RAVE: Spent the day yesterday golfing. RAVE: The girl came over after her workout to surprise me. RANT: I wasn't there yet. RAVE: She did come over when I got back though. RANT: More restructuring in my business unit. Not exactly sure what's going to happen to me.
Rave: Checked in for my flight to St. Louis tomorrow! My cousin's bachelor party is in the Ozarks this weekend. Float tubes and vodka! Rant: Another weekend of traveling where the majority of Friday and Sunday will be wasted on the road.
Rave: We rented my mother-in-law a big apartment in the fancy ass part of town, so naturally we are staying in one of the extra rooms as often as possible. It is awesome, completely different than living in the country side like we do. Rave:Amazingly, it is cheaper to go out and drink in this part of town too. 4.50USD for a beer at a nice bar. Almost makes me forget about how expensive everything else is.
Rant: Some asshole in the office just went nuts with an aerosol air freshener. It's worse in here than a Bed, Bath, and Beyond now. I wish I knew who to thank for the instant headache.
Rave: A few days ago, I got this letter warning me that I was going to get a survey in the mail asking about my opinions on raising chickens in the city. I got the survey yesterday and I was going to ignore it, but then late at night last night I was like, "You know what? I'll just fill this out. Why not?" And I open the envelope and there's a dollar in there! OH MY GOD. Then today I went to get some juice from the vending machine at work and it's supposed to be $1.50. I put in one of my quarters and it immediately goes back into the change slot, along with two other quarters. SEVENTY-FIVE CENTS. I thought I'd start with the dollar on my next time around, but after I put it in the screen said to choose my selection. So I did, but then I got SEVENTY-FIVE MORE CENTS as change. I AM ROLLING IN IT. Rant: I enjoyed my dinner in the break room, riding my high. As I'm collecting my things to go back, this guy who works on my floor and asked me to watch his charging phone yesterday came in and started asking me if I liked to "hang out outside of work" and I said, "Um. Yeah?" "Like go to the movies and stuff?" "Uh...." "So maybe we can hang out sometime after work?" "Noooooooooookayyy...." I thought that maybe he would leave, but he asked for my number. I was like, well, of course I'll give him a fake number. Even though he works on my floor so it's not like that would have helped AT ALL. So I rattle off this number and as soon as I finish saying it I realize it's my roommate's number that was just stuck in my head because I just gave it to somebody else. So this is just the worst and I wish I was a million times smoother at social interaction.
Rant: I've been feeling more and more bored out of my mind the past two weeks. Some kind of funk, don't know how to break out of it.
HUGE AWESOME RAVE!!! My brother and sister-in-law just had their baby!! He was a very healthy boy (they chose not to find out until today) and the parents couldn't be happier! Uber excited for them and I can't wait to meet the little guy! I'm an Uncle! Minor rave: Awesome day of flying today up in Virginia, 5 hours of stick time and some real training transporting real Marines in an operating area. Rant: So, super exhausted. I'm going to eat my chick-fil-a and go to bed...
Rave: I have the best friends ever. One of them cut his lawn yesterday, and I teased him that he'd need a scythe and a special mower if he wanted to cut mine (Seriously. Hasn't been cut in weeks and it grows like a jungle. Only people who don't give a shit about grass can grow it well). We all said goodbye - we were walking our dogs - I came home, sat down to dinner, and heard him come into my back yard. He's presently mowing the grass and weed-eating the edges. I actually feel guilty sitting here doing nothing. My friends rock. And yes, you can hear the lawnmower stalling out every few minutes. It's that bad. Small rant: Terrier rolled in poop today. Que c'era.
Rave I still haven't been banned from America yet. Not the band, the country. I hate the band. Like I said before : who the fuck doesn't name their horse?
Rant: My FWB and I are done. Things were just getting too complicated, and we agreed that it was best that we stopped seeing each other. Rave: It was a civil, rational conversation. I was worried about there being an angry screaming fight that would end things badly. I hate feeling like an asshole / hurting people's feelings, so this was the best possible way for it to go. Rant: I have now rejoined the ranks of the sexless. Rave? My sergeant's wife, for some reason, has some sort of maternal instinct toward me. She's currently hitting up all of her friends because she wants me to have a girlfriend.
Rave: First semester back and I passed all of my classes. Rant: Didn't do as well as I could have, but I had a shit ton of personal shit going on, so I am optimistic about next semester.
Rant: Had some drama buying a camera. Whinged about it online a bit. My cousin suggested an alternate vendor next time and stressed that he's much cheaper and better quality. I checked. For the purchase I was shopping (EOS 60d and canon 50mm F1.4 lens) his price was 22% higher than the vendor I went with, 25% higher than another vendor I've heard good things about but haven't dealt with before, and 20% higher than another vendor I have bought from before who's awesome. I replied with the links to the vendors I looked at and the prices he was listing for his shit compared to what I was looking at and that it didn't really seem like he was cheaper and she's fucking arguing! How the fuck is this an argument. Go to the websites, add products to basket, go to check out, see what they cost with delivery and etc. He's not fucking cheaper. They're all selling the same fucking cameras and lenses from Canon, and none of them are offering vendor warranty. He's a backyard operation with his dodgy mate doing the warranty work - the three companies I listed are multi nationals with warranty programs backed by major enterprise. How is this a fucking argument?
Rant:I lost 2 of my friends 9 years ago today. A week before graduation. It's no easier to deal with now than it was then. Miss you boys.
Rant: Married couples/new parents that tell me they want to move out of Chicago because "you can't raise kids in the city." Uh fuck you. I was raised in the city, most of my friends were raised in the city and we all turned out fucking great. Don't be shitty parents and no matter where you are, you'll be okay. How fucking offensive is that to say to someone raised here? Jesus.
Rant I don't know why I keep going to the Tibette thread because I don't usually check out pictures of half naked dudes. Rave. Like a few other members, I've started going back to the gym about a month ago and this might actually motivate me to not not give up after two months.
Rave: Tonight I will be shitfaced at a campsite in the Ozarks before the sun goes down. Rave: My girlfriend got results from her first CPA exam and she scored over 90. Not surprisingly the test was stressful and she was super anxious over the results so I'm very happy she killed it.