Rave: Back again tonight, and moved to more than a kiss. I am taking this in installments though. Only moved to second base tonight. Being respectful and shit. Because: Rave: Tomorrow we're going down to Pismo beach, show her the pier and have some seafood. Maybe SLO on the way back up. And then: Rave: Riding my motorcycle out to Hearst Castle and a hilltop winery for an outdoor dinner and live music on Friday. Damn, I'm good at this shit. Rant: Still only maybe 2 weeks of total time I can spend in person with this girl before she's gone.
Rave: Passed another Microsoft exam. One more until my Server 2008 Server Administrator certification is done. This last one was a total bitch, so I am glad I passed on the first try. Rave: After passing the next exam, I get a 20% raise! Rave: Booze, and sex with the wife to celebrate tonight!
Rave No meetings for the rest of the week! Maybe I'll actually be able to get some Real Work (TM) accomplished. Why does this matter? Please read Maker's Schedule, Manager's Schedule by Paul Graham of Y Combinator
Rave: Super nice day. Warm pre-spring weather that feels 10 degrees warmer than it is because it's so nice out. Had this weird clump in the back of this cabinet and OMG! there were mushrooms attached! So weird. Couldn't identify them in any of my books but I figured drying them out and taking them on a day like today wouldn't hurt anything. Later guys.
Rave: My early retirement has finally come to an end and I've got myself a job again. Reasonable money, flexible hours, no bullshit. Rant: This means I can no longer spend my days wondering what time is it acceptable to start smoking weed. Rave:Mum got back from her 4 month holiday yesterday. Got a thousand cigarettes and a ( very convincing) fake Breitling Bentley. Rave: It's three of my friends birthday parties this weekend. I can only hope I will sober up in time for work on monday.
Rant: Listen, i am sorry my application guide was wrong, and i sold you the wrong parts. But for fucks sakes if the part looks completely different, do not just stuff the part in there. Then come back and tell me it is wrong, when it breaks. Would it not make more sense when you take the old one off it it looks different to come back then, and not 2days later. Oh and it was front pads for a car. Yea, i love my customers sometimes.
Home from Hawai'i. I love my own bed. And not paying $40 for a meal. Rant about my time in Hawai'i: We went to Pearl Harbor Saturday morning. The Guy has never been, and wanted to see the Arizona and the Missouri. I'm down, because I think everyone who goes should see those things. While we were watching the video before going out on the boat for the Arizona, people were texting and talking. Annoying, rude, disrespectful, but not so bad my eye was twitching. When we got to the Arizona, it was raining, and people were loud because of that...but once we got to the back where the Memorial wall is...people were laughing, shouting, giggling, and cutting up. What. The. Fuck. This is a tomb...it's one of the most reverent historical sites on American soil. There are sailors and marines forever entombed in the sunken ship below and you disrespectful pieces of trash want to treat it like a hangout. These were not young people. They were older people who just didn't show proper respect for what they were seeing. I hate everyone.
Rant: Day five of my cold. Started with a sore throat, evolved into a head cold, and now my head is stuffed up and I am coughing crap up from my lungs. Awesome. Absolutely awesome. Rant: When I talk I sound like an old person that has been chain smoking for the last fifty years. Rave: No fever, and aside from the coughing and lack of ability to breathe, I feel okay. I just sound like death.
Rave: My god, this girl's body is amazing, and she fucks like someone's about to catch us. I had a very good day yesterday.
Rave: Got Radiohead tickets before they sold out Rave: Friend who didn't even know they were playing and im hooking up with one of the tickets is gonna pay me for my foresight in pot.
RAVE: Can't go wrong with a nooner, makes the afternoon much better. RAVE: Got tickets for the Chili Peppers in October. RANT: Only fucking seats, no GA at all. Who the fuck does that anymore.
RANT: Getting old officially blows. A nooner? You know what that means to me? A fucking nap. Because I'm fucking old and tired. And apparently not appropriate to have sex with anymore. Not that I ever was. I remember getting excited by this. Circa 1986. What the fuck!?!?!?! General Admission? Yeah, the only 'GA' this old fuck sees is in a hospital. If I'm at an event that's longer than ten minutes, and I'm paying for it, you better believe there's some motherfuckin seating for this geezer. RANT: I miss being young. RANT: Interview today didn't go well. RANT: And I don't give a shit. I mean this truly. That's how old I've gotten. I just no longer care.
Rave:Officially going back to Berlin for the first time in 5 years. We will be staying with a family friend who is currently headlining at the German National Opera. Hopefully she can score us some good tickets. I will love to be back in all my old haunts, and especially going to get a Doner at my old favorite stand. Also am going to visit my Swedish professor now that I have been living here. She'll get a kick out of that.
Rave: And the repeat performance after dinner last night was even better. She gave me the elusive male multiple orgasm. The only other time I've ever done that, I think I was 17.