RAVE: My dad treated me to dinner the other night as happy birthday thing. Now, I know that everyone else on this board only dines at the most exclusive 5-star restaurants which are booked months in advance but are also somehow totally unknown, but I went to the humble Outback Steakhouse. Despite the fact that the cook apparently didn't know the difference between medium-rare and medium-well, the teriyaki filet medallions were delicious, as was the chop salad, rice, and garlic mashed. I ate a lot of food, and enjoyed every bite. And as soon as I got home I threw every last bit up. Thanks, Vicodin.
RAVE: Pretty fucking awesome birthday weekend. Friday night ended up being more fun than I thought after a slow start. Saturday consisted of going to a beach bar and drinking, coming back and getting a power nap, hitting up a fantastic seafood place for dinner (Seared Tuna FTW), then all manner of bar shenanigans including a rooftop bar that just makes you feel good being up there. My sister and her friends met up with us and I was yet again thankful for how our relationship has progressed and how cool it is that my sister is one of my best friends. Ended the night by going home with the girl I mentioned in my previous Rant/Rave. Then capped it off today by getting fitted for a custom suit and then seeing AS Roma destroy some hapless Polish League team at Wrigley. Really all I could ask for from a weekend. RANT: Relationship/interaction with said girl is just not the same. When she flaked out awhile back, I was on the cusp of being quite emotionally invested. She's physically not my type but we connected on a personality basis that was staggeringly comfortable and really just got each other. When she disappeared I was pretty mindfucked and wrecked about it and it took a good chunk of time to get over it. And now that I have, her being back is weird. Don't get me wrong, she's super cute and fun to hang out with, but it didn't reignite like I thought it might and me being extremely wary has alot to do with it. Things could change but I think this might be my head telling me to let this stay casual. Oh well, plenty of fish in the sea.
Rave: Older women are awesome. Go over to her house, she makes me dinner, we fuck, I go home. On weekends I spend the night and she makes me breakfast the next morning. I'm being exploited and loving every second of it. Rant: My calf cramped up during sex. It still hurts like a bitch, and we're running tomorrow. It's not going to be pretty.
Rave: First day back at Uni, hopefully not the clusterfuck the first semester was. Rant: Pretty sure some of my mail is getting stolen. At the very least, I never got two of my Empire magazines this year. And there's a book that was dispatched from Britain (bookdepository.co.uk is cheaper than buying here) hasn't shown up, despite others I've ordered since arriving. At least it was only $10 AUD (that's $10.30 US) Rave: One of those books was a complete set of HP Lovecraft. It arrived later today, now I can see what all the fuss was about, with a side of anti-semitism (I guess that's not the 'rave' part...)
Rant: Sanctions: $60 million fine (equivalent to 1yr football revenue). four-year postseason ban. Vacate all wins from 1998-2001 Lost 20 scholarships per year for 4 years. Rave: never understood the concept of punishing today's players for past sins. If you're gonna do that, then let the kids transfer without penalty.
Penn St players can transfer without penalty. Rave: Fuck the wins record and fuck the program. I wanted them to get the suspension, but this might be a longer-term deterrent. Rant: All this talk about the SEC snapping up players has me thinking we might end up missing the point (the whole "not idolizing sports to the expense of everything else").
Rant: I was in the bathroom washing my hands and had to hear one of the bosses groaning on the toilet. 1 more week in this hell hole.
Rant: That Whistle song by Flo Rida. I fucking love it, it's catchy - a serious "ear-worm". But in this day and age of auto-tune and the limitless power of the mixers to make even the most talentless piece of crap sound like they've got some skills, WHY THE FUCK IS THE 9TH NOTE OF THE WHISTLE BIT OUT OF TUNE? It's too sharp to be a major 2nd interval, it's too flat to be a minor 2nd. Fuck sakes.
Rave: This is why you sometimes gotta take a week off from lifting. I abysmally failed on 5x5 squats @210 on 7/13 and this week each set was better than the one prior. I mean I crushed set 5. Rave: I am finally starting to feel strong again (like I did about 3 years on Mike's Beginner Program). It's funny how useful strength is in everyday life. I had to wheel a cooler full of water and bait fish out on the pier at Sebastian Inlet and I know two years ago I would have been so tired I wouldn't have been able to cast a rod. I did I have to swap out as my arm got tired, but my recovery time is really noticeable now. Same with wheeling all of my shit through the airport now. All of which confirms my theory that the best functional exercise in the world might actually be farmer's walks.
Rave: Speedos showed up today. "Guidos in Speedos" theme is looking to be a success. Rant: DMV. No explanation needed.
Rave: Ever since I started following Bundy Bear's exercise/diet program, I've dropped three pants sizes and I've never felt better. Until today, when I stepped on the scale and realized that I am 5 lbs. away from my fighting weight. So...close...almost...there... Rant: I miss bread. I watched The Dude eat a Cuban sandwich today and felt the fires of envy coursing through my veins for about 5 minutes. And now I can't stop thinking about bread.
Rant: Last week, my cousin (who was then seven days overdue with her first baby) was told that if she didn't have the baby by Wednesday, she would be induced on Saturday. She and her husband drove one hour to London on Saturday for a scheduled induction, only to be told, "Sorry, there are no beds available. Go on home and we'll waitlist you. Or, if you go into labour, come back and we'll admit you." So let me get this straight: there is no room in a major hospital for a woman to have a scheduled induction, but there IS room if she happens to be in labour? A bed still hasn't become available, and it's going into the third day. Fuck our healthcare system. It's a disgrace for many reasons, of which this one is only my most recent rant.
Rant: Trying to convince myself that I'm not getting passed over and my time will come. I just gotta remain patient and keep working hard (with my head up) and in the end all of the effort will be worth it. At least I fucking hope so. If I'm still doing this same thing in two months, I may start putting my resume out there. I've been fucked over once before and don't want do it again.
Rave: I found an app that lets me add sparkles to my pictures. Which means I can add sparkles to tit pictures. Which makes me feel like a dirty stripper. Awesome. Rave: I'm drinking dollar beers and they're not making me suicidal.
Rave: My sister is spoiling me with her cooking. Tonight it was fried rice salad...rice, curry, ginger, lime, onion, pork, coconut milk, and who knows what else. Served with fried rice balls...think Thai Rice Hushpuppies... I'm going to end up getting fat on all this stuff. (This is a picture of my 3rd plate which was the end of it.)
Let's play a game. Guess what's worse than hearing: "I'm not sure I want to see that Batman movie. After that shooting, and the senselessness of it all, and who knows if he was the only one? And not even that, but I've heard a lot of controversy about the movie itself, and if they need to stop such violent movies that inspire people to do this stuff. It's all over the news how he dyed his hair like the Joker and blah blah I'm just really uncomfortable with it." Anyone? Hearing it from your own fucking mother. I love her, but Christ is she fucking stupid.
Rave: Hooker lamenting that the booby thread is now on page 2 led me to rep her to that she should revive it since she has the best tits on the board. Rave: She did!