Rant So my wife is sick, and my daughter decided to run in the bedroom to see her, tripped, and smashed her head into the corner of the bedframe with the force of a thousand sledgehammers. There will be blood. She put a half- inch hole in her head that pissed blood. My wife CANNOT tolerate the site of blood. Rave I got it to stop bleeding in less than five minutes, and she basically took it like being tackled in a foorball game. I'm starting to winder if she's a freak. Rant: AGAIN to the hospital for tha bazillionth time for the poor little girl who I have no idea WHY the Powers That Be hate so much, she had to wait 2.5 hours to get three stiches punctured into her head one inch above her left eye. My own similar scar runs a little below that. It's not often a daughter is a chip of her dad's block. Rave: She's pretty much herself already, but FUCK FUCKING FUCKETY FUCK what's next, already? A little time off from this shit for her sake at least?!?! Please, Santa-Jesus?
RAVE: Thanks, random interwebs people for all the sweet words in rep and pm. You guys are awesome.* RAVE: Went shopping in my closet for two hours yesterday. Thanks to all the crap I've been dealing with the last two months, I doubled my wardrobe instantly. I fit into clothes I haven't worn in years. Hello, cute little sundresses that have been patiently awaiting a return to the rotation for five years. Come on, summer! RANT: Unfortunately, those cute little sundresses will be paired with a fucking knee brace. Those are going to be some sweet tan lines I'll be sporting. Perty. RANT: I miss sillylittlefreak and geigs and their super-quick delete-and-ban mouse clicks. Seriously, guys, what's with the abuse of the spoiler button? Does every fucking thought have to be spoilered? Here's a thought: if I don't want to read your post, I'll skip it. Thanks for the consideration, though. And thanks also for recognizing that whatever you're posting isn't important enough to be displayed and therefore not important enough for me to read. It's incredibly annoying. I know this isn't the TMMB and it's a much "friendlier" board but seriously, get a handle on that shit, people. *'specially you, my buddy Noland.
Rave: While I was talking to my mom on the phone I told her I had a really stressful day at work, so she stopped at my apartment while I was training and left me dinner. I love you mom.
Potential Rant/Rave: Sent in app for thesis program next year. Really hope I can convince the department that I have my shit together. Now all the waiting fun. Where's a beer? Oh that's right, right here.
Rant: Last night I was sitting on the couch after dinner drinking a beer and I suddenly felt really warm and had this weird pulsating headache. A few minutes later, I went into the bathroom to grab something and happened to look in the mirror, only to find that it looked like I had the most severe sunburn ever on my face. I took off my shirt and my whole upper half looked like this. My neck was throbing and it felt like my throat was getting tighter. Awesome. Rave: 2 Benadryl and a couple bottles of water later and it started to go down. An hour later it was gone. No idea what caused it, but it left quickly with only mild intervention. Rant: Benadryl knocks me the fuck out, and I'm still out of it this morning after three cups of coffee. I'm thinking that half of my lunch break today will be devoted to napping.
Rant:The girl I broke up with over a week ago that punched me in the face is now using our mutual friend (who likes me more anyway) to show up to a party and ruin my weekend. Son of a bitch. This isn't even her kind of party, she's just showing up to make my life hell.
Rant: This week is mental at work. I think my brain is broken. And... it's only Tuesday. Rave: Friday is our national sales meeting and we have a "team building" evening planned. And apparently this company is all about drinking at their corporate events.
Big Mo'Fuckin Rave: Phish is coming to my home town!!! Never thought they would come to Oklahoma, but sure enough they are playing the Zoo Amphitheater in August. I am pretty fucking pumped right now.
Rant: Was reading something on the computer and not looking when I picked up my cup. Accidentally picked up this morning's coffee instead of lunch drink. Realized it as I was putting it to my mouth and dumped coffee all over everything - chin, shirt, pants, keyboard, floor. Rave?: Beard is more absorbent than I realized.
Rave: Finally, baby is here. Rant: Daddy and Mommy haven't slept in 36 hours. I suppose we should get used to this feeling.
RANT: Due to all the chocolate I've been eating over the past few days combined with all the cheesy food from our family dinners I've been shitting like a water buffalo. I feel like I've been gang raped prison style my asshole hurts so much.
RANT: Litigation. If any bastard calls it "the justice system", I'm going to snot them - because it's not. In other words, we had our request for an appeal denied in the backwater, dipshit tribunal we were forced to go to; and, once again, not by a judge and on bullshit grounds. So now we're off to try and get into an actual court so someone will actually, you know, maybe look at the law instead of just applying their personal bias. The problem is: we have to shut down business until we get an outcome there (which could be months) or risk potential criminal penalties for trading in the face of an adverse decision. Guess what? Even if we ultimately win, there'll be nothing left to celebrate about.
Been away from the boards for quite awhile, so I will just summarize the last six months or so worth of rants/raves. Rave: Got some of my writing featured in RING Magazine as well as Boxing Monthly, the two most prominent boxing publications out there. Also got accepted into the Boxing Writers Association of America, which I'm now able to vote on the Hall of Fame and yearly awards each year. Also looks good on a resume in the sport. Rant: Been having trouble with the girlfriend for awhile now. She is really insecure and gives me a bunch of grief about some of the girls who came before her, despite me having no contact with them in the time frame in which I've dated and known her. Really weak stuff. Unsure: Got back into school, taking a few online classes. Is good because it allows me to continue with my boxing stuff. Rave: Headed to Vegas from Thursday through Monday, covering fights on both Friday and Saturday. Headed there without the girlfriend, so I will be able to let loose a little bit. Probably will end up doing more work than play, plan on using the extra time to hit up a few gyms. The last few times I've been to Vegas I've only had enough time to cover the fights. Hoping to check out Mayweather's gym and Johnny Tocco's gym at least.
Rave? Good thing I went to the doc when I did. Apparently my UTI was severe. Hmm, I guess tears uncontrollably welling out of your eyes is a good indicator of a need to see the doctor.
Rant: Murphy's Law. I got my car in the shop for an oil change at 8 am thinking I'd have plenty of time before a 10:00 sales demo (given a 20 minute drive to the office). Fuck no. They were done at 9:30! How in the fuck can an oil change take 90 minutes??? This is one of the rare times I don't do it myself (had a coupon and short on time) and bottom line those dumbasses aren't getting a penny from me again. Double Rant: The demo was a no-show. I got all worked up for no reason. What a shit morning.