Rant: First 4 months of this year - kind of shit. Major drama and sads and shit going wrong. Serious Downturn in how much I get laid. Rave: Last 8 days, 7 sex encounters, 6 girls, 3 double plays, one threesome. 8 on stage fetish scenes that didn't lead to fucking. 4 girls contacting me trying to arrange to get into my pants. I have no fucking idea what changed, but I fucking approve.
Rave: First flight in the fleet today. Got 3 x's done. Rant: Brief kind of sucked, but it was my first, I can only go up. Rave: Cherry Point Air show this weekend. I volunteered to man the static helo on Sunday if anyone is in the area and wants to stop by. Nothing to do the rest of the week except prepare for next week... Rant/Rave: Fire hose will open full throttle next week. Six x's in three days with Thursday being a huge, important brief.
Rant: I've got my final Server 2008 exam on Thursday morning so that I'll have my Server 2008 MCITP (MCSA), and I can't fucking focus. I have been having such a hard time in general keeping focus, even at work, that I am almost tempted to go see a doctor about this. I suffered from ADD/ADHD as a kid, and I am wondering if it is rearing its ugly head again.
Rave: Advice given by TiBettes (stop whacking it so hard) worked. It appears that my sex drive is normal. Or orthogonal. Or something like that. Rant? Virgin Omegaham (me six months ago) would be appalled to hear this, but I got way more than I bargained for with older women. I'm in excellent shape, and I'm dead fucking tired right now. It's like I just went a full six minutes in wrestling, did overtime, and got bitten / clawed the whole time.
Rave: Fantastic weekend dancing at Lindybout in Vancouver Rant: Car broke, later confirmed to be not worth keeping. Things that need to be replaced to make it work again and things to make it road worthy... Thermostat, water pump, fuse box, rear left break caliper, e-brake cable lines, reversing lights, misc flange and gasket set, air intake manifold. I knew the car had problems, was a dirty whore, and leaked oil everywhere, but damn, $2500+ in repairs that I dont have the time or money to do myself....fuck. New car shopping Rave: Tax return in the neighborhood of $3200 Rant: Need a new car Rave: Have my eye on a VW Jetta GTI Rant: Just finished a 22 hour long drive from Vancouver to Winnipeg Rave: Its so that I can make our robot fly around in circles.
RANT: Since tomorrow is my last day of physical therapy, I asked my therapist the old "now what" question. She was awesomely honest and said that I'll be spending the summer wearing my brace until my knee is stronger. She also mentioned that some pf the bone pieces might get stuck here and there and to watch out for stabbing, excruciating pain that comes on with no warning. Whoohoo! Awesome! The waiting game is just such a mindfuck. I'm certainly determined to get back on track but "wait and see" is just so frustrating.* RANT: I'm also bummed because I'm leaving therapy. I swear my therapist and the staff were sent to me by God Himself. That woman kicked ass. I'm actually going to miss it. RAVE: Um, I love physical therapy? Me? Seriously? Loving 2 1/2 hours of painful exercise and cardio? Maybe the world really is going to end on 12/21. HOW COOL: As the swelling has gone down and I've lost weight, we've noticed that I have a divot right above my bruise (that is still fucking there four months later). Turns out not only is there some atrophy, but my muscle is actually dented. I found this totally fascinating as we finally figured out how I have so many random and fucked up injuries. The body is just incredible. RAVE: Birthday festivities this week and I am stoked. Getting the funk with George Clinton tomorrow night (I'll be chair dancing for sure but damned if I don't look good doing it) and it only gets better through the weekend. Lunches, dinners, happy hours, horse races and tailgating all planned...just ready for the fun to be had! To top it off, my new tasty treat crush will be around for most of it--definitely a sexy little "palate cleanser". *For the record, I'm still going to come back better and stronger than ever...mentally and physically. Just tonight I'm letting myself have a mini "woe is me" moment and then back to kicking my ass tomorrow.
First off. I'm so glad to see this site is still going strong. I haven't been on since the change back in 09'. For the first time in years, for reasons I cant explain; I decided to log back on. I've been lurking threads for about an hour now. In the time since I last posted anything: Graduated college, quit working in a bar. Moved back to the Bay Area, and really lucked out, got a job at a successful start-up, that's not really a start-up anymore. Life has been a blur, and I've been living the hectic IT manager (do the work of 4 people) lifestyle for almost 2 years in May. Met a girl, got the job, and quit smoking all on the same day. All of which I still hold strong. This isn't really a Rant/Rave. More of a brief status update to no one, and the random strangers on the site that make this place great. It's Good to be back, I missed the interesting, insightful, and intelligent discourse.
I've been working since 9 AM. It is now 12:38 AM. I'm going to be here for another hour. At least. My only sustenance has been Altoids and a banana I ate at 8 this morning. The good news is that I'm still not hungry. The bad news is I have a massive headache. And I'm staring at a computer screen in the dark.
Rant: That sound that fat people make when there's free food in their vicinity. That moist smacking-lips sound. The building management where our office is located did a free breakfast this morning and fat-people-lip-smacks is all I can hear. Rave: Found out that a house down the street from me, with identical layout and identical size, is listed for $150K more than I paid for my house 2 years ago. Holy. Shitballs. Must get on board the bubble.
I HAVE MORE TOYS THAN YOU DO! Seriously? Some of you scare me. This is a rant brought to you by people that think little dumb green dots actually mean something.
WTF Rant: http://sports.yahoo.com/blogs/nfl-shutdown-corner/report-nfl-legend-junior-seau-dead-182120394.html
Although this was a devastating situation, the funeral was beautiful. My daughter spoke at the service and it ended up being very healing and helpful to her. Rave: All that said, I wanted to take this time to say that I was moved by the kind words and outreach I got from many of you on this board after this post. I have had interactions with some of you on here before where we've discussed the fact that although we're "strangers", there is a very cool sense of camaraderie and a general sense of caring amongst each other on here. Thank you so much to each of you who took the time to reach out and send your condolences and well wishes. Strangers or not, it was very much appreciated and it truly meant a lot.
This. I was just in a merchandising meeting with about 40 other people and they provided lunch. When the Pizza Hut was carried in some of these people fucking oohed and aahed as if it were caviar. The trips up for thirds and fourths were disturbing. These are the same people that whine about being unable to zip their pants up or have severe health issues. Oh and the women (and men) who were fit were referred to as "bitches" in audible whispers. Rave: Holy Crap, I am going to be so busy for the next three months. Between a remodel, several huge resets and a overhaul on our computer system, I won't have time to get into trouble. I need this. Plus I was informed that I have stomped my sales goals and to expect my bonus to be capped. That sucks, but at least my bonus will be the motherfucking maximum I can get. That is awesome.
Rant/Rave: Bottle of wine, migraine and dihydrocodeine. Definitely going to be a sloppy drunk in half an hour. Must remember to fall asleep on my side tonight, just to be safe. Rant:Fairly sure I caught thrush IN MY MOUTH from a one night stand at the weekend. My tongue looks like a cottage cheese abortion and feels like moldy hairy sandpaper. Looks like I'm going to have a fun, judgmental afternoon at the clinic tomorrow. Rave: Hooray for free healthcare!
Rant: My dad just gave me the parent equivalent of "We need to talk," referencing something that he didn't want to talk about on the phone or if I were to visit on a weekend when his girlfriend would be visiting. Commence panicking.
RANT: Not that I work with fatties, but in an office of large numbers of 20-something girls, when vendors bring in lunch and its pizza, or Jimmy Johns, these girls descend on it and scarf it down in multiple helpings and then complain later that afternoon when they feel bloated or about how they want to go low card or (insert excuse why they aren't in better shape), just ridiculous. RAVE: Trader Joe's Pesto Marinated Chicken is fucking amazing.
RAVE: I've been my new age for two hour and forty minutes and I can already tell it's going to be one fucking amazing year. I can feel the energy in the air. Not only was my tasty new treat all about it, I didn't once think about the ex (ok until now). Fucking fantastic. It's awesome to know how loved you are and to see how far you've come. Yay!
RAVE: Skirt season has started in Chicago. Especially in my office. Days will now fly by. Thank God for the simple things in life. Its my favorite time of year!
RAVE: Boom, passed that bitch! Windows Server 2008 MCSA under my belt! Rave part deux: Less than 30 days until our big wedding. We had a small reception in October, but come June 2, my wife's friends and family from Germany will be here along with all of my closest friends and family for a wonderful extravaganza. Very excited!
Rave: My girlfriend is headed up here after finishing her last final for the semester. *insert sound of mattress squeaking here* Rave: She's going to have another 4.0 semester in grad school and I haven't missed classes one bit. Win-win. Rant: Getting worn down some after working full time and then spending a few hours in my shop most nights. Rave: Less than three weeks before the weeklong canoe trip!