Rave: Free baseball game. Free AC at the baseball game. Bigger rave: Free beer at the baseball game. Biggest rave: Free Scotch at the baseball game. My kids went with us, and they were SO well behaved. Manners, commentary, hands to themselves, everything. It was solid.
Rave: Just because I know everyone was oh so very worried about my absence I thought I'd ease minds and say I am still alive. My new job has me very busy but it's great. I not only have my own office...I have a secretary and it is awesome. You may stop fretting now. The only rant I have is I won't be around here near as much as I was. I guess they call it work for a reason. Who knew?
Rave: cubs/sox game tonight, behind Cubs dugout, 23 rows up. Great seats. Rant: Going with the in-laws, without the wife as a buffer. Father in law is cool, but mother in law and grandpa in law are pretty crazy. Will be a long day.
Rave: It's my fucking birthday! Rant: I'm 30.... Rave: I'm getting shit faced in 40 minutes with all my friends! Double Rave: The girl is dedicated to giving me blowjobs on command today and has to call me master the entire time!
Rave: Received a sick job offer today. Rant: Requires relocation and I'd actually have to work (at first). Rave: It's a strict sales position. No management bullshit, no carrying water for others, just straight up gimme dat money motherfucker. ???: I told them I'd think about it.
Rant: One of my scars on my ankle has turned into a thick, raised mass of scar tissue. This is irritating as I took a lot of care in massaging the scar tissue and religiously applying Mederma. The irony is that it is the smallest scar...it was the one used for the camera. The other 2 scars are much larger but have already started to fade and are flush with the rest of my skin. How did I let this happen? Bah. I'm also irritated about the nerve damage that hasn't improved. I feel absolutely nothing whenever I touch my big toe. Rave: This is all I have to rant about in life. Woo hoo!
Rave: Got my flight out tonight...only three more left in flight school. Rant: My instructor today was a Marine. He was not good to brief with, not cool to talk to, and by far not helpful during the flight. Rant: Tomorrow's brief will most likely suck. Gotta study up. Rave: Buddy gets married this weekend. Should be a lot of girls there, hooray!!
Spoilered for wahhhh. Spoiler Rant: I pray, oh fucking sweet Jesus do I pray, that whatever godamned, soulless, inbred son of a bucktoothed whore invented those infernal pre-employment aptitude questionnaires is burning in an especially agonizing part of hell. Further, since I'm on the way there, I do sincerely desire the opportunity to torture the bastard for all of eternity. Rant: It's one thing to reach that coming of age where you recognize that your parents are human beings, complete with fears, desires, and flaws. It's a hell of a lot harder to accept that the woman who gave birth to you is absolutely insane. She lies through her teeth, reinventing facts and events, but it's not really lies. She's so traumatized and unstable that she actually creates her own reality. All I can goddamn do is nod my head and offer words of support. I hate being dishonest, but she's on her way to an early grave as it is, and I'm not adding to it. My brother is doing enough of that by taking out all of his pent-up hate and cynicism on her. I can't expect him to just forget her making his life hell for years, but the kid needs to understand that she can't help the way she is, at least not nearly as much as most can, and all that hate...it doesn't do any good. But does he listen? Fuck no. It's easier to go through high school bitching about spics taking our jobs, and how much life sucks, and how God's a cowardly bitch who doesn't have any balls. Christ.
RAVE: Saddlebags should come in either tomorrow or Monday RANT: Shit is so confusing to me right now, I have no idea what to do
Rant: In no way is it ok for my crazy father to call my boyfriend and tell him shit about my mom. He calls my guy telling him that my mom has a boyfriend, that the neighbors said she doesn't come home until 3am and other graphic details I can't bear to repeat. I called my mom out on having a boyfriend a couple of months ago, and she flat out denied it and then got mad at me for even asking. Is she lying to me? Is my dad just a complete whackjob? Why is my bf involuntarily getting involved?! Rant: It's a really sad day when you realize your parents are actual people and have flaws like everyone else. It's also really sad that I can't believe anything that's coming out of their mouths. And the most upsetting thing of it all is that it's putting a wedge in MY relationship because I'm constantly on edge and taking it out on the guy. I reached my breaking point last night and sobbed for what seemed like an hour. Now I have a crying hangover and sound like an 80 yr. old with throat cancer. Lovely. Rave (because my life can't be THAT depressing right now): I'm going to a baseball game tomorrow, and the beach on Saturday so at least my mind will be distracted.
Rave: Wifey is 24 weeks pregnant as of yesterday, and she and my baby girl are all kinds of healthy and happy. I love the ultrasounds, and we got some great images of hands, feet, and facial features that make me smile every time I see them. Next milestone should be feeling some kicks and movement and the like. I do miss the shenanigan-filled life that a lot of you younger folks lead, but this is where it's at. Church.
Rave: I was part of a big award for naval aviation yesterday. It felt pretty awesome. Rave: I've already had a six pack of beer and I'm sitting in seat 8a on my way to Cancun. It's hard damn work.
Rave!! Went to court today to dispute my speeding ticket. Only had to pay the minimum fine, no points, and no driving school. Thanks for the advice that people gave me about getting a lawyer.
Rant: Accidentally half-way ripping out your nipple ring is not an experience I would wish on my worst enemy.
Rave: I giggle a little bit every time my boss use's the terms "fuckstick" and "spotlight Ranger". He's never been in the military, and after hearing me utter the phrases a few too many times, he adopted them into his vocabulary. Mega-Rave: Deep sea fishing trip this saturday. With the gf's uncle and cousin, one of her co-workers, my dad, brother, brother in law, and 2 other of my friends. An eclectic group of people. Can't fucking wait.
Rave: In 6 weeks, I've lost about 25 lbs. Cut calories, stopped eating fast food and candy/junk food, and started running every day and doing a very basic lifting program on a bowflex (technically my brother's, but he had to 'store' it here, so why the fuck not start using it). Rant: I've been in this position before, a few times, and this is where I usually get complacent and start slipping back into shitty old habits, like junk food and fast food. This is also the point where I stop losing 4 to 5 lbs a week and start losing 1 to 2 lbs a week, if I'm lucky (which I realize is WAY more normal than losing 4 to 5 lbs a week). Just need to start running and exercising more, and keep up the lifestyle changes (this isn't a diet, diet implies that it will eventually end and I'll go back to old habits). Rave: Since the wife and I have stopped eating out so often, we're saving something like $300 a month in fast food and eating out, and our savings account is thankful. We used to eat out at least twice a week, and there was a lot of fast food lunches between us both. Now we do more grocery shopping (our grocery bill is only slightly up) and bringing our lunches/eating at home.
Rave: <a class="postlink" href="http://www.courant.com/community/farmington/hc-farmington-vandalized-bizarre-062420110623,0,4235381.story" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.courant.com/community/farmin ... 5381.story</a> I went to college and was in the same frat as this guy (it's mentioned in the article). Here's the things he did in the 2008 incident: -Threatened to kidnap our frat president and "paint him like a ladybug" -Broke my cell phone into pieces -Crashed the front of his car into the front of the house -Kicked in 2 windows of the house -Tried to fight the responding officers and got tazed -On the Miami trip mentioned, they supposedly chased down and beat up a prostitute