Rant:So my big job prospect that I was really hoping for seems like a bust. Color blindness, yet again, has squashed hopes and dreams for a highly lucrative career. So I shall continue to be an x-ray tech until I find something better. Rave:I've been apartment hunting which sucks more than I ever thought possible. The market in Houston is just so expensive right now, that I can barely afford to live outside of the hood. The rave part is that I came across a landlord who is renting to a friend of mine. Her units are typically $1300-1400/month which is completely outside of my price range. But she has a unit that she used to live in that isn't being used and she offered it to me for $775/month which is exactly in my price range. The weird part is that, in order to get that good deal, I have to keep a good amount of her furniture in the place. I'm a bit weary about it but I think it will be ok. Its in an amazing location and backs up right to a dog park. I'm just concerned about how much of her shit I have to live with. And I'm afraid that I'm making a deal with the devil. Being that this is an unconventional situation, she's been a little wishy washy on the terms before the lease is even signed. I'm planning on signing it tonight, but I don't want to get fucked over somehow.
Rave: life is exquisite. Adam Freeland played a ridiculous set last night, helped along by the perfect amount of this and that. Got home after many hours of dancing, booty called a fwb and had excellent, filthy sex, and straight from hers to the airport where I'm writing this, on my way to visit my best friends. Ahhh, contentment.
RANT: They're putting my dog to sleep tonight. It's not even real. I left him with my parents and my husband at my parents' house on Wednesday night and he was all normal until last night and then he started barfing and now his liver is totally failing. I talked to the vet and she said even if I walked in the room right now he wouldn't recognize me, and the only treatment they can try she's never seen work. Apparently he ate something toxic and there's nothing any of us could have done. It's not fair. He's only 3.5. We've only had him for 2.5 years. Did I mention my husband is recovering from jaw surgery? I just got to wake him up via phone from his narcotic haze to tell him, because I knew he would want to know before we put the dog down. That was delightful. He loves this dog beyond reason. And now I have to somehow go to bed because I have to be up at 6am for ski patrol, and it's been dumping snow and supposed to continue all weekend, so it's gonna be a long day. I guess I'll distract myself by slogging equipment around in deep snow. Fuck, you guys. All dogs are awesome, but that dog is the best dog.
Rant: Got shot down. God dammit, I really thought she was in to me. Rave: Captain Morgan totally gets me and wants me to be happy.
Rant Ive been in a depressive funk lately. Works so slow I have only been in 3 days in the past month and even when I do go in I have to deal with a boss I hate and a terrible situation with a co worker. Ive slipped into the, can't get off the 'couch for the life of me' phase. I make little to no effort to change my situation. I fucking hate this shit.
Rave: When the Mrs. and I went to London several years ago, we went to see "We Will Rock You", a play put to the music of Queen, and it was utterly fantastic (you'd swear Queen was actually behind the stage playing). Well, the show is on tour in the US and will be in Dallas in March, so I bought us tickets for a Valentine's Day gift. I guarantee next Friday night, she will she will ROCK ME!
Rant: Double booked myself for the second time in a week. This is horseshit. I've got to get more organized.
Rave: Had a great weekend. My girlfriend texted me this morning to say how sore her lady parts are (in a good way). Rant: I normally use hair clippers to tame my ball 'fro but out of curiousity on Saturday I took a razor to my pubes. Everything was fine and dandy (no cuts!) until Sunday morning. My skin is so pissed off at me now. I am never doing that again. Rant: Gotta start looking for a new place to live. I am really, really not looking forward to this.
rave: Thanks to the logistical butt fuck that was snow jam pt 1, Atlanta public schools (where I teach) has preemptively canceled school for the next two days .... And we already have a four day weekend scheduled, which they can't take back this late. So I'll be working six days over the next two weeks. That is fucking awesome. Rant: I managed to pick up the flu over the weekend, so the next two days are going to be spent sleeping. But still.....NO WORK!!!
RAVE: Knocked the wife up real good. Just found out she's having twins. Double dose of awesome. RANT: Gonna need to find a job with reasonable hours and benefits. In my line work, that's a rare occurrence. I've got a surprising life savings so far, but it won't carry me on what I earn right now.
Rant: We've had two big storms in the past month and one coming up tomorrow. Both of the last two started in the afternoon, making me sweat out my commute home. Guess when the one tomorrow is supposed to start? WTF is the deal with the afternoon? It can't wait till 7pm when I'm home?
I'll go ahead and throw in my FUCK SNOW post. You know what I hate? I hate the people that walk around saying "I love the snow!!", "I hope it stays for a while.", "Its sooo pretty!" *squeak* because that's how they sound to me. And by the way, SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU MORON. I'll take the ability to go to work and make money over sitting in the house looking at the pretty snow any day. All it means for me is claims, claims, claims, fender benders, rock chips, broken pipes, inability to make it into the office and when I finally did, I had to be driven in like a fucking teenager. Being back logged with normal daily work in addition to what I listed above. All of this is after being trapped in the house for 4 fucking days. Wanna know what else? Mustangs don't do so good in snow. A real one would have been better.
Rant: Just had to turn some some ass because of all of the damn backlog of homework I have to do. 90 assignments due in ONE class alone. My booty calls response? "How many days do we get with an empty apartment lol" "And I have lots of groceries and beer" "I guess I'll just lay here...naked...alone" "And I guess I'll put this sex whip and corset back in my closet." I hate being a responsible grown up sometimes. How the hell am I supposed to concentrate now?
Rave: go read Joe Hill's NOS4R2 right now. A truly excellent book. Very reminiscent of King at his best.
Rant: My uncle died tonight. He was a boxer when he was a young man. Now he's dead. I'm so tired of everyone dying. Seriously, I think karma is just fucking with me now. I should've stayed dead the night I was pronounced dead. But no, I just had to come back and see what wa going on. I'm an idiot.
Another stupid snow day. I had four different networking meetings/events today... All gone. At least they weren't client meetings, but still really annoying. On the plus side, I feel like I'm slowly settling into a rhythm for work. It's been a huge, but good, adjustment.
Rave: My girlfriend figured out a way that we could travel to Nebraska in May for a friend's wedding (a friend of mine since childhood, he introduced me to her too), and while there she can visit with friends while I do an overnight trip to a private shooting range for some fun rifle testing. That way I get a full day to sling lead and not a few hurried hours. Rant: Can't go to the bachelor party. Rant/rave: Having to deal with stupid red tape legal bullshit, but it is a nice surprise when the government promptly processes paperwork! (other rave: alliteration)