver still shit the bed for games 4 and 5, and a tiny bit in game 6. Vigneault said this would all be forgotten if they won game 7, but I disagree... If the Canucks lose this second series by anything less than a razor's edge, I think there will be a lot of questions about what went wrong. Not that being #1 in the regular season means a ticket to the finals--it absolutely does NOT--but the Canucks were a great team this year, and if they barely squeak by Chicago then lose to [?], I don't think the Powers That Be will be very happy. At any rate - good fucking series, Chicago. Given the history, I want to hate you guys, but you're a hell of a team, with a HELL of a lot of heart. Plus, in all the interviews I saw from your players, I was impressed by the class they showed. Your top line is a fucking force, and you guys have really cool jerseys. Still, na-na-na-boo-boo, we won. HA!
Rant: Giving up 5 goals in game 7 is a hard way to go out. Damn Philly played great. Rave: We're going to be great next year.
Rave: 5-2....God I love this team. Would've been nice to get Boosh the shutout but otherwise that game was pretty much perfect. Bring on the Bruins/Penguins/Lightning
Why in the fuck do families see fit to not inform an immediate family member another is in the hospital with serious medical issues? What is the logic behind that? Protection? Well, all that goes out the door if the person dies for fuck sake. What a long shitty night of tears and no dinner. If anyone takes this to the R&R visualized thread, they will be banned. To say I'm in a shitty mood is a huge understatement. Fuck life. And just so you guys know, he didn't die but obviously I'm still upset and fucking pissed the fuck off.
I'm not one to post in here twice in one day, but I feel the need to rant about my lack of foresight. A sleepless night is little trouble in itself. Add antihistamines and a kick in the teeth from ragweed/pollen/allergies I haven't dealt with in nearly a decade, and I would rather be retching in front of the toilet with a chest congestion.
Rave: "I don't think we should fuck, but I'm down for everything else!" Rave: Blowjobs and pina coladas
Rant: I have decided, that after dating this 19 year old girl for a few months to never date a girl younger than 21. The sheer amounts of stupidity that are emitted from girls that young is incomprehensible. Old enough to drink - old enough for me. Fuck the dumb shit.
Rant: Motherfucking Voxeo, Comcast and whoever else is involved in the ENDLESS fucking calls I'm receiving. A week ago I got a call from an automated system asking me to press the * key if my Comcast service was working. It was, I did. The calls keep coming. Push *. No other options given, no number I can redial as the one it's coming from is disconnected. After receiving calls at 11:30PM & 5:00AM for the last two days I called Comcast. Very nice lady who tried to be helpful but had no records of them using Voxeo for any service updates in my area. I called Voxeo. Pricks. It's not us dude, just someone using our service. Yet another call just came in from this fucking thing and not a damn thing I can do about it. I want to murder Voxeo. It's times like this I wish I was a hacker or something. I'd take their entire site offline or crosslink it to German kiddie porn or something equally as awful. I hate, hate, hate these cunts.
Rant: Which one of you idiots tried to put his dick in Mother Nature? We have a tornado watch advisory for the next 12 hours. Nonstop. 12 hours. I live right across the street from one of my city's tornado / air raid sirens. I'm not sleeping tonight. The sky looks like how my stomach feels after I eat Chipotle and get the hot salsa with the black beans. My cousin lives in Alabama (she's married to someone on Alabama's Supreme Court, before the redneck jokes come out) and she called to tell me there are buildings on her street that are missing. Not torn up or royally fucked, but missing. Rumor has it that one of the tornadoes that went through was 1.5 miles wide. She lives a few miles southwest of Huntsville and shit is apparently getting wild. If you guys don't hear from me, sent a search party.
Rant My little girl already needs glasses because she's farsighted, and she's only two. That kind of sucks. Also, I am (once again) a minority in my own home because of my glassesness.
Rant: I worked a solid 12 hours today. Not at a desk in the AC either. Rave: I'm off til Monday and leaving in the morning for a festival in the NC mountains. Rant: 6 hours of work today was helping my dad finish a dock and I'm sunburned like a motherfucker. Rave: My best friend, who was scheduled to be induced Friday, is in labor*. Rant: I'm leaving first thing in the morning so I won't see my new "nephew" til Monday.
RANT: If you don't want my opinion on your retarded selfish girlfriend, stop telling me about the stupid selfish shit she does. I'm a man. No. I can't just listen. RANT: WTF is up with the tornado watch until 2 A.M. It's a good thing I'm up almost that late all the time anyway and that I'm off tomorrow. RAVE: I'm off tomorrow.
Rave: I'm going to Nashville this weekend with a girlfriend of mine. I'm stoked!... the weather is going to be awesome and I love the city, the talent and the people watching. I just can't wait to get out of town and just let loose with a great friend!
Rave: Personal best 225 x 6 on push jerk. Rant: My wrist is still messed up from absolutely screwing up a power clean a couple of weeks ago. Cortizone might be in order. Rave: Brought home some churrasco from work. Om nom nom.
Rave: Split a bottle of wine with the best friend. Then I concocted some sort of nasty iced coffee amaretto drink. Rant: No weekday drunk thread? What the hell? Where are you TiB when I need you?!!?!?
Rave: Got a job offer doing more what I want to do and a $4k a year raise with benefits. Rant: I really like the guys I work with. The guy that's offering me this job works with my boss in a management related way. My boss took a chance on me when jobs were even harder to come by than they were now. I can't believe I can feel elatedly shitty.
Rave: Going to Vietnam & Cambodia in late July with friends for 3 weeks. Do they still do that blow up a cow with an RPG thing in Cambodia?
Rave: I am so fucking stoned. This is fantastic. Im too stoned to be hungry. This, too, is fantastic. I'm listening to some old Hendrix. You already know what that is... Rant: Why do people make stupid status updates announcing their imminent leave from fb, that they can't take the drama, or some other excruciating drivel that is as subtle as nuclear detonation in begging for attention from their fb peoples? I always wonder why they are on my friends list at all. What control can fb have over your life? You didn't get enough "likes" for wishing work was over, that your cat is awesome or reposting some kind of chain message? Nobody cried for you when you posted that you were having a crappy day? Damnit, now I am thinking about that fucking site. Kill me.
Rant The coolest, best tempered cat in the world just died in a puddle of piss and god knows what else on my bed. He wasn't sick or even THAT old so I don't know what happened but it sucks. He'll be missed.