Rave: Christmas food. Christmas food. Christmas food. WOOOO Rave: I came home on leave just as a massive cloud of bullshit was about to hit my workplace. This may or may not have been anticipated. Rant: I'm very confused on having quite literally nothing to do. There's always something going on in Yuma - doing something around the house, working out, meeting up with friends, etc. Here, the default condition is vegetating, interrupted by occasional instances of going out with my brother's friends. Rant: With one exception, my brother's friends are doing exactly the same things that they were doing a year ago. Smoking weed, working dead-end jobs, talking about the same old shit. That's really, really depressing to me. I'd assumed that some of them had hit a low point and were working to get out of it. Now they're just splashing around in the holes that they built for themselves. Rant / Rave: I'm going to a concert this weekend. It's a pop-punk concert, (Four Year Strong - ick) and my 22-year-old ass is probably going to be the oldest one there. On the bright side, I'm also going to be one of the bigger people there and I like to mosh. Bow before me, puny children. Rant: I'm realizing that this really isn't "home" anymore. Home is Yuma with my friends and girlfriend. I took way too much time off, and I'm going to be going stir-crazy by the end of my two weeks here.
Rave: Watched cricket and drank all day with mates. Rave: After everyone left a chick came over, went for a drive down the beach and I got my dick sucked. Rave: She was bragging about sucking a dick more than I was having it sucked.
Rave: Snapchat. It's pretty much made for dirty pics/videos, but it's also surprisingly great for long distance relationships. Rant: Six more months til I can go home and see this girl.
Rant: At fucking work today, which I know a lot of people work, but in my field its fucking ridiculous. I work directly with clients who are on vacation, leaving me nothing to do. Rant: Because my company wants to give me something to do, I have to work with the president of the company who thinks about everything fucking backwards. Like an architect thinking about the color of the accent wall in the third bedroom, before getting decided on the floor plan. Rant: Just dropped my Samsung Galaxy S3. First cellphone I ever dropped and cracked the screen. I blame the fact I had to come into work. Rave: Not really a Rave, but thanks to T-Mobile not asking me if I wanted to insurance and just giving it to me worked out, because now I can just take my phone in.
Rave: My brother's bachelor party was a success. After touring several breweries we ended up in a VIP room at a nice downtown club with six strippers (amazing) and bottle service. Everyone had a great time and he loved it. Rave: Christmas with the family was great, I got a book I wanted and my mom pulled off some amazing cooking. Only a few days now 'til we depart for my brother's wedding in Puerto Rico. Rant/rave: Having one of my dad's old suits tailored to fit me for the wedding is costing more than I expected but the (charcoal gray) fabric is great and in the end I will have an awesome tailored suit for what cheap off-the-rack suits cost.
Rant: FFS, we decided to just do a low key turkey diner tonight. Turkey would take about 5 hours to cook, 4 hours into it the over died.
RANT/RAVE: I have the afternoon off to go car shopping. I wish I knew what I wanted but I don't have a clue so I'll just test drive cars and deal with dumb ass fucking salesmen.
Rant: I have decided that I'm one of those people who barely manages not to drown in his own soup. I decided to finally catch up on Breaking Bad. I burned through Season 5 Part 1 on Netflix. Of course they didn't have Part II, so I purchased it on Amazon Instant video and hit play. Me: Oh hey, they're doing some flash forward stuff again. Me: Wow, they are getting pretty far into it. I'm going to feel cheated when they switch back. Me: Holy shit, did they just skip all that stuff from the previous season? That's ballsy. I have no idea where they can go from this Me: *major shit starts happening* Fuck....no....seriously...*moves the mouse and it shows Breaking Bad The Final Season Episode 8* MOTHERFUCKER I SKIPPED THE ENTIRE FUCK SONOFABITCH DICK WHORE PENIS WINE GUZZLER FUCK YOU AMAZON WHO PLAYS THE LAST EPISODE FIRST!? Good ending though.
Rant: Going away for a few days and friends of ours agreed to watch our dog. They have the fucking dog five minutes, took it off the leash for some stupid reason, and it ran into the woods. My wife is trying to call her back. Fuck. Edit: Rave: We found her.
Rant Been on hold with BCBS for 30 mins, was disconnected twice before that. Fuck these guys. The annoying thing is I have no choice to wait, if I don't Obama is going to fine my ass.
Rant: It was -36*C last night. Which, for those of you curious, is -34*F. FUCK THIS COLD. Don't worry, though, it's come up to -32*C. Unless you factor in the wind, then it's presently -40*C. In the full noon-hour sun. Happy new year, I guess. EDIT: Oh, yeah...it's so cold that some airlines have cancelled flights. And it's supposed to hit -50*C. <a class="postlink" href="http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/manitoba/extreme-cold-in-winnipeg-cancels-flights-1.2479967" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/manitoba/ ... -1.2479967</a> AAAAAAAAAAAAAARG
Rave I'm in San Diego and the high today is going to be 70, which is a tad cold, I'd prefer 73 but hey thats winter for ya.
It's 2014 here in the sandbox. 2013 has been pretty meh, right up until these last couple months. But I've got the start of something great back home, excellent family and friends scattered all over the world, and wonderful prospects for the future. Peace and drunkenness to you all. Happy New Year
rant: because I'm an idiot with safesearch, my daughter discovered her first bit of sexual content on the internet and sort of ran with it till I found out. Add this to the list of reasons why I want to discover time travel and go back and punch my wanting to have kids self in the face. rave: I introduced her to the Twilight Zone and Calvin and Hobbes today.
So with both my hands completely wrapped in bandages, I can't lift anything or get them wet, so last night, my wife gave me a bath which she concluded with a happy ending. Stitches don't come out til next Friday. This is a definite rave.