Rant: I am so sick of the emotional ups and downs of job seeking. Rant: Laptop is dead. The battery wasn't charging but it was firmly plugged in. My friend thinks the motherboard needs to be re-soldered or some shit. Best buy replaced the motherboard within the last 12 months so apparently they did a shitty solder job. Here's to hoping they will fix it (again). This also means that I am using el husband's baby, the MASTER GAMING DESKTOP OF GLORY. He is not crazy about me using it because I break everything I touch. I DIDN'T BREAK MY LAPTOP BEST BUY DID.
Rant: I hate when people tell me to chill out when they are surprised that I will challenge their opinions on a controversial issue. Rant: I'm probably just an argumentative dick.
Rave: A friend showed me the coolest spot to go snorkeling on the island. Rave: Supposed to show it to the wife. She loves sea life. This should be fun Rant: Spoilered for marital bullshit Spoiler I was ranting to my best friend through chat about the setbacks that come with age and weight gain. How my diet and exercise was okay but how depressing it is to look in the mirror after I got set back and how it makes me hate myself. I think I'm projecting that self hatred onto my wife and its affecting my sex life. Part of the setback comes in the form of my wife liking all of the things that are restricted on my diet. She is supportive for the most part but then likes to play temptress. I started off being strict and resisting these 'treats' and limiting them to just cheat days. That started fights about my rigidity. Fine. So I give in. That sets me back and makes being strict all the more difficult. She says without understanding 'Well just work out more.' Doesn't work that way love. This leads nicely to a further rant to this friend. She works out and likes to say things like 'I did 500 squats.' or 'I did 300 kettlebell swings.' Fantastic! That is until you look at the depth of those squats or realize that the kettlebell is the tiny one. I try to explain muscle load, what you are meant to be accomplishing by squats and kettlebell swings. 'Yeah but it hurts to go down that far.' or 'That weight is too heavy. I can't do as many'. Mkay. So I just leave it alone. So she reads this rant by picking up my phone and looking through my chat history. Now she is in bed all day angry. I figured out what she did but she wants to keep it secret to herself and will bring it up later. Rant: TL;DR? Wife likes to read chat history of rants without context and hold them against me. My fault for having the rant in the first place to be honest. Suffice it to say if I do go snorkeling today it will be solo which will lead to more fights.
Rant: I don't know why this move is sucking so much. By far this should be the best experience of my life, yet a sudden illness that has left me temporarily blistered up combined with issues with my shipment of stuff and now being uncertain whether or not I will get along with certain coworkers has left me in a pretty foul mood. I've been here a little over a week, already made some friends and gone out and done some good shit, plus I've been keeping in good contact with all my friends and family back home, yet I don't know if I could feel any less enthused or connected. I think maybe it's the fact that this is my 3rd time in 3 years moving and basically starting from scratch, and I know in 2 years I'm going to move again, probably somewhere really shitty that I don't want to go and do it all over again. Times like this make me really want to get out of the fucking military.
Rant: My aunt just screamed like a banshee with a megaphone and called me an asshole because today isn't her birthday. My patience is wearing thin.
Rave: Got time off from work and motel reservations set for the gunsmithing seminar I'm doing in Montana. It's just over a month away and finally settling in that I'm actually doing it! Rant: I should have started saving up for it sooner. This will be a very spendy trip. Rave: A website featured an article about one of my rifles on their front page again. My stomach still does flips when I see it. Rant: My girlfriend's parents are headed up here today and they are going to Duluth, MN tomorrow and staying through the weekend. I REALLY want to go because Duluth is awesome and they're going fishing too, but I've got to stay back here and get some work done in my shop (see the rant above).
RANT: My idiot friend from college who, since college: -has gotten back together with the girl he dated through college and broke up with cause she was boring and the worst and he always cheated on her. -got engaged 3 months after that. -got married...on a TUESDAY...in the Outer Banks, and his now wife was furious with me for not attending even though I had started my first post college job less than a month before and couldn't take 3-5 days off, much less afford the trip. They haven't visited Chicago yet cause she still holds a grudge...and it was 5 years ago. -Bought a house in the suburbs of Columbus, and I mean a good 30-40 min outside the city, cause its close to her parents and she needed to move back as it "was the next logical step". Oh, she had bought a condo within a month after graduating college barely a year earlier...they sold it for a 20% loss. Well now, they decided they were going to adopt a child...through open adoption...despite her being completely fine and fertile. But here's the kicker, open adoption's are expensive and tricky...so they are essentially trying to fund it through a kickstarter-esque blog. The contents of the blog are just terrible, like mind blowingly shameless. Well, the most recent posting has informed me they matched with a birth mother...who is having twins. Granted he has a good job, but my god, he's not ready for kids and they are all sorts of crazy. This is just gonna be absurd. RAVE: I'm not living in a shitty suburb with two kids on the way. Someday, but thank god not today.
RAVE: Started going to a chiropractor. He's already fixed my horrible shoulders (not as much of the gearbox-sans-clutch noises that I've had there since I was 9 or so). Also, less back pain is also a plus. RANT: My right hip is apparently quite fucked up since I have one leg that's 1 cm (about a 1/2 inch) shorter than the other. That'd explain my near constant (but mostly dull) pain in that area that I've had for years. I have to use a heel insert in my shoe now - I only have 5 pairs of shoes and 2 of them are already unusable thanks to the insert (not enough padding high around the ankle so my foot keeps trying to escape). Also, no sandals in summer. RAVE: Not nearly as much pain now, which is awesome. He also said my back is not in bad shape and the pain I had there was likely related to the hip/leg issue.
RANT: I hate coming back to work after vacation. My fuse is short, my patience is thin (more so than usual). This was evidenced by the following conversation today: "Dumb Shit has been in the jail since last week." "Okay. I've been on vacation. I just got back today. The PO needs a vacation before she starts pulling her hair out." Silence. "Well, do you know what you're going to recommend for revocating him?" Yes. She said "revocating." "I don't know. It will involve jail time. Because, in addition to the new theft charges, he was smashing mailboxes with a baseball bat and NEARLY KILLED SOMEONE BECAUSE HE WAS TOO DRUNK TO REALIZE SOMEONE WAS STANDING AT THE MAILBOX WITH HIS TODDLER GETTING THE MAIL." Silence. "Oh. I did not know that." "Shocking. Anything else?" "No, that's it." I hang up. Twenty minutes later, the phone rings. "Officer Pink." "I'm Dumb Fuck, I was driving Dumb Shit in the car that day, and - " "I don't care. I don't need to talk to you. I don't want to talk to you, especially when you haven't been charged with driving drunk the afternoon in question." "Oh, uh..." "Anything else?" "No." Click. RANT: On top of the sheer stupidity of fools today, my office BFF just gave her two weeks today. It's been a shitty day.
Rave I got in touch with a firm I interviewed with last year. Last time I applied for a senior position, which I really wasn't a good fit for, but the one now is associate level so I think I'm pretty much locked in for it. At least I hope so. I really don't want to get dicked around for three months like last time. Rant I'm really not crazy about leaving the current gig after six months. It was never going to be long term. Maybe, a year at most. The job I'm going for now is just too good for someone of my experience level to pass up. It's a chance to get a lot more experience, actually get training/guidance/some level of mentoring. It's gonna be a lot of hard work, but I think I am much better suited for it. Rant?/Rave? After 15 years, I fell off the wagon and picked up some Magic the Gathering cards. I was in a gaming shop in Chicago and came across an Arcane Denial and the switch just flipped. I was such a huge Counterspell whore back when I played originally and seeing one of the better ones just broke me. I've already started putting together a solid white/blue control deck and living in Chicago should actually provide opportunities to get some games going with other folks and maybe do a little tournament play.
Rant- I don't have a respectable pinky toenail. It's more of a tiny shard of glass slicing up my calves.
Rave: Three more days before holidays! Rant: Supposed to go on a 55km (35mi) hike over 5 days. A lightening strike started a forest fire in the area, and they've closed off half of the trail. We've changed our plans to only hike in half way, turn around and hike out the way we came. Kinda bummed about it, my wife and I have been preparing for this hike for about 4 months. Rave: The hike should still be pretty good. Walking underneath a 1000ft high limestone cliff for a couple of days should still be amazing. We'll finish a day early, so I get an extra day at the lake as well.
RANT: So tired. The GF was hanging a plaque in her sons room last night, slipped off the chair she was using as a ladder and fell onto the corner of her sons foot board. Cue us sitting in the ER for 7 hours. A few ribs have some hair line fractures. Got home at 6:30am, couple hours of sleep and off to work at 10am. Going to be a fun day.
Rave: Got hammered last night because I graduated from university. Rant: Have to work today. Rave: Went home with a girl. Rant: She looked way better last night. Rant: Fuck work right now, just let me go to New Zealand.