One of the best set of fights I've seen in a LONG time. Except that lumberjack mother fucker (Roy Nelson). My expectations were too high.
Rant- Well now the soon-to-be ex Mrs Scotchcrotch asked if I'd go to counseling. This after months of telling me it was definitely over and me dealing with this gut wrenching shit. She still says it's definitely over, but would be interested in seeing what happens. Rave- I told her no. At this point I've taken my last heartbreak from her and refuse to let it happen again. I'm learning to let go and I wouldn't trust her ever again anyways. Rave- Just two weeks after we announced our divorce and I have had 2 female acquaintances wanting to hang out. Apparently my marriage wasn't the only thing I was oblivious to.
Rant: Just got a call that my godfather passed away. He was "the cool uncle." He taught me how to fish, tie a fishing knot, bait a hook, gut and fillet a fish, bought me my first shotgun, took me rabbit hunting up in the Adirondacks every December and helped me train my first gun dog. So long, uncle Stanley. Fish on!
Rant: This weekend, I slept from Sat 6am-12:30pm then 1:30p-4, Sun 4am-12:30p then 1:30p-5:30p, then Mon 2:30a-12p and I am still really goddamn tired. What the fuck. I know I had a busy couple of weeks and needed to catch up on sleep but, goddamn. I better not be getting sick.
Rave: Had an awesome weekend out hunting and fishing. My dog was great too. Rant: Of course work sucks today. The prospect I've almost closed on now has an issue with an existing contract and a sales rep is being a huge pain in the ass. I think my 85 year old grandpa has a solid excuse for not really adopting modern technology, but if you're a 40-something sales rep and still can't figure out WebEx or even try... go fuck yourself. Rave: My girlfriend baked pumpkin spice cookies.
Rant: Getting pretty sick of this downed tower business. 1-0 bars for the last couple days. There are so many last minute calls I have to make and about 75% of the time I can't connect, and if I do the call quality is absolute shit.
Raves: 4 mile run. A free micro-derm treatment because my roommate is an esthetician and has cool age reversal equipment. The treatment I just got would have run a couple of hundred bucks. She is insisting I start doing it every couple of weeks for a while. I will not say no. Egg Nog and bourbon. Rant: I fucking tanked a test last week. I'm waiting to hear back from my prof to see if I can do anything to improve that grade.
Good Morning Rant: I am disturbed. This is the kind of thing that makes one pull their hair out. Anyone that doesn't want to read the details, don't even scan the headline. Mom mutilates her autistic son.
Rant: My wife's father passed away last week, and it has been a trouble filled week. Rave?: I suddenly have gotten over the writer's block I had previously and have written quite a bit lately. Rant: The cure for my writer's block is the death of my father in law. Fucking shitty.
Rave: Yesterday me and the wife have been dating for 7 years, and married for 3years 2months. Tomorrow our daughter will be 5 months old. Rant: Where the hell does the time go?
Rant? Rave? How the hell is it I've only just now started watching Son's of Anarchy? Binge watching with the wife all weekend and up to middle of season 2. Can't. Stop. Watching.
Rave: Work is going well. I've been put in charge of a project with long standing affects to the company. Pretty much by myself. It feels good to be trusted like this. Boss has already said that if it goes well I can expect a significant raise. Rave: Muay Thai training is going fucking awesome. I was sparring with one of the better boxers today and he couldn't hit me. That felt amazing. Rave: Long term I have figured out what I'm doing with my life professionally Rant: I am so excited about the above Raves that sleepy time tea, two glasses of wine, a two hour workout and 41 hours without sleep has no effect on me being remotely sleepy. I think this is what manic feels like and I don't fucking like it.
RAVE: My old boss called me and said he had a free iPhone to give me. It is his old one (I think it is an iPhone 4, it only says 8gb on the back) and his girlfriend's 9 year old wants a phone so badly they needed to get it out of his house, so I get it for free. This is great, even if for me it is going to be basically an iPod Touch. One day I will convince the wife that having a smartphone and a data plan are not bad things.
Rave: I used run competitively and I'm finally getting my legs back after a couple of years of taking it easy. Feels freakin great to start getting it back and not feel like a fat lard on the roads. Rave: Also reaching personal bests in the gym with lifting. Being a runner I'm used to being a pretty skinny guy and it feels good to be able to get in the gym and move some weight with some of the meatheads. Rave: All of the above is perfect timing as I leave for the Air Force in a month and a half. Can't wait to see a few new places and get the hell out of my city for a few years. Looking forward to a new lifestyle and making my first professional move out of college. Rant: I keep hearing one word of advice from people in the service to do before I leave. That's to try to get and hang out with as many women as possible before shipping as I'm going to be stuck being surrounded by mostly dudes for a few months. It's not working
Rant: I need to stop casually browsing petfinder. It's like baby fever but with dogs. I LOVE ALL THE DOGS COME HOME WITH ME WAHHH!
Rave. Hooray, someone finally made a decision! Looks like I'll be home in about two weeks! Rant. That's still two weeks away...But, Rave. We're going home in about two weeks!
Rant: I missed my midterm today because my friend who drives me to school (Long Island to Harlem commute) got drunk last night and didn't wake up. Probably going to have to drop the course and retake it because my professor absolutely despises me. It's an 'advanced grammar' class, not the end of the world, but still frustrated. Rant: My epiglottis is infected and I haven't eaten solid food in like 3 days and I'm starving and cranky. I need a hug. And a burger. edit- RAVE: professor said I could make up the exam! He doesn't know me by name, so he's going to be so unpleasantly surprised when he sees me, but whatever. WOOOO
RAVE: Heading to Boston in a couple of hours for game two of the World Series. (Calm down you jackals, I know game one is tonight.) Got tickets for my sister and I because I couldn't make her 40th birthday party. Wheels up in Ft. Myers at 1:00pm and by then I should be a couple of drinks in already. Gonna be a great couple of days. If any of you are in the area hit me up, maybe we can get a drink.