Got fired from my supervisory position. I'm part of the general population again. Rave: No more responsibility. I don't have people to worry about anymore! I don't have to give a fuck about people being fat, or doing their jobs, or teaching them how to do their jobs, or any of that shit. I can sit back with my little tasks and watch other people try their hands at management. Zero fucks are now given. I'm through with the insomnia, the constant worrying, the blame games, and everything else. I know that I've failed. I've failed miserably. And, well, I'm numb. I just don't care anymore.
Rant: I've been battling panic/anxiety disorder on and off for about four years. I'll take the meds, start to feel like a robot and have to wean myself off them. I haven't had to take a pill or worry about a panic attack in over a year. All that ended today. Motherfucker. Fuck you panic attacks. I wish you'd die in a fucking fire and stop screwing with me.
Rave: weight lifting. I did squats today, among other things. Didn't go crazy, mainly focused on my form, but I am still sore from using muscles that rarely get use. Feels good, man.
Rave Having a baby is fun. Not real psyched for going back to work and school next week. Ah well, it's all worth it.
Just saw my class schedule for this next term. (I'm in a sound engineering program at a private school, and the schedules can be a little... unconventional.) My reaction happened like this: RAVE: I get Mondays off! This is awesome, long week- wait... wait this can't be right... RANT: 8:30am - 12:30pm Friday, Saturday, AND SUNDAY mornings!! What in the fuck? I get Mondays and fucking Wednesdays off. Ridiculous.
I'd post this in the NFL thread but it really doesn't apply since it's not directly about the NFL. I got an invite for dinner at a friends place on Saturday. A place where there will be 6 adults and 3 kids. A place I DO NOT want to have to watch the game at since I know the little shits will be running around between me and the TV. Not to mention the fact that this time of year the ONLY place I watch is at home because I'm loud and obnoxious. I don't even go to the bar for the same reasons. When I called said friend to let them know I am seriously contemplating not going in order to stay home and watch the game I got the following comment: "Why? They are just going to kick the Vikings ass anyway." Spoken like a true Bears fan, whos season is over. Mothereffer, I don't care what you think or say, it's the playoffs and I will not miss the game. BTW, he did not even know they had lost to the Vikes last weekend. You call yourself a fan??!! Why the fuck do you think the Bears are out?
Rave: Pictures of my nephew enjoying my Christmas gifts. I'm surprised at how happy these have made me.
Rave: My six and seven year old were asking if it was true that old people wear diapers. I explained that yes, it was true. My six year old then says " I promise to change every diaper for you, mom." He was so earnest. It made me laugh and tear up at the same time. I really hope I don't have to wear fucking diapers. edited to add: Holy hell my kids must be hitting a growth spurt. My son just ate two large bowls of cereal, two eggs, four pieces of thick bacon and he is asking for more. Jesus.
Rant I have spent over $300 in the last 5 days buying ammonites on ebay. Rave 100 million (give or take) year old fossils are pretty cool
Rave The Americans win the WJC with a win over the Swedes Double Rave The Canadians lost in the bronze medal game in heartbreaking fashion on overtime to the Russians. Its the first time in 14 years the Canadians haven't won medal in this tourney.
Rant: It's the third day in a row of 40+ degrees and this is fucked. I'm getting dehydrated just sitting on the couch. It's like a fucking furnace outside. Rant:Saw the girl yesterday for the first time since we broke up and by fuck did it hurt. The talk did not go the way I'd hoped but at least everything was amicable which is a pleasant change to past relationships.
Rant: Rave: New Orleans for New Years was absolutely insane. It was a liquor/pussy/gambling fueled party. I absolutely could not lose at whatever I did (except for when some chick from Texas shut me down, but that totally doesn't count), making it the best trip ever. I'm from Canada so I never get to deal with Southern girls and their accents, and I can now see why people go crazy for them. I want one NOW.
My grandmother was hospitalized last week, just a few hours after I landed in New York. My mom didn't tell me for a day, and when she did, she downplayed the severity of the situation. I returned to Atlanta on Thursday morning to an intubated, generally comatose gran. She failed her weaning test yesterday morning, and passed eight hours after she was extubated. She was 74. There are no words I can use to describe the absolute sadness I feel. I've never seen my mother look so utterly alone. I need a VCR for life, so that I can hit pause for a moment.
Rant: I lost my voice. That's probably a rave to the rest of the family. Rave: My 11-year-old son swam the 200 IM for the first time today and didn't die! So we were pretty happy about that.
RAVE: Just watched Total Recall (the new one). I think Jessica Biel might be the sexiest human being in the history of human beings, and she didn't even show any skin in that movie. God damn.
Rant: got full on groped by a passing drunk man in the east village tonight Rant/Rave: Apparently when I am ambushed such a manner, I forget years of martial arts training and instead partake in ghetto-threatening/attempting to brawl like I'm from the wrong side of the tracks. Luckily, after he poorly slurred some racist insults, some bouncers stepped in and chased him away. Rant/Rave: I'm writing this from the report my friend who was holding me back gave me. I only remember rage-blackout.