RAVE: Boss asked me to take an old steam table to the scrap place and keep the money. That's 100+ pounds of stainless steel at 50-55 cents a pound. RANT: Prick at the yard gets it unloaded, takes it way in the back, and hands me $15. No receipt, no explanation, no showing me his figures or what the scale said. I know the scrap industry is just ahead of meth labs in integrity, but holy shit. Rather than argue the price with a shady motherfucker 3x my size or try to get it put back on my truck, I went home and filed a BBB complaint. Not that it will get me shit, but maybe karma will get off her fat ass for once.
Rave: It's not the head gasket. Instead it's the intake manifold gasket that has gone bad. Rant: That's still gonna make my wallet $400 lighter. Damn!
Rave: Thank you, Baby Jesus for getting me through this clusterfuck of a day without having to write yet another incident report or pick someone up off the floor. People are fucking weird, y'all. My empathy is being tested by the handful of people who are clearly healthy yet trying their damndest to get on disability. I thought this happened once or twice in a career. Nope.
Rave: In the last two months I have dropped 18 pounds. Just 12 more to go. I can now run up the spiral staircase at work without needing oxygen at the top.
Rant: Why in the fuck is it that my weekends with my boys go like fucking clockwork, yet the little girls piece of shit father can only be bothered to take her once maybe in a fucking month? We have the same court order to allow visitation. But with me it is never a matter of "if" I will take them. It is always just a confermation of times and some bitchiness from the ex. However this piece of shit goes out of his way to talk about how much he misses her, but when his fucking weekend rolls around he can't manage to cram herin to his jobless, rentless, useless fucking life. I mean fuck! Why the fuck can't you be bothered to see your kid. I am her primary care provider because her mother busts her ass working night shifts and going to school trying to provide baby girl a better life. I watch her in addition to taking a fifteen credit course load in addition to my own boys every other weekend. We do this shit to make the best life we can currently and establish a future for all of our kids. BUT YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF CUNT RAG CAN'T TAKE FOUR DAYS OUT OF A FUCKING MONTH TO SEE YOUR KID?!?! AND YOU STILL HAVE THE BALLS TO TALK ABOUT THE WAY A FULL TIME NURSES AID MOTHER AND PART TIME STUDENT RAISES YOUR FUCKING CHILD!!! There is a strong possibility I will end up in jail for curb stomping this piece of shit in the semi near future. Further rant: Seriously the next person who insinuates all people on food stamps or other government aid are lazy street trash in my presence, is getting kicked in the kidney until they puke blood. I am not in a good mood today. Edit to add more bitching: This fat piece of shit has not paid a dime in over five months, yet on the rare occasion he does deign to take her feels that is perfectly reasonable that my girl does all the driving for not even gas money, and around his gambling schedule. Fuck I hate him.
Rant/Rave: just sent my dead father that I've never met's niece a message on FB Rant: Probably wont get a response Rant: All I want is a little understanding, I never met the Fucker, I'm 27 and he died a few years ago, but I still don't know. And It fucks me up every time I think about it
Rant: They say it's better to be pissed off than pissed on. Well, my daughter thinks that I should be both.
RAVE! Picked out a Christmas tree with Boyfriend earlier. It is PERFECT and I love it. little rant: Christmas trees look a lot smaller outside. Our tree is, quite literally, as big as it can possibly be. There's maybe 6 inches of clearance between the top of the tree and the ceiling, making it about 9 feet tall, and the diameter of the bottom branches is just over 5 feet. In our 13x16 living room. Oops. There will be much rearranging of furniture tomorrow, I think.
Rant: I went without sex for way too many months while he was deployed for him to come home and be whore. A lying cheating whore. Rave: Already returned his birthday and Christmas gifts and bought went shopping for myself. Rant: How many days before a missed period can I take a pregnancy test?
Rave: My cousins daughter left a box of these on the counter: Spoiler Guess who's getting high today?
Rant/Rave: Playing tennis with cute girls once again proves a poor decision. "Oh let me just put my hair up into this adorable bun" "Oh let me just hike my short skirt up even farther because tennis skirts have magic pockets that you reach into from underneath for some reason" "Oh let me bend over and wiggle my butt because that's the standard ready position" I have no one to blame but myself.
RAVE: I smoked more pot than I thought possible this weekend RANT: I smoked more pot than I thought possible this weekend
Rave: New relationship. She's definitely what I'm looking for. Rant: Yet again my poor timing rears it's hideous head. Rave: I really want this to work, so I'm going to do every thing I can to see that happen. Rant: More curve balls than I know what to do with...
Rave: Somehow won in both my fantasy football league playoffs. Still potential to win about $500 between the two leagues. That money will be quite handy in Vegas. Rant: RGIII's knee may end up killing those dreams of a nice payday.
Rant: dislocated my middle finger at the knuckle by ... WALKING my roommates dog. If anyone tries to walk two dogs at once, don't try anything fancy like holding two leashes on separate hands via your finger tips. RAVE: I maneuvered the finger back by myself by trying to open and close my hand. A urgent care trip showed no breaks. The only part that sucks is the loose tendons right now.
Rant: "This is some bullshit " - is how I've reacted to basically everything happening in my world right now. Rave: Warm fuzzies from the holidays are strong enough to let that not totally overwhelm me. They will hopefully tide me over until mid-January, after my birthday, and by that time I'm hoping there will be some resolutions to said bullshit so that I do not implode.
Rave: Hit another goal at work, my store is doing very, very well. Rave: My six year old is taking Taekwondo and nothing makes me happier than watching his classes. He is definitely my son and has trouble concentrating but this discipline has been helping his focus tremendously.That and he's adorable in his uniform. Rantish: I turn 32 on Thursday. No big deal, really. However, my friends are all trying to plan something for me. I appreciate it, but it's a clusterfuck. They don't all like each other, they all have different ideas of fun (some are very pregnant and not inclined to go roller skating or to the bar), and all are coming to me to resolve it. I just want a massage and to go to bed. I expect that everything will fall through anyways. I hate birthdays.