RAVE: Came to Vancouver to be in the city for the first few playoff final games, and today alone made the whole trip worthwhile. When they scored with less than 20 seconds left--the only goal of the game--the bar I was in went fucking nuts. It was just 5 minutes of solid screaming and cheering. Unreal atmosphere, definitely not something I will soon forget. Three more wins, baby!!!
Rant: Fuck you Canuck fans. I didn't even get to watch the game because... Rave: I was on a plane to Germany to see my fiancee! Touched down just an hour and a half ago. Time to shit, shower, shave, sex, and then hop back in the car... Rant: And drive for almost 7 hours to Switzerland. Yeah, I really want to sit down for another almost three quarters of a day. Oh well... Rave: It's to go to her step sister's wedding. Plus, I've never been to Switzerland, so this will be very cool!
Rave: Last day of work party ending right....nowish. The beauty of working at a hotel is free pool/hot tub time whenever you want it. Rave: Fucking McDonald's breakfast. These pancakes are ambrosia.
I love my house. I really really do, but sometimes I understand the rationale behind buying a brand new cookie cutter subdivision house rather than the 120 year old money pit we currently own. We have spent 25K on it since we bought it 18 months ago and I just agreed to cough up another 9. And it's not like we didn't know we were going to have to spend the money; I just hate doing it. Next stop, brand new kitchen. That will make the previous money look like loose change. It never ends.
Rant: So the girl I'm seeing has admitted to me that she likes me, enjoys spending time with me and could possibly see this going somewhere. The only problem is that she still has unresolved issues with a guy, with whom she works with. She wept last night. Rave: We had sex last night and we're going out on Friday. I'm ignoring the red flags.
rave: sitting in front of our tent at the wakarusa music festival in the middle of nowhere, and I have 3G coverage. Not that I will need it. Time to get fucked up.
Rave: TKD kicked my ass and was fun. Rant: It was obvious I am in terrible shape. Rave: I still have most of the technique from when I trained regularly, I was shocked at how little I lost. ?????: Accidentally threw someone I was just trying to take off balance, the human body feels light compared to loaded barbells.
Rave: New Lapto just arrived Nerd Rave: Spoiler 6gb ram, I7 2620m, 1gb video card, 750gb hd, 15.6" screen. I've been using a 10 inch netbook with 1gb ram that I bought for $250for the last 3 months. Rant: Price dropped $200 about 10 hours after I bought the fucking thing.
Rave: UFC 130. Finally watched it with housemates last night, won multi-shot bets on 6 out of the 7 fights. Sadly I lost shots betting on my own infallibility (housemate called me out on my claim that I would outbet him in every fight, as I made Nostradamus look like a short-sighted pussy). Why oh why did I bet on Spoiler a fat ginger with a mullet instead of Frank Mir? Even at 2 for 1 odds? Fuckkk. ? So, so close to an omniscient clean sweep. Still, almost every fight was action packed and fantastic to watch. And, no hangover, probably due at least in part to the 750g bacon and 12 eggs we demolished between the 3 of us. And winning both dice rolls so I didn't have to cook that feast. Spoiler Brian Stann is a fucking beast. I'm not sure how well his Terminator-like relentless aggression will serve him against Mr. Silva, but I look forward to the eventual match-up with glee akin to being the meat in a Jessica Alba and Shakira sandwich. Also settles a long standing argument in my house about how well a soldier / special forces dude would do when competing within an artificial rules framework. Rave: Doug Anthony All Stars. This is a dead-on recreation of my experiences doing a Communication and Cultural Studies degree (now absorbed into Women's Studies) with classes in creative writing and philosophy at a prominent left-wing feminist University. Spoiler Also, I Fuck Dogs (0:50). Spoiler
Rave: Finally got some real answer on my "mysterious" back pain that has left me curled up in a fetal position a few times. I saw an Osteopath today that gave me an adjustment and said I was going to need a few visits as my ribs were "completely out of place." I guess getting launched into asphalt at a high speed will fuck some shit up. I'm just glad that I am not getting a "Hmm" from yet another doc followed by a prescription. I mean, I love Percocet, but not when I am actually in pain.
Rant: The toilet is clogged. Me and my room mate have been plunging for about 25 minutes. Then we tried the hot water and dish soap thing to no avail. Now we're trying draino. During our plunging, we pulled up an AA battery. Seriously, wtf?
RANT: Are you KIDDING me? After all the indignities I have to suffer as I age, I now have to worry about the youthful glow of my cooch? I give up.
Rave: Full time spot opened up at job 2 that I'm a virtual lock for. Hopefully it will come with a meaty raise so I can boot job 1 to the curb. Rant: Opening came at the expence of a coworker I accually liked. And the other eye candies left weeks ago. Rave: First replacement has been great to work with. Sometimes over nice, but we can mean her up.
Rant: I know its a VW and I know its a diesel but goddamn can I please just get an oil change? It cannot be as complicated as these mouth breathers are making it sound.
Rave: Just got an email from work telling us that thanks to the postal strike up in Canada, everything we've mailed there in the last two days needs to be resent via fax and email. Why a rave? It doesn't affect me at all and I get to laugh as my coworkers run around trying to get copies of everything they've mailed since Wednesday.