Rave Apparently I'm finally over my phobia of mountain lions. I was able to go hiking again and not be paranoid. It basically took me five years to do this. It all started after I saw one at night no more than 15 yards from me. Nothing puts hair on your chest like seeing a man eating beast at night while its within easy striking distance of you.
Rant Put on temporary lay off with the same company that did this to me a few years ago due to business being slow. On a call up basis for now. Fuck, I didn't see this coming today. Time to start over again. Rant The librarian girl I've been hanging out with has thrown me a curveball and stopped talking. I could sense it this past weekend that something was up. She admitted to me on Sunday that she's been in a "weird mood" lately. That was the last I've heard from her. Fuck this noise I'm through with the bullshit games. When it rains it pours, fuck this week!
Rave: There's a huge thundercloud hanging over the entire Las Vegas valley promising much needed rain.... Rant: It's not a thundercloud. It's smoke from a 20,000 acre forest fire at Mt. Charleston devouring the only forest within 500 miles . Wonderful. Everywhere I go, I smell smoke. Ash is falling everywhere, specifically all over my white truck and somehow directly into my left eye. It's swollen closed. I look like a fucking monster. I'm going to go peer in windows and scare the neighbors. "AHHHHH! IT"S A MONSTER! SHOOT IT!" Some poor middle class homeowner is going to have to explain on the evening news and to the district attorney that he shot someone (Me) because he thought I was a monster outside his window. It's not much of a legacy, but it is a legacy.
RANT: Fucking algebra. Some of it comes back easily, but there's a lot that is still confusing as fuck. My sleep schedule is fucked, my eye is infected and keeps trying to reject contact lenses, and I'm operating on a timetable.
Rave: followup heartworm test for Buddy came back negative. Either the monthly preventive did the trick or it was a false positive. Either way I am so thankful because treatment is brutal and expensive.
Rave: Just got my workload for the next month cut in half. The cloud of suffocation is dissipating. Rant: Found out my dad BUYS Creed music off iTunes. I think Id rather catch him surfing gay porn than listening to Creed.
Rave: My aunt got approved for in home hospice. Rant: I'm officially old. Somehow AARP tracked me down and sent me mail. I'm formulating revenge plans as you read this.
RANT: I've been reading, and not enough time & ambition at the same time to reply to the last couple months. RAVE: I'm reading here again! RANT/RAVE?: Slow at work this week, so yeah, up late, cruising Craigslist saying screw this, going to get a "real" job again when I run across something I couldn't help but reply to, but in a way only TiB will understand. Long, spoilered. Spoiler Saw this ad on Craigslist for a job, had to reply... Link to ad Email to <redacted>: Subject: Pro tip regarding <a class="postlink" href="http://bn.craigslist.org/csr/3927906342.html" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://bn.craigslist.org/csr/3927906342.html</a> Yes, I am drunk, yes, I really did send that. Nom closed the drunk thread too early.
Rave: Bras that open in the front are awesome. Rant: I spent yesterday at home with a swift and punishing stomach flu. It cleaned me out. Rave: Spent some time cleaning up the basement, found a bunch of stuff I forgot I had, and put it on Ebay. Easy money!
Rant: Sick. I suppose I should count my blessings because I haven't been sick with a virus/bacterialwhatever for probably 3-4 years. I started feeling bad Tuesday night and it just keeps on. BLARGH my will to do anything at all is nil.
Rave: Under Armour 6 inch boxerjocks, life changing and worth the 20 bucks a pair. Rant: Just spent 200 on fucking underwear
RANT: Allergies or eye infection or something. My iris is swollen out from my sclera, and my eye keeps trying to reject the lens. Eyedrops or contact solution provide between 2 minutes and 12 hours of relief. Thankfully a new box comes today. RAVE: Just got back from my placement test. I'm recommended for Honors-level writing classes, at which I am expected to excel, and I tested out of any and all reading requirements. As for math...as always, fuck math. Thankfully for the EMT program I shouldn't have to take any prereqs math wise. Oh, and this was with a 47 minute time on a test that takes an average of two hours. My speed was probably part of the problem, but not as much as my failure to study the right math material. In any case, again, it shouldn't put me back, and it really had better not, because while I can respect the problem-solving skills aspect of algebra, it's importance is in my opinion vastly overrated in regard to importance and real-life career applications. /rave that turned into a "FUCKING NUMBERS FUCK SHIT FUCK" rant. RAVE: I'm also off today. I'm very, very tempted to smoke a lot of weed (while I still can) and play Call of Pripyat until I shit myself (which could take anywhere from 2 minutes to 2.5 minutes)
Rave: Just had Five Guys' Cajun Fries for the first time. What have I been doing with my life? Rant: The move isn't even close to being done, and were moving all of our big furniture next weekend. Or at least I am, as the woman decided shed rather go to a Justin Timberlake concert instead. Thanks a lot, sweetheart. Rave: Definitely dressing up as Trayvon Martin for Halloween. I hope it's still topical by then. My Amy Winehouse costume from 2 years ago was a decent, albeit tasteless, hit.
Rave made an offer on a house and it got accepted, my wife is a real estate agent and I do loans so not really that emotionally tough but she is excited so I am glad. Super Rave got drawn to hunt big horn sheep, it usually takes 15-20 years of applying to draw a tag.
Rave: Got the place I wanted and is awesome, move in on the 23rd. Will post pictures when I'm getting drunk on the river. Rave: Getting of base, the only people living on seem to be brand new to the area our some older guys who look like they've given up on life. Rant/Rave? 30 in six days.
Rant: Fuck you, life, in your giant fat hairy arse without lube. Been a fucker of a day and didn't need any more shit on top of it, let alone losing my fucking bank card and all my documentation of existing. Rave: Fiance-face ordered me pizza and cheesecake before he went out, so that I can quietly seethe and hate the world while enjoying unhealthy food and Big Bang Theory. Although there was offers of offering up people for sacrifice to have their knee caps broken...
Rant: While my life is great, everyone around me is falling apart. My sister had her first seizure in 5 years last weekend, and her short term memory still hasn't recovered (which isn't normal). Of my four closest female friends here, one is hiding her sudden marriage from her family (no baby involved), one is watching her mother succumb to uterine cancer, one is watching her mother gradually be blinded by macular degeneration and crippled by sciatica and other nerve problems in addition to dealing with a fuckfaced boyfriend, and one is preparing to attend her teenaged nephew's funeral next week because he hanged himself Thursday afternoon. Crisis mode: engaged.
Rave The evil, coked up, obese, alcoholic neighbor just moved out. Its hard to imagine the person moving in next could be anymore loud or evil. I seriously feared for my ADD meds when I was around her. I know if she knew I had them she'd try to get them.