RANT: This morning, one of my best friends that I love like a sister sat down in my office and told me she's transferring to a circuit 60 miles south. She needs a smaller circuit with less stress because she has enough stress in her marriage (that's another story) but the cost of living is much cheaper in this new circuit. I'm devastated. That friend that you can tell everything to and do stupid shit with that they'll find funny? That's her. We took to calling each other the honey badgers because we "didn't give a shit." Work is gonna suck without having the other honey badger around. I've been fighting back tears all morning. So has she. RAVE: Although, she did make me laugh when she said "When you marry that boy, I'm so going to bridesmaid that shit up." Laughing helps. A little.
Rant- So Ive started half assing it at work since it's insanely busy and they decided to let the worst project manager take charge while the head manager and other project manager were on vacation. The owner, who should only be concerned with the overall finances of the company and the projects has decided to stick her nose in and micro manager on things she shouldn't even be close to. On top of this we brought in temps that with out fail fuck up everything and are a waste of time and money that create more problems then they solve. Then the client whose' project Ive been working on decided to change all of the requirements yesterday for a study tomorrow. This is what really did it for me. I'll probably take the brunt of it since I don't do office politics. Fuck I don't care about my job.
Rant: So my friend with the drinking problem and anxiety meds has developed pancreatitis as a result of his drinking problem. At 23. He's been in the hospital for the last 4-5 days and we're trying to set up an intervention for him in the next day or two. It seemed like his parents were on board with the plan we'd laid out over the weekend but today they just jumped the gun and blew the whole plan right the fuck up. The kid really needs help but I don't know how we're going to convince him now that the specific plan we had came from us, his friends, and not his parents, who he does not get along with at all. It's a huge mess and I don't know how it's going to turn out. Fuck fuck fuck. Rave: At least the weather is nice here.
Rave: w00t! Krystals are a quarter tomorrow during lunch. YES! Rant: Limit 6?! WTF is that bull? I was going to freeze a dozen. Uh, and, "must be present when ordering?" Who calls in their order to Krystal?
RAVE: Standing in line at the grocery store and this tool walks over near a woman and starts laughing and yelling at her about fucking her friend and how the friend was a better lay. The woman asks him to leave her alone and please stop. He doesn't and and continues talking shit, enough that the clerk calls the cops. Then he SPITS on her! She turns and kicks him in the balls hard enough to drop him, earning applause from several customers... Wow.
Rave: Almost done. I don't think I've posted these here yet. My "I should build a greenhouse!" idea mushroomed into a complete backyard reno. I won't show all the pictures, but here's the big stuff. Before: After: I built the windows (glass came only as sealed units), walls, roof and assembled it. I had help for the raising (walls were too damned heavy to lift on my own), as well as framing the roof because fuck heights. Fun fact: the person manning the camera in the 'Before' shot is none other than Nettdata. All that remains is to shingle the one side of the roof and paint the fascia.
RAVE: Just one the only raffle I have ever entered, first prize is a custom built smoker from Backwoods, valued at 2k. Fucking A Right
Rant- I fucking hate being behind the general tech knowledge times. We got a new internet service that is supposed to be fiberoptics. It's supposed to be 30 Mbps or something ridiculous. I have no idea how to test how fast it's actually running, how to do any sort of basic optimizations. I'm not downloading off of Vuze more than maybe a 1 Mbps and netflix is basically unwatchable with how often it loads.
? Holy shit, crazy changes are happening for graduate medical education in the US. We'll see how things turn out.
MegaRant I'm sitting through a fucking high school assembly that is being put on by a fucking pastor. He starts our by quoting a proverb and saying that it is an old saying, he then shares a story where his baby dies during the second trimester and the moral of the story is choose life somehow. And now it's a out labels. This shit is so disjointed that it doesn't make sense and yet he just keeps repeating choose life. Fuck. This shit is ridiculous.
Rave I think it ages me a little but I am going to see Jane's Addiction tonight at the AZ State Fair. Rant I have a unhealthy fear of carnies
RAVE: Going to SEMA next week. Been wanting to go for years and finally scored a ticket. RAVE: Its in Vegas. RANT: Its in Vegas. My buddy and I are both 35. He has a pregnant wife at home, I'm in a committed relationship. Vegas just doesn't have the same allure it use to 10 years ago. RAVE: Week after I get back, grandparents are flying me and my brother to Florida for a week. Free airfare and free lodgings. That'll work. RAVE: Got a Samsung Tab 7.7 to use for free. minor RANT: I'm technology retarded and have no idea how to DL movies to it for my plane trips. Little help anyone?
Rave: Yea, Red Rock, I just explored the shit out of your canyon, if you know what I mean (and I mean that I climbed on rocks and saw a chipmunk YAY!).
Rave: I finally owe zero dollars to credit card companies. Rant: I still owe $17000 for my car. Little victories I guess.
Rave: Ticker checked out fine, as did my lungs. For someone who smoked 2 packs/day for 35 years, that's pretty miraculous. Rant: I hate hospital stays. Their beds are not made for people over 6' tall. And no happy juice before any of the procedures! What's up with that? Straight to the anesthesia. The last one was an upper GI endoscopy. Nurse sprays the back of my throat with lidocaine and tells me to swish it and swallow. As bad as you think that tastes, it's worse. And the back of my throat is sore as hell. I wonder if this is how Linda Lovelace felt at the end of filming. Rave: At least it's almost Friday.
Rave: Despite the nonsense that ensued over the last few weeks, I finished a week of practical exams feeling great about my performance and clinical reasoning/judgment. I haven't gotten any grades back, but I know I did my best on all 3 exams and probably got mid to high A's. I rocked out a cuboid whip manipulation like a BOSS. Years of cracking whips dominatrix-style are finally paying off! I've never felt as confident about my skills as I did walking into and out of the room this morning. Yay.