Rant: Flying back to South Carolina in the AM. Which means back to school and no seeing my gal for a month. Bah.
Rant? I went out for dinner with a friend last night. She picked me up in the back alley - no one ever uses my front door - and when I left my yard, the fence was fine. After dinner when she dropped me off, I went to open the gate and it fell off its hinges. I thought the hinge had sheared right off. Upon closer inspection, the hinge was fine; it had just been undone. Someone came into my yard and fucked with one hinge (not both!) on my gate. WTF? "She's paranoid!" you're thinking. "The hinge probably broke and she doesn't know what she's saying." But you'd be wrong! The hinge looks like this. Three rings on each side of it that dovetail together and have a pin dropped down the middle of them. When I got home, the two sides of the hinge were separated and the pin was completely inserted into the fixed side of the gate. I took the pin out, fit the two sides back together, slid the pin back in (had to get a hammer), and it works fine. No way that could have come out on its own, never mind having the pin stay put on one side. So yeah. I guess I have a gate bandit? Weird. Rave, I guess, that I don't have to replace a gate hinge.
Rave: Just got home after a massive night out in Darwin fuck all sleep and and an uncomfortable plane flight. Rave: Trip was fucking awesome, flying in a chopper is fucking cool. Rant: Finished our stuff early so had to come back4 days before we were meant to and back to work tomorrow.
Rave: A much needed day off with no kids and Mr. P at work. Went for a good run this morning and had grand ambitions of cleaning house, until I had a change of heart. I'm going to drink Shock Top and smoke "Black Bubba Kush" all day. Well, until I pass out or something. I only have healthy food available for munchies, so it won't be that unhealthy. Just began Game of Thrones and I am in love.
Rave: Gophers are headed back to the Frozen Four! Rant: We run into a very hot BC squad. Rave: Should be an excellent game. ?: How is this not a penalty?
Rant: Because my instructor is a cocksucking asshole, he got pissed at me because I didn't have a map laminated, something wholly insignificant. So he gave me until tomorrow to laminate it. As I'm out on this shithole's errand, I need to get gas. So I fill up. As I swing the gas cover closed, what do you know, the mother fucker breaks off. God fucking dammit, of course. I blame that fuckstick. Shitty thing is, I can't just say no, I won't do your stupid, menial task because I know you're a cock and you're just being a raging cock. Now my car looks ghetto.
Rant: Younger sister just got diagnosed with Chron's Disease. She's 18. Spoiler for those who don't give a shit: Spoiler So around last August my sister started having stomach pains. It came and went and rarely kept her stuck in bed for too long. About two months ago it flares up massively, such pain that she can't eat, sleep and is stuck in bed. Doctors can't figure it out, claim it's a gluten intolerance. One night it's too intense she goes to the ER. They see that her appendix is fucked up so they take it out. While the appendix was inflamed, so was the bowel near it. She's better for about a week. The pain comes back, so they do two tests today and finally confirm it. According to Wikipedia, arthritis can be related to this and she's had that in both knees since she was two, and it's starting to spread to her ankles. I feel so bad for her, but I guess I'm sort of thankful it isn't something worse... Still sucks big time.
Neither, but oddly funny: one of the other counselors was telling us about a new case she got today. The dude has 20 felonies, and is 42 years old. One of the felonies is "theft of a corpse.". I don't want to see the rest of his rap sheet.
Rant: knee is fucked. Torn meniscus and ruptured ligament (did I get those the right way round? Fucked if I know), knee reconstruction to follow. Holiday plans very unlikely. RAAAAVE: fuck the above. Dad got his biopsy results back today and doesn't have cancer. Today's still a net win in my book. Fortunately, the correct response to both rant and rave are the pint glasses of Brandy Alexanders I'm putting away.
Rant: Fuck moot court. Fuck this shit. I've been up all night preparing my argument even though it's only the practice round of our interschool competition. Way too much work for so little of our grade but I don't want to look like a fucking moron in front of professors and 2Ls. Rave: After this I have over a week until the graded round. Rant: Finals are quickly approaching. Fuck.
Rant: 80 degree weather in Philly (OK, the suburbs) all last week and now I had to pull out my winter jacket this morning. And of course it feels like -8 degrees in my office. Continuing my rant, I woke up at 4am after having several weird/bad dreams. Don't really remember the dreams other than I was driving around wearing only a bath towel. So weird and I could not fall back asleep so I've been up since 4 and I'm on my 5th cup of coffee this morning. Going to be a long day.
RANT = A first grader nearly drove me to tears yesterday. It's difficult to deal with a child that's an absolute shit and not be able to tell him so. Also, when did six and seven year olds become (a) so nasty and (b) cognizant of issues I only became aware of in middle school? In the other first grade class, a boy called a little Latina girl "an illegal" during Spanish period. This has only strengthened my resolve to monitor my future children like a hawk and administer immediate punishment for bad behavior. Positive reinforcement, my ass. RAVE = At least I get paid well to put up with the most self-entitled brats I've ever met. Second RAVE = I've been granted permission to take a case studies course in infectious diseases at Emory's school of public health in the fall. I'm still waiting to hear from the STD/HIV epi professor, but assuming she says yes, my fall semester will be fantastic.
RANT: This so fucked up even for my life, I'm having a hard time wrapping my head around it. I may or may not have mentioned here that my mother was put in a nursing home last year and her sister and niece blew into town and blew back to wherever the fuck they came from with my mom's bank account under the guise that they were going to pay all her bills. It also turns out they had my mother sign a power of attorney. (i didn't find any of this out until months after they left.) So, last week I began getting calls from a collection agency. It seems my mother's nursing home bill hasn't been paid in months and they were going to wheel her to the curb. While I was dealing with that I got paperwork stating that my mother's house was being foreclosed on. Better yet was the fact that my mother's social security checks were being deposited into a checking account with her name on it. Medicade will only reimburse her nursing home as long as mom has less then $2000 in liquid assets. Guess who is now resposible for almost $20K in Medicade over payments? Moi. Guess who may have a lien put on their house to pay for this shit? It sure as hell isn't my aunt and cousin. I turned my aunt and her daughter in to Adult Protective Services and the resulting shit show should be interesting. It's a good damn thing they live so far away from me because I'd probably be in jail right now for murdering them until they were dead. And then murdering them again.
Rave: T-minus two days until the official big move from small and mediocre apartment to large and awesome house. Excited and relieved. I feel like this apartment gets smaller every second, and the walls are sort of collapsing in on me. Even the dog is starting to hate the place... she's been attempting to chewing through the door the last few days. I know how you feel, puppy! I know how you feel! Rant: Had my first pissing contest with my boss today about our social media direction as a company. But, Rave: I stood my ground, professionally - and she told me she respected me more for standing for what I believe strongly in. Rave: I'm about to drink a pretty badass spicy ceasar out of a mason jar, because all my glassware is packed. Happy drinking, idiots!
Rave: Rant from before can be fixed under warranty. Rant: Closest dealership is 2 hours away. Rave: Great two flights today. Arrival really screwed us over by having us get vectored 15 miles outside of the airport which resulted in us basically executing a 40 minute approach. Rave: Technology is awesome. I'm on my laptop, whose screen is my TV, and using my phones internet to type this up. Isn't life grand sometimes?