Extra double super rave: I'm interning with a major automotive manufacturer this summer. As a result, I'm a broke college kid driving a car for the summer that turns some serious heads. Came out of WaWa yesterday and people were taking pictures. Fuck yeah. Planning on hitting the dew tour in OC next weekend. Riding motorcycles the weekend after that. Summer is fantastic.
RAVE Thanks to YouTube, I changed the DVD burner on my laptop, and it works awesome! RANT Raining again. We've had probably a foot of rain in the last week. Giant wet Mastiff paw prints are everywhere.
Rant: My terrier either ate a urinal cake in the public bathroom at the dog park where we walk at, or he rolled on one. It took forever to figure out where the weird, horrible smell of pee + rotting fruit + mildew came from. He's had two baths, and I can still smell it.
Rant My kitchen and bathroom are a pit of awfulness right now. Still can't understand what's so hard about taking a little bit of time out of your day of sitting at your computer, and cleaning up. I thought I'd just let it go and let it get so messy that he'd realize it's time to clean something....nope. Motherfucker you work from home!
Rant: Negative test for strep, 6 days of horrible throat pain makes me feel like a 2nd opinion is in order.
Rave: Best semester of law school yet Rant: Fell just short of the dean's list due to professional responsibility. Rave: The girlfriend killed it...again.
Rave: Three dates this week, three different dudes. Back on the horse, motherfuckers. Rant: Poison ivy. I thought I contained it all but I am seeing how it has started to spread from my shins to the back of my knees and possibly upwards into my thighs. But those could maybe be mosquito bites? Can't tell. Everything is itchy. Fuck. Rant: This is my last weekend of freedom before the kiddos come back from vacation. Having weekends off is SO nice, y'all. Is this how the other half lives? I might trade in my all-cash, under-the-table paychecks for the ability to do shit on Friday and Saturday nights. I never thought I'd say that, but I have had the best two weeks ever because of my free weekend time. Rave: Ran my first 5K this past week! My time was abysmal (34:00) but I was running through chunky gravel and large-ish rocks for the first two miles, so everyone was slower than usual. Still...I ran the whole thing and I finished! Fatass transformation: officially underway.
Re: Rant & Rave Thread Rave: Waffle House, grits and gravy, 'Merica. Fuck you uppity Canadian hipsters
Rant: Procrastinated some things I shouldn't have and now it's problematic. No real reason other than I didn't feel like doing them at the time. Rave: It's beautiful out and I'm going to drive home with the top down. Tomorrow I'm going to go kayaking and smoke a blunt out on the lake. So at least I've got that going for me, which is nice.
Rave: Good buddy stopped by this afternoon to check out my new place and go see This Is The End. Good times. Rave: Mojitos and Portal 2
Rant: Fun run back home today for a close family friend with stage IV colon cancer. I don't know why I just looked up the survival rates. The pictures of him made me so sad but knowing the survival rate is even worse. Everybody send happy thoughts his way. He is an amazing person and a dad to a young kid.
Rant: Just searched through every father's day card at the store and they are all fucking garbage. Half of them are about farts, half of them are vomit-inducing-ly sappy, and none of them are remotely acceptable to give to any dad. I ended up buying blank note cards and getting creative with some markers. But seriously, what the fuck.
Rant: I was looking forward to an awesome weekend with a hot Danish girl I met on holiday who was flying over to see me. Hours before her flight was due she messaged me saying that it was too much for her head and she "just can't do it". So I've had a fun time feeling shit and taking The Vandals' advice when everyone's been asking me where she is. Rave: Nailed an interview on Friday and got offered the job this morning. Considering the accommodation deal that comes with the job, it's the best paid I've ever had. It should also be a job I enjoy, though I've made the mistake of thinking that before. I've already mentally spent the money I'll earn: Iceland, Malta, Denmark, Greece, San Marino, Andorra, Monaco here I come. It's gonna be a long day on Skyscanner. I'll also be living very close to the world's most successful sports team of all time, according to Guinness Book of Records 2005.
I passed my motorcycle driving test, so now i get my endorsement! Holy shit guys, I can ride a motorcycle.
Rant: They say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. We have taken my kid in my parents' pool 4 times now, and every time she has SCREAMED her fool head off because she hates it. Why oh why did my wife expect today to be different? Oh yeah, because no one in my family can conceive of anyone, let alone a 15 month old toddler, hating their pool. So every time, I say "she is going to cry," and in response I get a litany of bullshit from "everyone loves the pool!" to "she just has to get used to it" to "I'm sure she won't cry THIS time." Because apparently, somehow, I come from a family of retards, and I turned out as the only rational person who sees patterns form after 4 times of doing something and getting the exact same result every time. Rant: After screaming her head off for 30 minutes in the pool (who EVER could have seen that coming?), whose job is it to take the kid out, dry her off, get her dressed, feed her, and try to get her down for a nap, all while she screams and cries? Why, certainly not my wife's job. She "just wants to float around!" So fine, happy father's day... I deal with this screaming, angry kid, while she gets to float around in the pool and have fun, like every other fucking time we go over there. While I get to deal with the kid, like every other fucking time we go over there. I swear, the minute we're around my family, my wife's idea of 'watching our daughter' is screaming at me to stop her from doing something she shouldn't be doing, while she goes back to conversing with my family. When I call her on that bullshit, she says "I was watching her!" No shit. Occasionally looking at her then yelling at me (because god forbid she actually interrupt her conversation to stop our kid from doing something wrong/dangerous) is not my definition of 'watching her.' Rant: After 30 minutes of my daughter screaming and refusing to do anything I want/need her to do (not to mention 4 times trying to get my wife's attention for help, only to be completely fucking ignored), I finally say fuck it and decide to take the kid home. The reaction of my parents, wife, brothers, and sister-in-law? "Aww, D26 is being whinny and wants to go home now." You know what? Every single one of them can go fuck themselves. I'm fucking done. My wife wants to go swimming? Fine, take the kid, I'm staying the fuck home. I am NOT dealing with that bullshit anymore. Rant: You people want me to go on a week long vacation with you and skip football minicamp? See the above rant. Fuck this father's day. Fuck this day in general. Fuck this week in general. Just fuck.
Rant: This is the first Father's Day without my dad here. It has been a hard 2 months but being able to call my grandparents and talk to them makes it a little bit better. Rave: I broke down and got cable. I can watch Jeopardy! again! No more digital antennae that doesn't even pick up NBC! Rant: The cost is going to skyrocket after three months, and I got one of their cheaper packages. The channel selection is not that great, and my roommate's parents (they own the place) won't allow me to get satellite. Rave: It has AMC, so I am ready for the return of Breaking Bad. I had never watched it up until a few months ago but burned through the 4 1/2 seasons pretty quickly. Rant: I am regretting more and more every day not pursuing a career in the retail position that I was in while I was in college. I am in a dead end job where I am underpaid and I have no better prospects right now. I also miss having days off during the week. I would gladly give up most weekends if it meant that I could actually get shit done outside of work. It feels like grocery stores and restaurants are the only places that don't shut down on the damn weekends, or are only open limited hours.