Rant: Had to put one of our dogs to sleep today. He was a rescue dog from the Dominican that was completely without fur from malnutrition and covered in scars from abuse and neglect when we got him last year. For the past several months his disposition with our other dogs had been improving and we never had a problem with him around people since he was one of the biggest attention-loving animals I have ever seen. Over the past couple weeks he had been getting more aggressive with the other dogs, and for the past little while, with people as well. Today he attacked two of our other dogs very severely and then tore my dad's arms up when he tried to separate them. My parents, with the input from our vet, made the decision to put him to sleep since he couldn't be trusted with pets or people any longer. I'm sorry, buddy. We tried so, so hard and I hope you felt that. We loved you like we've loved every other pet we've ever had, and I hope you felt what it was like to have a family that loved you unconditionally. It absolutely kills me to know that we couldn't help more, and I hope you're in a better place now.
Rant: I have to give The Dude his dog back today. I've been dogsitting his little booger for a week while he's been at a conference, and I'm ashamed to say that we've formed quite a tight bond. I am a cat person! This isn't supposed to happen to me! I am actually going to be legitimately sad when I don't hear her footsteps following me around every day. The unsolicited and totally unearned adoration is addicting, y'all. Rave: He wasn't around to tell me no when I took her to PetsMart and there were cute doggy clothes on sale. She now has a super awesome sweater and it's adorable. She might also go and get a second sweater with me later before he gets home. Yesss!
Being at work for five hours today notwithstanding; it's been a pretty great weekend. Event seemed to run well with my part of it hitting some excellent highs and then I was greeted by my hot wife in lingerie at the door when I got home this morning at 6 am. Good times.
Rant: Just did my taxes, and I owe money. I suppose this is better in theory than having made the Federal Gov't an interest free loan, but it definitely feels worse than getting a little cash back.
Rant: When you brag about a restaurant to people for months and when they finally make the trek to see you and you all go to that restaurant, only to have the world's worst service and world's worst food. This place didn't even bring their B game. Or their C game. And those people that I bragged to? Those were my parents. I've never been so fucking embarrassed.
Rave: damn good weekend. Friday I rode 12km to work, then had people round that night. Ended up with 20 people getting stuck into some glorious chaos, and we stopped drinking at 9am thanks to the (black) magic of dexxies. No sleep at all, and spent Saturday blazing and playing computer games to recover. Slept for 14 hours Saturday night, woke up Sunday feeling beautifully refreshed, did various chores and had a decent workout. Then got a posse together and headed to the beach, and it was a fantastic day for it - 37 degrees, decent swell, pretty scenery. Spent a couple of hours bodysurfing, tossing a ball around, and generally loving life, and then returned home to a cold cider. God I love summer. (Yes, it's autumn now. Fuck you.)
RANT: Fucking bullshit power outages lately. Our power was out for 7 hours four days ago. RAVE: Dad had enough and gave me a blank cheque to get a generator, transfer switch and a diesel tank for our future genset, with the minimum stipulation that the AC works. Rave: Got a good deal on a 25kw generator, and 500 gallon tank. Should have 20 days of power at half load (100amps) with the tank set up. Hoping to break ground on this project next weekend.
Rave: Flights are booked and I'm headed to outback Northern Territory to play with chainsaws for three weeks and hopefully see some shit get blown up. Rant: Next to no notice to organise everything and it's a pain in the ass when you can give someone every bit of information but because they didn't hear it from someone with an extra stripe on their fucking arm means you might as well have told them the sky is blue and trees are green for all the fucking good it did. Stupid fucking travel clerks.
RANT: Haven't had a smoke in months and I'm sitting here feeling like I'm having a mild asthma attack.
Rant: No sunscreen has turned me into a lobster. Rave: Lots of fish and lots of fun! Rant: I really can't stand my family sometimes. Those times are more than I can stand them. Rant: My truck is back in the shop. I hope I don't need a new transmission. I also hope that whatever is wrong with it is not going to cost me an arm and a leg. Rave: The best friend handed me the keys to his Chevy Duramax as a loaner. He's such a sweetheart when he wants to be.
Rave Dale Jarrett came into my bar last night, very nice guy, down to earth and tips well. One of the more gracious celebrity sport types I have met.
Rave No more car payments! That bitch is finally paid off! Now only if I can keep from getting the itch for something new...maybe a F-150 or a G37 Coupe - NO! The Jeep is good enough; I just need to keep telling myself that.
Rant: A good buddy from school got engaged over the weekend. His girl texted mine pictures of the ring, and she's been quiet and slightly annoyed with me since. Deal with it bitch, they've been dating for 5 years. We've been dating for 18 months, don't get your hopes up anytime soon. Rave: The job is going pretty well and I just sent in my application for NYU Business School (Stern SoM). I won't hear until around April 15, but I'm feeling good about it.
Rave: Just spent awhile on the phone discussing a super special, super epic project* with a customer. I am beyond excited to get started. Rave: My basement operation was selected over a big, established company. Helllll yes.
Rant: All three of my roommates are packing up and about to head to San Diego while I stay here to fly on the east coast. Rant: I still have about 20 flights left before I hit the mythical Fleet. Rave: Flying a ton more recently. At least four this week, probably five. Same next week and the week after. Then my NVG flights to finish by the first week in April.
RAVE: Had my mid-level review with my supervisor and chief this morning - they're very impressed with my work ethic, my attitude and how well I do my job. Score!!! RAVE: Less than six weeks away from my automatic promotion to Probation Officer II - with a hike in salary. Okay, a small hike, but a hike nonetheless! RAVE: Going out with the PD tomorrow to round up a bunch of gangbangers that have active probation warrants - and doing this sweep until Friday. RAVE: No rants! Happy!
RAVE: While not seeing anything close to what Shimmered just posted, its low 70's here, the women took full advantage of the weather and graced us with lots of tiny tank tops and very short shorts. Oh how I love the warm weather