Rant: Got sent home from work (With pay) before I blew a gasket. Basically my co-workers were fucking off and I got a bunch of shit dumped on me because the three people who were supposed to be taking care of things fucked off somewhere and I (Who just happened to be there) got shit all over. I was not happy about it. They've never actually seen me pissed off before. Now they know it is possible, and it's very noisy when it happens.
Rant: Weeks back, some ballsy, probably drug-addicted asshole stole my iPod Classic 160GB out of my truck. Come to find out they are irreplaceable, because they are discontinued. The only thing to do is buy one at a super inflated price online because Apple doesn't make them any more. Raveish: I just bought a reconditioned one for $100. It's only 80GB, but should hold the majority of the music I always had. Let's hope the sucker works and gets here in a timely fashion. *spins the wheel* It turns out that F150s come equipped with a "hidden" auxiliary port in the back of the stereo. To access it you have to take apart the top of the dash. And, because nothing is fucking easy, the port is a mini USB and not a regular USB, because fuck you Ford Sync. The new (to me) ipod - if it works, knock on wood - is getting plugged into this port and hidden away so that no one can ever get at it again. Serious question: if I go back to leaving my truck unlocked and rig the compartment that typically (i.e.: used to) hold my ipod to have some kind of electrical charge if someone opens it, is that illegal?
Rave: A friend of mine did something really awesome today. I am raving on her behalf, and so happy for her. w00t!
Rant- Ive been dealing with insomnia for a while, sleep issues since at least high school. I went to a doctor a few months ago who let me try ativan out for a month. The immediate and total reversal of almost everything that caused me stress and anxiety was almost overwhelming. Slept better, ten times the energy, ten times the focus, made me feel better in every imaginable area of my life. I honestly didnt know people could operate like this on a normal basis. I couldn't find enough outlets to occupy my energy with. Eventually it started wearing off and I started waking at night again though I still felt great during the day. Then I finally ran out of my prescription. It took a few weeks but last week I was back to zombie mode. You wake up and the first and really only thought is when can I lay back down again? You gut out the days until you can sleep in on the weekend. Fuck. I went back to my doctor (my family doctor who had been on sabatical for the past few months) today and I had hoped we could try something to get me back to the level I was at. I told him up front I didnt want the ativan since it had already been building a tolerance and Ive heard Dr Drew blare a million times it's not a long term solution for any affliction, insomnia, stress, what ever. He had originally suggested trazadone a long while back but I wasnt comfortable taking that and prozac. Seeing that sleep issues being fixed basically cured everything, I said id be open to trying it now. At first he seemed game to try something else. Then the subject of my coffee intake came up. I realize I drink a lot, 4-5 cups a day on average. Its a viscous cycle as being a useless zombie at work isn't an option. I need to cut it down significanly I know. He shifted to just cutting that out entirely and no need for any additional sleep aids. This is the same doctor who would throw any pill at any problem. Honestly, the prospect of spending another single day as a tired stress filled zombie makes me want to scream. The thought that I could have figured this issue out in highschool and been a productive happy person the whole fucking time makes me want to cry. Plus now I have to face giving up coffee while also waking up in the middle of the night, staring at the wall for hours, then feeling like dogshit all day. FUCK. I hate my life.
Rave: Yesterday I finished this after working on it for about four months, and I'm proud of myself. My brother's birthday present - his favorite tank since we were both kids, the Israeli Merkava. Nicest piece of work I think I've ever done. Added a lot of details to the already incredible (500+ piece) kit, scavenging from other projects or making stuff from scratch, including the rough anti-skid coating all over the topside (it's hermit crab sand). The base is just lightweight drywall spackle, gone over with a wet sponge and pressed with treads from a different Merkava kit that I fucked up a few years ago, then painted. Rocks are kitty litter. Figures were separate, and I'm guessing the sculptor who did the infantry-woman on foot is an ass man, because she has a nice one. Also, last time I posted about a model (Wasserfall missile in 1/72 scale) pictures were requested, so here's one:
RANT: Fuck. First I find out my dad has Alzheimer's disease, then today he tells me that he has bladder cancer. And the doctor told him that he probably has two years to live. He swore me to secrecy about this, but I'm telling you people, and no one else, not even Li'l Bandit.
Rant: Fuck American Airlines. Delayed flight meant I missed my connection back home to Australia. Rave: Overall it was an amazing trip, caught up with friends, made new ones, drank a heap of booze and had an all round amazing time excepting one or two small incidents. Rant: Not looking forward to work on Monday.
Rant: My home town and the town I live in have been under major rainfall the last 2 days. My hometown has had 21" and the town I'm in has had 17". At least 2 people (one a 4 year old) have died during attempted rescues. The rain is supposed to continue on through tonight and as of now the prediction is at least a 60% chance of rain every day through Wednesday. So many friends and I'm sure, soon enough, family members have water in their homes. Me and my wife are basically cut off from the rest of our families (as in, there's not any streets open for us to get to them or them to us... we have a way in and out...for now) It's pretty heartbreaking seeing all the updates on facebook. Rave?: Our house should be high enough to not get any water... should be. This is already being called "historic flooding" but this house has never been flooded in its 45 years of existence. Still, we're a little nervous. Edited to add: there has been an ongoing video of a truck stuck in high water and some folks trying to rescue him. There was a live feed of the rescuers vehicle getting swept off the road as well. They just recovered the body of the driver of that second vehicle - died trying to rescue someone from the first vehicle. Damn it.
Rant: I had to shave for the first time in seven weeks this morning. Fuck work, I want to be back overseas.
Update: the next door neighbor woke us up pounding on our at 5:00 AM telling us there was water in our back yard. Me and the wife spent the next hour packing keepsakes, clothes, and my guns and got the hell out. Me and her cousin's husband spent the next 6 hours running around gathering family members that were arriving at the local high school by boat. ( we got in just before they closed the interstate, driving through 18-24" of water on the interstate) My mother, sister, BIL, and pets had to be taken by boat out of their house. They are currently at a shelter about 5 minutes from where I am. My wife's brother is riding around our neighborhood in a boat (saved some animals from the local animal shelter) and is updating us with texts and pics. Currently my house has 1 foot of water and will be getting maybe 3 feet more. Livingston Parish looks like the 9th Ward of New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina and that's no exaggeration. Pretty much everyone I know has water in their homes. It's ...surreal... that word is overused, but it fits here. Pretty much the only way into Livingston Parish and my home town , Central, is by boat. We'll be fine, not worried about the house and its contents, those can be replaced. But it's a fucked up situation, for sure. http://www.wafb.com/story/32753230/...g-rescued-from-sinking-car?clienttype=generic
Rave: Two weeks from today I will be living in Minneapolis. I have everything set up the way I want it and I am stoked.
Rave: Whenever I come home from work, my cat sits on my lap, purrs, and stares at me. It's perfect, but the staring makes me nervous. Like his adorable peanut brain might be plotting my death.
RAVE: The idiot posting in the Advice Board and then got banned within hours. Thanks for the laugh doofus, that made my day.
RAVE: I've been going deaf for the last few weeks... it was worrisome. Picked up some q-tips today on the way home tonight, and dug a fucking mountain of shit out of my ears, and just now they did that magical "pooosh" where they cleared and all of a sudden I could hear shit crazily clear. Crazy. RANT: Fucking idiot new posters wasting my time and getting on the one nerve I have left while working.
RAVE: Finally got the job and the hours I've been wanting. It's been two years of pure hell, but at least it's over. I only have to work two days a week and get full time salary and benefits. BOOFUCKINGYA! RAVE: I don't have to work in a prison anymore. RANT: Usually get my paycheck on a Thursday and had a lot of plans with the wife for my day off but they processed it late and I won't get it until tomorrow.
Rant: Hurt my back, have been very immobile for the last week. Rave: Luckily I'm an engineering genius and rigged this up using calculus and stuff. So far I've gone through Mr. Robot season 2, The Night Manager, and 1.5 seasons of The Walking Dead.
Rant: Had a back spasm last night so today is off work with drugs and games. Rave: It loosened up enough for me to watch Luca Brasi last night and I'm so glad I did. Awesome show.