Rave Starting my masters in public health program on Tuesday. So psyched. I thought getting an undergrad degree in Econ would be enough but the last 5 years have shown that clearly wasn't the case. Hopefully with this degree I can have a real career and not work at some retail place for the next 30 years of my life.
Rant: Grades came out today. Rant: Didn't do nearly as well as I had hoped in a few classes. Rave: I either did way better than I thought on my wealth transfer tax exam or he was really generous with the grades. Either way, I'm happy with that one.
Rant or rave? Pretty sure vanity sizing is getting worse. I know I've dropped 5lbs since I started serving but I am sure as fuck not a small. Ego booster? Makes me feel like I'm sick or something. Rant: I really wish that el husband's first semester back wasn't starting off so rocky. He is already over his head in math having 1- never been much good at it, and 2- having been out of school for 6 years. I am encouraging him as much as I can but he is being pretty pessimistic about it and I just want him to be happy to be in school where he can pursue his career of choice.
Rant: I've let this one go for a few days because it was barely a blip on my radar with everything else going on, but now it's really starting to piss me the fuck off: Spoiler Wednesday morning I went into work and spoke to HR. I explained that the major news story in town involved my family and I needed a couple of days off to help/deal with things. They were very accommodating and gave me 3 days off. Wednesday evening they called me at home and told me "Yeah, we're going to be letting you go." What kind of fucked up, heartless company pulls that kind of shit? Sorry about your family, but now you also now have no job. Rave: My niece was released today! She needs to go back in Monday for another surgery though. Rant: My sister went in for her 3rd surgery today. She's still in the medically induced coma, still kept alive by machines. Breathing tube is still in. Shit. Yesterday sounded so promising, but she's still in critical condition.
Rant/Rave: I really am right in the middle of these two things, because I was let go today from my job. First time I've been fired. This was my third real job. I think everyone needs to get fired once in their lives. It was a highly dysfunctional agency and I've been actively looking to leave. The reason I was fired was because I didn't want to do something completely different from what I was hired for and they lost the account because they didn't have a plan. Now I can apply to the open positions out there and hopefully get something going. That and I got a months pay in severance. Rave: Now that I have some time off, I can go visit my girlfriend for about a week which will be the longest we've been in the same place for over a year. That'll be awesome. Then just two weeks later she'll be visiting me. Rave: I'll be able to get through all my videogames and get through some workouts. Don't worry about me people, my parents are 10 blocks down the street. I won't starve.
Rave: I got a lateral "promotion" at work. They were going to be cutting 3 jobs of the 8 where I was working in Afg. Instead, they created 3 new floater positions based out of Dubai under a different budget. So I'll be traveling around from site to site when people need to go somewhere else for training or vacation, and when I'm not needed in the field, I get to live in a hotel in Dubai. Rave: The pay, including hazardous duty and extended hours bonuses, stays the same no matter if I'm working or hanging out in Vegas: Middle East. Might even get Per Diem while in Dubai to pay for meals and such. Rant: Because they'll have us in hotels, rather than apartments, I'll have no permanent storage space. i have to ship a bunch of stuff back to my parents house and will be living out of my bags for the foreseeable future. Rave: I managed to sneak a week of leave into February, so I can see the girl in person and find out if it works, plus she's guaranteed that I will, for the first time in my life, have sex on my birthday. Which is valentines day. Folks, life is pretty good.
RANT: I waited till morning to reassess, but needless to say, I'm going through a bit of a quarter life crisis. I vented on here awhile ago about an inability to meet girls and how I felt my life had stagnated in that regard. Well its not so much that anymore but rather the inevitable erosion of my social circle as people "grow up" and start settling down. I've had one of my really close friends move to the burbs with his incredibly controlling fiancee and another close friend move to Columbus. I'd say a good 80% of my other close friends are either married/engaged/damn close to it. That's fine, and I'm happy for them, but they've started to pull back and I'm getting excluded from stuff. Not maliciously, but cause I'm not gonna get invited to couples shit. I have no problem with the "single life". Its been a large portion of my adult life, but a key to enjoying that life, is to have similarly minded people to enjoy it with. And my single friends are largely apathetic and unwilling to break out of any comfort zone, or just put themselves out there. I'm extremely outgoing and adventurous, and that sort of attitude just gives me fits. Couple that with mounting pressure and questions from family and friends as to why I'm not dating, and it gets old. I'm not ready to get married and I'm fine with that, but coupled with everything else, that additional chorus is suffocating. I'd like to find someone, but its bad enough that I have to worry about my own finicky tastes and preferences, without others pestering me about it. And its the first time in my life where I've felt desirable pull of stability in a relationship sense. The biggest new influencer, which feels so fucking lame, is that I get kind of fucking lonely. Living by myself with a once reliable social network shrinking, it gets bothersome. I know that its on me. I live in the 3rd biggest city in the country and there are opportunities, but I just need to figure it out. And the fact that its winter and people are prone to being fucking lazy and lethargic and its aggravating. RAVE: I'm a lot more comfortable with myself and what I'm all about than I've been in the past when I've had these internal anxieties. Its just a matter of sorting it all out.
Rant: We're forecast to get 2-4 inches if snow, and people around here are losing their minds. What the fuck? It's barely going to be anything but people are acting like a fucking blizzard is coming. I'm sure I'm just extra cranky because I hate every part of my life that isn't my daughter at the moment, but fuck it. These people need to fuck off, and quickly.
Rant: I still haven't seen Ender's Game. Rant: My best friend is being impossible to reach and it's making things difficult on landing a job driving a truck together. Rave: Breasteses are the besteses! (Rock on, glass cutting nipples) NSFW
Rant: So much for my 2nd seat. Friend got mired down in tickets and tow bills for making an illegal u-turn that wound up putting him in a ditch. Rave: Boobs are my anti-drug. NSFW SGEDIT: Tags. Some may not want to click the R&R thread and see giant boobs, covered or not tag that shit. Someone could lose their job.
Rant - Dez Bryant is a fucking piece of shit. I can't say why....but Jesus Christ I hope he shreds a fucking hamstring and disappears into anonymity.
Rant/rave. Planned the big mish on Wednesday. Rave. Flew a couple hours yesterday. Rave. Got to fly the big mish today on the one working aircraft. Rant. Didn't really fly, but got to observe from the jump seat in the cockpit. Rant. We flew it at 4500', which meant that it was minus 15 degrees. That plus flying at 150knots= fucking freezing. Rave. Weekend and scotch!!
Rant: guess who pinched a nerve in her neck?! This gal. Here's to a very unpleasant set of doubles this weekend.
Rave: I got laid!!!!!! The seven month dry spell is over. For now, but I'm optimistic. Rave: I received my 2013 Uncirculated Dollar Coin Set from the Mint! It has the 'W' American Silver Eagle. Just gorgeous! Rave: I got a nice nap with my dog. The first rave has NOTHING to do with this. Jerks. Rave: My 'Coins' magazine came in the mail. Rant: The above would be enough to make it the best day in a year. However, I had to walk dogs yesterday. Jesus, it has been cold. Do you know how hard it is to put little booties and sweaters on dogs that don't want booties and sweaters on? Let me tell you, not easy. And then I get them outside and they look at me like 'Are you fucking kidding me?' Look, I'm no happier than you about this. Let's get the business done and head inside where we can both be happier. Rave: I got a couple of new clients. One of them is an 8 week old French Bulldog named 'Bella' - she looks like a little dairy cow. She's so freaking cute. Rant: The pet store didn't have miniature cowbells for Bella.
Rave: My driving test appointment notification finally came in the mail. Being legally able to drive myself around is so close I CAN TASTE IT. Rant: Of course, that means the inevitable: car payments, insurance payments, filling the gas tank, scraping windshields, maintenance, car washes. RAVE: It'll mean independence again. Being ferried to and from work by (very generous) coworkers sucks. Walking a mile home in the snow with 20lb of groceries sucks. Rave: Boston for the weekend! If anyone's around and wants to celebrate Australia Day on Sunday, drop me a line. I'm thinking of going to a cricket-themed bar in Cambridge for a laugh.
Rant Lost my car/apartment keys at the movie theater earlier this afternoon. Had to wait all day for the staff to find them and after giving my information to customer service, they still didn't bother to call me. Leave it to me to track them down. Luckily my girlfriend was there to drive me around, otherwise I would've been quite fucked. Ended up missing my shift at work because of all this shit. My manager was understanding but not happy either. Rave Tylenol PM...the hell with today, goodnight
Spoiler being sent home to wait out a miscarriage is easily the worst thing I've ever endured. Rave: The Husband is amazing through all of this.
Spoiler'd for size and being a whiny bitch. Spoiler Rant: As of today I no longer consider myself a part of the family of any of my biological relatives. It has become blatantly obvious to me that I'm considered outsider and the wedge that drove my biological father and biological mother apart even almost 24 years later. My brother and sister are being used by my dad to manipulate me into talking to him. He knows I would try to have some semblance of a relationship with them even though they both openly tell me I'm the reason mom and dad split up and that I ruined our family. But since they love him so much they'll talk to me just to tell me I should "really talk with dad more" never mind what a fucking cunt that man is. My step-mom, maybe if she wasn't in denial about the whole abuse things and also being used I could stand how preachy she is, but I doubt it. Biological mom? I don't know the first thing about that woman despite that she had joint custody of me considering she'd just dump me off in the ghetto with my aunt. But apparently I'm to blame because she refused to get an abortion and then used me as a paycheck in the divorce. The closest thing I ever had to a parent were some of the guys that she would fuck though so I guess I should be thankful for that. It's time to cut contact with all of them. Rant: It'd be really great if I had someone in real life who I could talk to about this shit, or who would just sit and listen just one time and give a shit. Rant: I also wish I could somehow force myself to stop feeling sorry for myself, but now I'm just all mopey and sad and regardless of what I do to try and distract myself in the back of my head I just want to play the victim. Rant: I volunteered for a new position and I'm already regretting it. Rant: I think I fucked up things with this chick I was talking to, no surprise there.