Rant one of my employees died last night. We may not have been very close, but she was young and a hard worker and now she's gone. I can't imagine what her family is going through. i just had a great dinner with my family and I'd absoloutley lose my shit if I had to deal with something like this. shit, this is gonna drag the whole store down tonight.
Rant: A few overdue projects I have to make up over the weekend to make sure I scrape a passing grade in my Psych class. This is due to the fact that I was mostly retarded at managing time and genius at procrastinating the first half of this year. Rave: Chance to start over next week's midterms so I can actually have decent grades come next year and college-application time. Rave: Gonna tear shit up on a roadtrip with the most awesome friends ever after said midterms. Rave: So far I've kept my New Year's resolution to not hook up with fat chicks. I intend to keep it that way.
Rave: I went to my boss' sex toy party on Tuesday and got myself a vibrator. How I have lived this long without one is a mystery to me.
Rant: After feeling a "crinkle crinkle" in my neck this morning I can hardly turn it. This sucks since a. I'm doing a 5-day workshop next week where I need to be able to USE my neck, and b. I can't use any modalities on it until Monday. Fucking a.
Rave: I am already feeling way better only a few hours after taking some of the anti-biotics I brought back from Mexico. (yes, I am one of those. I keep a stock of Cipro and Azithromycin in case I get really sick.) What I got now was a strep infection that sneaked in like a Viet Cong while I was recovering from the flu. I have always been highly susceptible to strep infections as I used to get them all the time as a kid. Doctor writes a stupid expensive scrip, I go to my medicine cabinet, or should I say Cabinito de Medecino. Better living through chemistry indeed.
Rant: Fucking iTunes. I hate iTunes so fucking much. I had to break down and finally download it at home so I could put a new ringtone on my iPhone. However, it seems that the phone is synced to my iTunes library at work, and so I can't fucking connect it to my home computer to transfer music without deleting all the content that is already on there. Fuck! I really want to fucking punch something right now, but the only things around are expensive electronics. Guess I'll have a beer.
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Rant/Advice: So this girl and I have been growing close since late October. She broke up with her boyfriend in September, and I've been talking to her occasionally up until randomly we start talking about relationships and breakups and she tells me she is now single. Very cool gal, smart, funny, attractive, pleasant. Our conversations start off as friendly, then get deep, then get flirtatious towards December. It becomes obvious that there is both physical and emotional attraction between us, so we go out on dates. All our dates end up being all nighters, with lots of fun and intimacy. The problem is, she tells me that she's not ready to emotionally invest herself in another relationship quite yet, so things end up in a standstill (and she wasn't saying that just to that she's not interested, that I'm sure about). I'm in a position now here I genuinely enjoy her company and I know she enjoys mine, but that it wont progress any further for the time being because of what she said. The dilemma here is that my mind tells me that I need to just back off and give her space while continuing to be friends until she completely figures out her situation and emotions while my emotions make it seem like I fucked this up entirely. I definitely would like to pursue something long term with her, so I'm trying to figure out if giving her space is the solution. Does anyone have experience in this kind of situation?
RAVE: Brother's appendix was officially removed early this morning. He's fine (thanks for all the well wishes!!) and he's already begging Dad to sneak him some Taco Bell because he's "starving". It was about to burst but they operated just in time thanks to the early detection from the UGA medical clinic. Cool fact for the day: When I inquired about what kind of sweet scar he might have, I was envisioning a line with staple marks or at least some faded stitch marks. But.....they took out his appendix through his BELLYBUTTON. For reals. Minimal scarring! Minor Rant: I thought they let you keep the appendix, but they don't. Sad day--my other brother and I were deviously plotting on how to best freak my mother out with an appendix in a jar. Biggest Rant of All: The big purchase thing mentioned yesterday--while not finalized completely like I was led to believe-- is still moving forward amidst my fervent protests. I was actually promised that a conversation would be held this weekend addressing my concerns, so I'm trying to wait patiently for that to happen. In the meantime, smoke is still coming out of my ears.
Rave- Ironically enough first and only conversation with Sheriff Joe Arpaio was tonight, it went like this. Him-what kind of booze do you have me- voeka, gin, rum, tequila, bourbon and scotch Him- I will take a screw driver me- (silence) but mentally chastized him for being such a mary.
Rave I wrote earlier about a girl I used to know from high school coming to see me for a week. Everyone who warned me that she was pregnant or going to kill me in my sleep will be happy to know the whole week was amazing and couldn't have gone any better. Rant She is gone now and that fucking sucks.
My dad is staying with me for a few weeks before he heads off to the Philippines for a few months. He just ended marriage number seven. He's already lined up number eight. They met on the internet. They've never met in person. She has 5 kids. He said on the phone conversation he had in front of me that he loved her. He then asked if she needed help in the shower. My dad is 63 years old. If someone could just brain me with a pickax, that would be fantastic.
RAVE: I played 18 holes of golf today! 4 of them in a t-shirt. The back 9 was the best golf i've ever played too! RANT: Tomorrow I get to spend 12 hours in a car driving back home. At least I'll have two football games to keep me company! RAVE: I finally get to get back and wrap my arms around Ang. It's been a good trip but damn do I miss her. RANT: My laptop is freaking out, the AC/Battery keeps flip flopping and I'm worried it might start on fire in my lap.
Rant: Bitch flaked on me after already flaking on me Friday night. Rave: I eventually got my I'll-call-you-as-soon-as-I-wake-up-and-we'll-go-to-IHOP breakfast and it was awesome... Rant: ...At 10 PM after I'd already assumed she had died and had therefore cooked and eaten dinner. Rave: It was still fun, and she did apologize for her flakiness, and I still ate 3 plates of pancakes despite my dinner, and my day was spent doing things I enjoy anyway, so there was no real loss. I just have to take this flakiness into account for future plans. Rave: Made stupid jokes that were nevertheless much enjoyed.
Rant 1: Legal documents coming out my ears. It's 10p.m on Sunday and I'll be up for the next couple hours pouring caffiene down my throat and trying to finish this crap. Rant 2: My Xbox decided to slap me in the face with the red ring of death this afternoon. Goddamn. Rave: At least I didn't wake up with a killer hangover after consuming a 40 of stoli last night.
Rant: My dad's having a rough time. His best friend, my surrogate uncle, has colon cancer, and the latest batch of treatments is having no effect. And now my grandfather has liver cancer. It's very disconcerting to see my daddy cry, especially when there's absolutely nothing I can do to improve the situation. Gah. Much smaller rant: My friend coaches high school wrestling, and his team was seeded number one for state this year. Due to a couple little fudge ups, they didn't even place. And I had to deal with a drunk, angry ex-wrestler for half the weekend. Woe is me.
Rave Chris Waltz wins for Inglourious Basterds. Richly deserved, indeed. Rant I realize how much work went into Avatar and I fully honour it, but you can't expect me to believe Cameron should beat out Tarantino for best director, do you?
Don't think I've ever had a more bi-polar weekend. Rave: Friday night. Played with our new bassist, hung out with friends from out of town I haven't seen in a while, spent the night at the bar, made fun of slutty girls who didn't even attempt to flirt with us but demanded that me or one of my friends buy them drinks, girlfriend welcomed me home wearing nothing but a fur coat, passed out happy. Rant: Saturday. Woke up on the bathroom, got berated for my failure to fornicate, worked all day hungover, somebody smashed my rear windshield while I was at work, concert I've wanted to see for weeks ended up filling the bar over its capacity before I got out there, oldest dog threw up about 6 times over the course of an hour once I got home, started driving to the nearest pet hospital an hour and a half away when I decided it was too late to drive and he wasn't acting sick anymore and I really didn't want to drive all the way to Columbus without a window. Rant: Is Freddy Prince Jr. on 24?