Rave: I just decided to give my resumé a go-over and start thinking about people I know to think about new opportunities and maybe create some options for myself. Rant: Translation: Fuck this shit. I've been strung along before and have been wowed by being told the same things over and over and won't let it happen again.
Rant: It was 112 in central Oklahoma yesterday, one degree shy off the all time record high, and what did I come home to? Busted A/C. The maintenance guy finally got around to us around 9-9:30 and thankfully it was an easy fix, but it was 90 degrees in our apartment by that time, which sucked. Worst part is our bulldog who, thanks to the general health and breathing problems inherent to the breed, has a hard time breathing and keeping cool in anything above the low 70's.
Rave: My boys and I just got back from playing zombie dinosaurs with their walkie talkies out in the woods. I don't know how to explain the game, but it was fantastic being a kid for a while.
RANT: I had to un-retire. Again. (Seriously, fuck this economy in the ass with a pineapple.) RAVE: In a city with one of the highest unemployment rates in the country I found a job without half trying. RANT: I showed up at said job today and things are all fucked up. I went on a preliminary interview last Thursday & the final interview on Monday. Got hired. The guy that hired me retired yesterday and now I either A: Have to re-interview or B: Have no job. No one knows. It's not a great job, but it would keep me out of the heat & not tax my limited patience, so it works for me. Besides that everything I have is payed for, so I really have no bills other then the cost of keeping myself above terra firma.
Rant/Rave?: On the Facebook note, the cute married auditor from this post somehow tracked me down on Facebook, despite us not exchanging information and me not offering my last name that I can recall. I'm sure she just wants to be friends. Also, the young lady I met out last friday has texted me a couple of times because apparently she would like some pointers to start working out. I have yet to respond. This is what walking through a minefield must feel like.
Rant: A friend of mine just posted a petition to stop the Navy from deafening 15,900 whales and killing 1,800 more by using sound waves in the Pacific Ocean--numbers that seem to have been skillfully pulled out of a rectum like a bunch of colorful, linked handkerchiefs. What's worse--here is an actual comment by one of the people who signed the thing: I like to think that, in that person's mind, the Navy is suspending large speakers under their boats and cranking only the heaviest of heavy metal in hopes of contacting the mermaids who live in the lost city of Atlantis as the whales literally explode in the depths beneath them.
Rave: Road tripping to Washington DC to see a Rush concert the weekend after Labor Day. Also got tickets to a Nationals game, and planning on going to some museums, memorials and the like - haven't been to DC in over 20 years. 'nother Rave: Kudos to Rush for longevity and success. You kids don't ever hesitate to dream big and don't EVER give up trying. e.g. Rush, with drummer John Rutsey, before the first album was released and before Neil Peart joined them, circa 1973 - they shared stage space with a basketball goal. Jump ahead almost 40 years . . . Rush, last year during the Time Machine Tour - they've come a long way and still rocking (just released a new album, Clockwork Angels. (Spoilered for size) Spoiler
Rant: Got suckered into having a Thirty One catalog party by a friend. (Oh and by some odd chance you want to order a bag or storage tote or other organizational container, let me know and I'll give you the link to my "party") Rave: My flight for New Mexico is booked. Rant: Trip is still over a month away. Rant: My work schedule is never out before Thursday or Friday. And it starts Saturday morning at 4am. Several months ago, my boss told us that she was going to put the schedule out a month at a time and to put in for vacation as soon as possible. Not only has a month worth of schedules not come out - we can't even get one fucking week on a timely basis. Rave: Schedule just came out and I actually have a whole weekend off!
Rant: Apparently I signed up for Amazon Prime membership 2 months ago while I was drunk ordering shit again to get free shipping, and just got hit with the $85 membership fee. Rave: I canceled it and since I haven't used any of the benefits ( whatever they are ) I am getting $79 back, considering I have no idea what I ordered I guess this is a win.
Rant: Back in the day, old me was thrilled that no one seemed to pine for a serious committed relationship, but this shit is beyond old now. What is wrong with me that I always seem to attract girls that want a FWB/booty call/now cheat on their boyfriends type relationship? Fuck a duck.
Rant: Goddamned Korean is hard. Like it will be weeks before I can safely order food. Rave: Patrice O'Neal's cd Mr. P is the stuff legends are made of. This is one of the funniest stand-up sessions I have ever heard. Please listen to this shit, now.
I might have the best friends in the world. Went out with one of my best guy friends from work tonight. There is nothing sexual between us at all but somehow have this chemistry that rises above everything. We barhopped all night, laughing and having a blast and finally decided to pop in on my whatever. My whatever's live-in girlfriend (cunt) was there as well as one of my students, a few of our friends, and a guy who went with us to see a concert in Brooklyn last year. Poor whatever was surrounded. At one point, I hugged him really hard in response to hearing that his dog died recently (I knew for a month and he never told me) and he said, "I'd tell you more but your man looks bored." I've never been so taken aback yet so spitefully satisfied in my life. MOTHERFUCKER: It seems my whatever, who has known me for fifteen years and Loved me for three (big L) couldn't handle me hanging with another man...who admitted later that he was giving the whatever the death stare, unbeknownst to me. I couldn't believe that my one friend could read my mind so well, that my student that we bumped into loved me so much (and told all my friends and acquaintances in the bar how awesome a teacher I was), and that my former whatever was so upset with me moving on that he had no choice but to be an asshole. Fuck yeah. On all fronts. I'm not a spiteful person usually, but in this case, with his new fucking live-in girlfriend sitting RIGHT there at the bar that he didn't tell me about (nor did he tell me about our dog dying), well, it was nice to see him upset with me for moving on for once/even if it was just my good friend playing up a little show for him. I guess my friend is sick of all the times when I've had to deal with the whatever's moving on all while I've been laid up with an injury that I acquired from throwing him a kick ass 40th birthday party. Apparently, my good friend believes the whatever can eat shit and thinks he's a pretty big asshole that he played the ex-boyfriend/dick/jealousy card with someone who it really and truly just my friend. RANT: Fuck me for eating that shit up. I'm better than that. Of course, I sent him a text saying how nice it was to see him and asking when we were catching up over lunch. I'll never learn. My instincts say to walk completely away but my heart wonders how one does that with the person who can look me in the eye and communicate and know more than he or I ever could with word. I hate myself for not being able to fully let go even though... God I wish I could let go. But Jesus H. Christ...how do you let go of 15 years? RAVE: I am banging a guy ten years my junior who adores me. Great job, great age, great sex, and gets me. What the fuck is my problem? The only solution I see is a move to the beach. RAVE: No matter how dramatic and shitty my current situation is, I'll never want to bang another chick nor will I threaten t do so for attention. That happens so so so much these days and it disgusts me. I may not be 100% complete in my love life but I am certainly on the way there and am not going to draw attention/deceive anyone to get it. I'm so happy I'm my age. RAVE: Back to the beach this weekend and rawwwwwwrrrrr...this cougar is in full force. At least I think I can rawr like a cougar. The new dude is nine years younger than me and has had a crush on me for ten year. Does that count?
Rave: Over the past year, I have been finally - slowly but surely - starting to piece together my family history. This has always been something really important to me, so it's a nice feeling that it's starting to happen. Although, the more I learn about my mom's side of the family, I kind of wish I was still in the dark. My dad found my uncle's eulogy for my grandfather a month or so ago and it was this 23 page manifesto where I learned some shitty things (mostly about my great-grandfather, who abandoned his family in Ukraine to starve to death under Stalin, then abandoned his new family after being publicly denied communium after the church found out they were illegitimate and that one of his sons was possessed by the devil/epileptic etc), but also some nice things (my grandfather was a fighter pilot in WWII, was recruited by the Yankees, Braves, and Indians). I got in touch with my uncle for the first time in ten years to send him a copy after I typed it up, and since he is super into the genealogy thing, I asked him if I could ask him some questions to try filling in the blanks that I have. He seems more than happy to be my resource, and I'm kind of excited about it. Rant: I learned my grandmother's name today. For the first time. That fact has been getting weirder and weirder in the past few hours.
Shiniqua? Rave: It's Friday and the weekend highs are only supposed to be 99! I'll be at a slightly lower risk of an MI doing yard work!
Rant: Hello?! BlueDog, I am heading to the liquor store during lunch and don't know what this weekend's drink is. <cough> WDT <cough>
RAVE: Started swimming at 5:30 in the morning. It sucks having to go to bed so early, but I'm essentially replacing two hours of smoking pot and doing nothing at night with two hours of really good exercise in the morning. Plus the pool/gym I go to is pretty crowded during the day, so in the morning my swims are quicker and more enjoyable. RANT: It's going to suck trying to go out and stay up past 9:30 on weekends.
Rant: How dumb kids/teenagers are getting. I was standing in line at the deli counter at the grocery store waiting for my turn. There was a lady standing in front of me ordering. (I live in Canada so we have the metric system in school). Lady: I want 1kg of roast beef. Counter Girl: Sorry we only deal with grams or pounds. Me: *Blank Stare* Lady: *Blank Stare* ... Lady: 1000g grams please. Counter Girl: ummm ok.
[RANT] Today damn near killed me with all the new people we have at work. I'm pretty sure every single one of them listens to this every morning. Except the reality is they are turning out to be this. [RAVE] In all of my professionally employed years I've never actually had a full on adult temper-tantrum in the workplace. Today, faced with of some of the most insane shit I have ever seen (and I mean EVER, like stab yourself in the eyeball with a pencil twice stupid), I snapped — And It Felt So Damn Good. [RANT] I've been too damn busy and figured I was working the entire long weekend, so I haven't made any plans. [Rave] Not working! Now I have three entire days all to myself. No house guests! I can do whatever I want!
Rant It's kinda weird to find out the father you never met died years before you started looking for him Rant Don't really know where to go with this now, my stepmother? step-siblings? aunt? and cousins? are on facebook. Do I contact them, what do you say in that situation? RAVE Beer makes me happy for now Rant Missing Budbash
Rant: I love it when guys get mad at me because I don't fit their archetype of 'pretty girl.' It feels great to have all your favorite parts of your personality rejected because they're too nerdy or too weird or too...whatever. And people wonder why 'a girl like me' doesn't particularly enjoy relationships.