Rave: Coffee (fuck you Starbucks, I'mma get my morning happiness from the 7-eleven). Ravier: Our stuff is coming tomorrow! Finally...we'll have a couch, and a coffee maker, and a kitchen table, and and and....ahh. Stuff. It's been an interesting experience with a blow up mattress, card table and chairs, and the blanket, 5 outfits, and 2 pans/utensils that I brought and that we've been using for the past MONTH.
RANT: I thought my knee hurt before I saw the Ortho doc. FUCK. I forgot just how bad they can twist a knee around. RANT: You'd think he could throw me a bottle of something. RAVE: At least I got the MRI in today and meet with the surgeon tomorrow to see what's what. Glad I didn't have to wait 3 months to get this all lined up. RANT: At a minimum, it's arthroscopic surgery to clean out debris. His money is on the unhappy triad. Which is what my money was also on after talking my wife through a knee exam on my bad leg. My volleyball spring league is definitely over, and it looks like my summer season is fucked, too. On top of that, I can't lift legs at all, and I can't even run around with my kids, wife or Tonka.
RAVE: Great brief even though I thought it wasn't very good, the other student really didn't know his shit and I fully picked up his slack. RAVE: Great flight. First NVG flight in the CH-53e and I nailed it. Precise hover work, slow/smooth/early inputs to counter drift, great scan. Only bad thing was I was fast on my approaches which is attributed to my scan. Rant: I have to watch the second half of the game using my phone's internet connection, so it's choppy.
Rant:I fucking hate the new neighbors. We've had nothing but problems since they moved in. Fights, breaking windows, the police coming. Now they play Metallica loudly at 3am on a Monday night. Rave:Off to Poland and Germany for a week and a half.
Rant: Shitfuckpissassholepigfuckingpieceofshit!! Found out yesterday that the fiance is getting laid off by the state of CA. This sucks giant monkey balls. We've known that this may be a possibility for a while, and have planned accordingly. Her severance should be decent, and she should be able to get picked up by another LE Agency somewhere. Rave: My son, M9, is 2 months old, and is 24.3 inches and weighs a cunt hair over 13 lbs. He's as big as his 5 month old cousin. He's healthy, and a happy baby who is almost sleeping thru the night.
Rant: It is snowing. This means I have lost my wager to Mr. P regarding the possibility of more snow after it was 80 all of last week. Rave: I don't mind paying up with sexual favors.
Rave: Learning VB.NET is going really well Rant: I keep hearing rumblings that the way forward is C#. No matter I'm going to push forward in this direction Rave: I have a way forward out of this desktop support hell hole thanks in part to Scootah. So big ups Scootah. Big Ups Rant: All I think about now while being strapped to this desk or out at client sites is coding. Its becoming an obsession Rave: I think all in all that is a pretty good Rant Rave: A way forward for my wife. Hopefully I can blag my way into a coding job or a project and I can finally do something creative, interesting, challenging. That means that debts get paid more quickly and we aren't going hand to mouth. We can actually plan a future. I'm excited. Another year and a half in England and then the plan is to move to Fuerteventura, Canary Islands.
Rant: This is the third rescheduling for this tattoo that I have had to do. First was because the special ink he ordered wasn't yet in. Second was because my work rescheduled, and now a third time because my artist had a great aunt pass away. I understand that all of these things are no ones fault in particular, and it has kind of been out of our hands, but it is getting fucking old. I want to get inked! (I sent him a message back that said I wished his condolences and it wasn't a problem) Slight Rave: He is going to give me a huge deal on a big back piece, which is going to be awesome.
Rant: Spoiler I started a new job in December doing something in which I have absolutely no experience. I'm trying my best to learn the ropes but I find what I'm doing incredibly boring and unfulfilling. It's been over three months and I'm still bored out of my mind and as much as I try to learn new things, there's only so much I can do. To top it off, I work in a team and two of the team members are always whispering about who knows what and they never fill me in on anything. I know I sound like a whiny bitch, but I can't help to think they're whispering about me and my lack of work production. There's only so much work I can do, and I can't help it that when I ask for work, no one gives me anything. I've been fortunate up to this point to have jobs that I've at least liked, but I can honestly say that I hate this job. Fuck. tl;dr: I hate my job and the people I work with.
Rave The real estate market appears to be turning for the better in Arizona and my wife is selling the shit out of houses in addition this HARP thing is getting my pipeline full again and we might make some money this year. Doing a home loan for a pastor right now and we just had this conversation. Him: are the banks doing any Easter specials with rates Me: yes but its not very good. Him: why is that Me: because rates have arisen Him: (crickets) Me: see what I did there Him:yeah I did not think it was that funny
Rant: Fuck my job. Seriously, fuck these people. I just got kicked out of the only kid-friendly putting course in my area because the developmentally challenged girl I watch decided that she was pissed at her little brother (why? WHO KNOWS) and opted to take it out on his face with her club. This is a week after she got angry at life and decided to put her fist though her mother's closet mirror. She needs to be seeing someone to help her with her anger issues. I have brought this up several times to both parents. But that would require her mother to pull her shapely ass out of Neiman Marcus and plop it into the parenting seat, which is apparently TOO FUCKING MUCH TO ASK. Rave: His face is okay. He'll have a black eye and some cuts for a while, but no permanent damage.
RANT: I'm pretty sure my landlord is coming into my house while my roommate and I are out. Things have been moved, food eaten, and yesterday my roommate and I realized we are both missing bras and underwear. We pushed the couch in front of the door last night so he couldn't come in while we were asleep. I'm really freaked out. I keep thinking about that Lifetime movie where the landlord put cameras in the girl's apartment. My dad suggested that I pretend to leave one day, wait for him to come inside, and greet him with a shotgun. I'm so freaked out and pissed off that I might just do it.
RANT: Fucking FedEx truck kicked up a big rock, broke the windshield on my BRAND NEW CAR. I am so fucking pissed. RAVE: My knee is just shredded meniscus, arthroscopic next week, good to go back to sports in a month. RANT: Possible torn rotator cuff, too. What. The. Fuck.
Rave: I'm alive. Holy fuckbuckets was the weather weird for awhile. That shit literally hopped right over us.
Rave: The unit gave us two extra days stand down over easter and because I did a night service last night I got today off as well. Rant: I was away when they put me on lock up and the person who switched with me had Easter weekend so now I have the duty phone. Stupid piece of shit has already started ringing on my day off and I have to go into work at least once this weekend maybe more because an exercise is starting.
RANT: Hand is still fucked. I haven't gotten any meaningful use back and the worker's comp shit just isn't cutting it. RAVE: There's a B&B up for sale in Inverness, which I'm considering buying. It's right on the Ness Bank too, which is pretty sweet. I could still cook for a living, and own a sweet business.
Rant: Took a knee right to my thigh in lunchtime soccer today. I'm sick and tired of some of these douchebags playing these pickup games like it's the World Cup final. This guy was running full speed for a loose ball he had zero chance of winning. It was pretty funny though seeing him flip over me and land on his ass after he hit me. I played it off like it was nothing, but it hurt like a bitch. Rant: So of course today is dynamic front squats. I powered through my workout, but it feels like someone took a sledgehammer to my thigh. Arnica cream ahoy.
RAVE: I broke things off with Gorilla Bitch a month or so ago. She got clingy to the point where I was mid-pump and she asked "so where do we stand?" I stopped for half a second to pull some bullshit out of my ass, and said "I havent thought that far ahead yet," then I quickly finished and split. I let her down easy, then completely removed her from my life (blocked/deleted her from twitter, facebook and bbm). RAVE: A few days later I met a really awesome girl who I like very much. She's five years older then me and an animal veterinarian. I actually met her when I did a service call at her veterinary clinic. RAVE: We're in a relationship as of last night. I'm a pretty happy guy right now.