Rant: I get to figure out how to setup one of our client's firewall. This wouldn't be a problem except that nobody has the credentials to log into it. So now I get to configure this new one over the course of a few days while people realize shit isn't working anymore. But before I do that, I need to figure out how a DFS works, set one up, and make sure it's working before closing today. I am doing all of this on 1.5 hours of sleep today. The cherry on top of this shitstorm of a day is that I managed to put my boxers on backwards. Nothing says "comedy" like standing in front of a urinal, desperately trying to not piss yourself while you fumble around for a dickhole that isn't there. Edit: I'm aware that this whole backwards underwear thing is becoming a regular occurrence. Fuck off.
RANT: My English teacher from high school has been suspended pending his resignation. Somewhere between personal conflicts with higher-ups and accusations of calling students "airheads" and "idiots", he pissed some people off. I'm not a fan of teachers being abusive to students, but I had this guy for two years, and he was a great teacher. Despite a somewhat liberal bias, he was fair, if rough. Every morning, he wrote out a summary of a current event on his board and started his classes with a discussion on the topic. Thinking for yourself was encouraged, and if he called you an idiot, it was because you had earned the title. But hey, some swollen-headed moron or platinum bimbo got their feelings hurt, so never mind having a teacher who actually gave shit (not something you could have said for many of ours).
Rant: The glass part of the light fixture above my desk fell off. Onto my head. And shattered. Rant: Just finished A Dance With Dragons. It was not good. No real spoilers: Spoiler 6 year wait, 1000 pages, and maybe 15 or 20 hours to read it, and it was a waste of time. Nothing happened in the book that couldn't be summed up in 2 pages. I wasn't even going to buy the damn thing, but a friend forgot he pre-ordered one, and bought one on release, so he gave the spare copy to me. I figured what the hell, it's free. I should have waited like I was originally going to.
Rant: Absolutely horrible night's sleep last night. Rant: Forgot to take my meds this morning before leaving the house. Rant: I feel totally wiped out and exhausted and just want to go to bed. Rant: 4 hour class begins in about 40 minutes.
Rant: My employer promised that they would have my 401k status ready to be dispersed to me by Monday. I called and asked for it to be paid out as it is under 10k, and so no sense in rolling it over should I need cash. They told me that my employer had not said that I was no longer working there, so I called up my work, and they said that they couldn't get to it as the person who would do it is going to be on vacation until later this week. I have lost about 9-10 percent of it this week.
Huge fucking rant: I'm totally freaking out.. I told my friend i'd be able to go through with a rent payment I might not be able too. Here's the deal. Him and his mom were desperately looking for people to live in his house with him and I volunteered. It's 1600$ per semester (about 5 months) august-december, then january-may, not bad at all. Well, she wants the whole load in one payment AKA 1600$ in two weeks.. Well, with the combination of fixing my car and spending a little bit too much in the summer (I've saved really well, just the small things kill me like going out to eat,boozing etc...) I should only have about 1000$ and the 200$ deposit..Now I'm hoping she will put the deposit as part of the payment so I'm only 400$ short. There's a few things that could go right here though...I have a rolex to sell, but finding a buyer might be tough in the economy and I might be able to borrow some from my brother...I seriously hate what I get myself into sometimes. Considering he's my best friend I'm sure it won't be a huge deal, but I ALWAYS fuck up when it comes to things like this and I absolutely hate it. Does anyone know any full proof ides for a little quick cash even if it's something as small as 50$?
Rave: Just picked my first round of mojitos off the new mint plant. The plant is a "lemon mint," and is growing like Michael Jackson's dick watching Home Alone. I also have two kinds of rosemary, as well as peppermint. Rant: No pestle. Ice cubes will have to do for the time being.
My dad suffered a major heart attack tonight. He also broke some ribs and his nose when he collapsed in the parking lot. I'm at a loss as to what to do anymore.
Rant: Feel like drowning this depression away in drugs and alcohol... hopefully it will take this pain away from me or take me away from this pain.
Rave- I'm fucking drunk, and will stay this way untill sunday. Rave- Budbash on Houghton lake Saturday, hundreds of boats and thousand or so people. Good times
Rant: Have to be awake at 0515 tomorrow for a Moto formation run with the squadron. Rave: It's only about a mile and a half at close to 10 minute/mile pace. Rave: Might find out my platform tomorrow...I'll give it a 10% chance. Rave: The only thing I have to do for my winging besides show up in the correct uniform on time, is buy food and non-alcoholic drinks for our soft patch party the evening before...everything else is taken care of.
Rant: Yesterday, I spent about an hour and a half cleaning up the server room. After extensive installation works, had a dumpster full of trash all over the room. Flattened the boxes for recycling, stacked it neatly, etc. Some fucking inconsiderate, passive aggressive dipshit of a child felt the need to toss the stacked and sorted rubbish all over the fucking room, creating fire and tripping hazards, for reasons I still haven't fucking identified. The only thing being blocked by the rubbish was a couple of racks that contain no turned on equipment. Un.fucking.believable.
Rant: Hit squats for the first time in months, fuck I am out of shape. Was squatting 142lbs before the plague(s) hit me, now 42lbs (counting the bar). Sad. Rave: Worked to failure, dumbell rows and deadlifts as well. I am fucking determined to get better than ever. I have no desire to drink lately, Hooray Health Kick! I feel hella good, actually. It's nice.
Rave: It's my birthday! Small Rant: Where the fuck did my 20's go? 30? Damn. Big Rant: My fiancee is in Germany and won't be here to celebrate it with me.
Rave: Reaching my fitness goals. I'm on point to be 20 lbs down by the end of August/ beginning of September Rant: Choosing to be fit is way harder than letting yourself be fat Rave: I already know what I want to do after this and I'm excited for it Rant: Fucking crab in a bucket mentality - Spoilered for ranty length. Spoiler What the fuck do you mean you don't want me to use the living room for an hour after work to work out/to better myself/ to be better? Its a fucking hour you cunt. What the fuck do you mean it feels like you're living with your parents because I 'take over the living room every night?' Its a fucking hour you fat bitch. I'm sorry that I don't want to drink a bottle of wine every night to deal with stress. Go fuck yourself with that bullshit. Just because you're happy with your gut spilling over your pants doesn't mean that I should. I like seeing my fucking genitals without mirrors. Status quo is for losers and I've been one for far too long. That I'll do it tomorrow, do it slow, skip days, eat 3 portions instead of one, lick my fingers, get a bigger belt, get bigger pants, take my perfectly good but small clothes to the charity shop shit is just that. Shit. Its for celebrations and once and a while, not for every day. I haven't earned that. Rave: I aint letting anyone get in my way. And that shit feels good.
Rant (con't): Now, in addition to all the machine gun fire and bowling balls they're using to repair our roof, they've apparently decided to fill the holes with what smells like highly carcinogenic adhesives and chemicals. And the windows in my office don't open. Rave: It's Friday, and only 1 hour and 15 minutes until I'm out of here. Then I'll be in NYC for the weekend starting tomorrow morning.