Rave: Who's got two thumbs and is getting a window office? This gal. Rant: Who's got two thumbs and still can't breathe through her nose? This gal.
Rant: For some reason or another, I couldn't get in touch with a bunch of friends tonight, one of whom is visiting from interstate (Tasmania: Australia's answer to Alaska). Last week one half of the hosting couple announced it on Facebook as an open invite to catch up. Today the other half mentioned it publicly to someone else, so as far I could tell it was still on. The couple hosting just moved into a new house and I didn't know the address, so I sent 4 texts and made 3 calls, across 3 phones over a 3 hour period, but no one answered or replied. So I couldn't just show up, and after making three calls with no answer I didn't want to push it any further into stalker territory. Since having the kid I hadn't seen them a whole lot, maybe once or twice every couple months, but then I was just being lazy as well, so it didn't really bother me. But the more I try to make an effort, now, the less I get. No invites to a couple of camping trips struck me as little strange, but I just thought they assumed I wouldn't be able to go (which probably would have been the case). But I have a baby, not fuckin' leprosy, Jesus, some acknowlegement would be nice. Fuckin' lie to me, I don't care, if you don't want to be friends no more, at least give me actual indication. I don't normally get pissy about these things, but this time it just seems that much more personal. I mean I don't know for sure if they were *ignoring* me, or if there was other circumstances (maybe they all called it a night at 7:30), but it's hard to not read into. Rant: Stupid in retrospect, but I even wanted to take the kid tonight, to show him off. They're not really "kid people" to be fair, but last time they seemed to like him, and he's generally chill and not a screeching hellspawn (not yet anyway). It was nearing his bedtime but he could have been awake an extra hour, done some amusing tricks and then when they got bored with him I'd just pull out the portable cot or pram, and stash him in some spare bedroom, until I went home. But time wore on while I was waiting, so I put him down in his day time clothes, then when it became clear I wasn't getting an answer, I didn't want to wake him just get him ready for bed. He's teething at the moment, so cut a couple hours later he wakes up. Which wouldn't be much of a problem, except his diaper leaked (I didn't change it before I "temporarily" put him down) and now I've gotta undress him while trying to comfort him, change everything, including his sheets, then give him the painkiller crap he needs and calm him down. Rant: I didn't buy any drinks tonight because I was going to be driving. I'm way too sober to be in this mood, I only had a third of a bottle of bourbon left in the house (so in this case my sig isn't that true). NB: As long winded as this post is, I truncated the descriptions, and on reflection it makes me sound like I worse parent than I actually am
Rant: Not only was in oppressively hot during soccer, but I also slid into an anthill plus, after the game, a spider landed on my chest and bit me. Fuck Florida.
Rant: My sister-in-law is a real piece of work. I hope she falls into a vat of fire ants and/or my brother grows a pair and dumps her manipulative ugly ass.
Rave: Life is great and things are awesome! Friday bitches! Rave: Drinking! Rant: None you sorry sons of bitches, things are awesome!
Rave: Booked a flight to NYC for Labor day weekend. Rant: I haven't asked for it off from work, hopefully I can get Thursday and Friday off next next week, Monday is already a day off.
RANT: Fuck insurance companies. I went to change my insurance to Nevada and went from $264 every 6 months to $813 every 6 months. After I picked the phone up off the floor, I canceled the policy. A few clicks on the internet and I got it down to $316 for 6 months with another company. I'd been with the first company 10 or 12 fucking years...including being insured in Nevada with them, with no claims and 1 speeding ticket. Fuckers.
Rant/Rave: It's halfway through the month and I am once again severely behind in sales for the team but after this week I am way ahead in calls. If the boss doesn't realize that I just can't produce if he gives me shit leads even after working harder than the other guys, it's just gonna make it easier to find another job. Rave: My girlfriend is moving up here a week from today. About fucking time!
Rant: First: I'm drunk, so that should pretext this whole post: Toytoy has posted more here than I have recently. It's not so much that this is a rant, or that I'm really even... Okay, here it goes: I'm disappointed in myself. This forum has been such a sanctuary of sorts for me over the years, and I have been more or less ignoring it lately. Being engaged is part of that of course, I spend more time with her than I used to spend on the computer (and well worth it, she is the best). I should proabbly hit the sack, but I miss this place. Time to start posting more again I guess.
MAJOR RAVE: Just found out I've been shortlisted on an international architecture competition. 85 projects were shortlisted. No idea how many people submitted but open international competitions like this usually have a huge amount and being top 85 is huge. This competition is to provide affordable housing for a single occupant user. Whether students getting started in life, elderly and widowed, divorced or recovering from abuse or homelessness, there is a need for single occupant homes. My submission is far from the flashiest. That was not my intent. The task was to provide a home for a single occupant user for $30,000 in a high population city in the developed world. Housing problems are local too, not just in developing countries. I tried to make a thoughtful and realistic yet a simple and attractive building that fits contextually along with utilizing near unusable plots of land. This can help further revive some of these neighborhoods, provide density and provide a type of home that is really needed. They will pursue funding for the winning proposal, which would be amazing. I'm not sure whether you "like" it or not has any bearing on the jury, but if you feel I'm onto something, let me know and spread the word. Remember to not leave any comments on the actual submissions page. https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?...86759163.82201.145666808816540&type=3&theater
Rave: The women of the house are out taking advantage of tax-free weekend, so I'm getting together with some friends for BBQ. $15 unlimited plates. Time to put the feed bag on.
Small Rant: I've been running a Fantasy football league for 8 years now. It is based out of my old town, and even though I've moved away, I always go back for the draft, because I love it and it keeps me in touch with a lot of old friends. Well, this year, we went from 12 people to 9. Two moved far away and can't make it to the draft, so they opted to drop out (Fair enough) while another got into a huge fight with his brother (also in the league) and refused to join if his brother was in. I figured we would just get a 10th person, and that would be that. In the past, we've had to turn people away from this league because we get so many people who want in. Of course, it was virtually impossible to find a 10th man, and I had people saying they'd just drop so we'd be even, and others saying they had guys who wanted in, but then never signed up. Luckily (I hope) we just found a 10th, and this draft can go on tonight. I look forward to this draft every year, and I really, really didn't want it to be fucked up. Rave: Football season, bitches! Rave: The above isn't my ONLY fantasy football league. I'm in another that has 12 people, lots of smack talk, a $40 buy in, and a trophy. Looking forward to that draft, too. I love this time of year.
Rave: 4" of rain last night! Rant: In 2 hours. And I had to drive to Plano in it. It was coming down so hard, it was setting off the reverse gear proximity sensors in my truck as I was backing out of the driveway. And yet despite such a torrential downpour, there were still people on the highway who thought 70 mph was acceptable because it's the speed limit. Well, they were still clearing the wreck when we made the return trip home. Dodge Ram tough? Yeah, not so much. Rave: Massage at 11:00 am. After this week, I've got just a bit of stress stored up in my neck and shoulders. The last of the blowers and dehumidifiers should be removed today and hopefully the restoration process will start some time next week. I dread the process, but look forward to the end result. And I'm getting all new office furniture!
Rave: Having a pretty good week. Finally got a job, and was on my game when we went out to the bars. Picked up girls both nights we went out. Rant: Couldn't get it up both times. I was pretty drunk, but still, it's never happened before and it's concerning. Stuff starts going right and then life just slaps you in the face. FACK
Rave: My mom and I left a funeral this afternoon and in the car were talking about the hymns they picked. Rainbow: You do know the two songs I want at my funeral right? Mom: Ummm... For The Beauty of the Earth? Rainbow: Yes but just the first three verses. What's the second? Mom: ...silence... Material Girl?!? I love her.
Rave: Night shift this week which means Dateline NBC: To Catch a Predator marathons err night. Rant: I won't be able to see my girlfriend much this week. Rave: Things are going extremely well with us. I could see us being together long term if things keep going the way they are. I'm a pretty lucky guy to find someone so awesome who's willing to put up with my shit.