Rave: Went to the Del Mar Fair in San Diego. Had a decent time. I'm actually a much bigger fan of the art exhibits than the rides and carnival shit, and their exhibitions are always really good. I especially enjoyed the carpentry exhibit. Rave: Girlfriend's mom paid for everything. Normally, I would be loath to accept that sort of money, but I immensely dislike having to go with her. Rant: My girlfriend's half-brother is 11. He is quite possibly the most annoying kid on the fucking planet. No concept of personal boundaries, no concept of shutting the fuck up, runs everywhere. I understand that it's the fair. It's a place where a kid gets to have a blast. I understand that he's 11. But there's a big difference between having fun and fucking around at the expense of everyone else. Oh, and the whining. The kid did not stop whining the entire time we were there. Spoiler I fucking hate the mom. She's ignorant, arrogant, outspoken, and hypocritical. I ended up losing it on the kid because he ran off into the crowd for the twentieth time and told him to "stop fucking around." She went off on me for saying profanity around him. Later on, she drops a couple of F-bombs in casual conversation right in front of him like it's nothing. She's telling my girlfriend that we're "living in sin" because we're living together and haven't gotten married, even though she hoed around throughout her 20s and 30s and cheated on her husband multiple times. I do not appreciate being called a moral degenerate when I'm treating her daughter with a hell of a lot more respect than she treated her partners. Somehow, because she became "born again" in her mid-forties, it makes it totally okay to judge us. I have respect for the faith, as my parents are religious and are very good people, and her brand of invective isn't it. She's homeschooling the kid because she's scared of the (extremely good) public school district in her area. She doesn't want the school to expose him to atheism and whatever the fuck. What's she's actually doing is preventing him from growing up. The kid is immature, can't hold a conversation to save his life, has no concept of social norms, whines all the time because it's the best way to get shit out of the mom, and is even more self-centered than the average 11-year-old. I'm trying to avoid getting into the "back when I was a kid" shit, and I don't have to; I've been around a fair number of kids his age, and he is genuinely screwed up. Oh, and he knows diddly-shit because she's an ignorant fuck who has no business teaching a substitute Spanish class. So he's getting the worst of every possible world. If he were in public school, (or even a private, parochial school... oh, wait, he can't, because Catholics are apparently evil) he'd be learning from the other kids. Instead he just has her. The kid's dad is a decent guy, but he's working so damn hard that he doesn't have much time to unfuck him. And I have to keep my mouth shut about this because my girlfriend loves him more than the rest of her family. FUCK. Rave: We're picking up the Uhaul today. Rant: We're stopping in San Diego to see them again on the way up to Portland.
Awesome: I made my wife throw up- I mean literally run to the bathroom and throw up- just by suggesting to her that hot dog broth would make a friggin amazing substitute for chicken stock. I still think its not a bad idea.
RAVE: Just took possession of my new place. Spent the day moving shit in and buying "everything" to stock it up. Now camping in the main room waiting for movers to show up, in a week or so. 25' vaulted ceiling makes me want to set up my tent. Getting hammered and watching movies off the laptop on an inflatable mattress (yep, I'm bringing sexy back). That would be my next week.
Stupid Rant: I was sitting on my friend's porch last night, drinking wine and hanging out with a few people. His housemate comes home and joins us, and at some point, it was brought up that I'm a foster care worker. He IMMEDIATELY starts laying into me about how I'm perpetuating social issues by participating in a broken system. Like, relentlessly berating me. And because I was drunk and have been working 60 hour weeks to try and be a good caseworker for the kids and families on my caseload, I totally lost my shit. I cried the whole way home in the car with poor Boyfriend, and contributed to the whole evening falling apart. And now I have a hangover.
Rave. Spent the day yesterday changing my brake rotors. Great success! Rave. Spent last night out on the town. Pined over an old neighbor who was out as well. Stumbled out of bar to another bar. Made it home eventually. Good night. Rant. Hungover/Still drunk. Rave. No headache! Rant/rave-ish. Looming deployment...
Rant and/or Rave My daughter has lost three baby teeth in two days and has the smile of a Jack O' Lantern. I want to go down to TSC to get her some bib overalls.
Rave: Making mushroom ragu. The most stressful part of my day is getting the seasoning right. Rant: Scoop out a bit of starch water right before tossing the pasta in. Sauce decides to launch off a magma heated bubble that lands on my arm. The burn causes me to flinch... which sends a cup or so of near boiling water down my hand and forearm. Rant: The ensuing temper tantrum and guttural screaming terrifies the cat. Especially when I launch a chair 15 feet. Rave: Finished a bottle of halfway drinkable Bordeaux while my arm marinates in burn spray. The spaghetti was also boss.
RAVE Life is pretty good. I have a new Girlfriend, who is pretty awesome. It's been the first girl in 2-3 years that I've dated that I've actually wanted to commit too. Everything has happened rather quickly, but it all feels right and I'm just so relaxed and happy about everything right now. So far I feel justified for not rushing into something with previous girls just for the sake of it when I felt that it wasn't quite 100% there.
Rave: One of my best friends wedding was great. Very beautiful. Still fun even thou I only really knew the groom. Rant: Traveling. Friday, worked 8-4:30, had to be at the airport pick up(our airport is on another island a ferry takes us there) at 6:30 didn't get to were i was going until almost 2am. Wedding on Saturday. And same travel back sunday, except i was home at 9PM. Rant: WTF, no single women for me to shamelessly flit with because my wife couldn't make it. There was this one table with a few women in it but they never got up to talk to anyone, sat at the table all night, and a few of them started to nit. edit: Rant: WTF is it with travel, you dont do really anything, except today I am tired as all hell.
Rave: Got to walk on the new international runway at the airport before it opened for air traffic. Rave: There were about 40 or so other aircraft parked on the runway that you could look at. Rave: Air Canada had their new Dreamliner there, and you could get right up to it, look in the engines, stand next to the landing gear, and talk to the pilots, flight attendants, and maintenance crew. What an amazing piece of machinery.
RAVE: The cat came back Sunday morning. Obviously he's smarter than the owl. We were working on our bikes in the garage last night and he lay down right in the doorway like he was taught. He's been getting the royal treatment from everyone since he showed up. RAVE: Had an awesome Fathers' Day too. Rode 29 miles on the Silver Comet Trail with the wife and kids, then had wings and beer on the way home.
Rant My truck has 225,000 miles on it, its on the way out and today it might have breathed its last breath. As I was parking something snapped and the steering disappeared. I was able to guide it into my assigned spot. I love that truck I really do. Both times it broke down it was in a safe spot, the first time in my sisters apartment complex and this time in my parking spot. Not sure if the truck is benevolent, but the steering couldn't have went out in a better spot. The engine still runs good but at this point we're patching new issues here and there and its just not worth it. Not sure how I'm going to get it out of there, there is no steering now and my parking spot is in a tight parking structure. Thankfully I have my motorcycle so I can still get around. I may have to get clever when I go to hockey though.
Rave: got married on Saturday to the love of my life Rave: on my way to Greece! Rave: World Cup in Europe; can not wait for the next two weeks!
RANT: Been without internet at the new home for too long. I'm going into withdrawal. Friday can't come soon enough.
Rave: now the Sales and Marketing Co-ordinator for a $4M business (part of a $1.2B business). A business that is a strict meritocracy and fired 4 staff for sucking in the month I was temping there, and created a position specifically for me. After 4 months of soulraping unemployment, it was a timely reminder that I can be a fucking beast when given the opportunity. I have senior managers stopping by my office to express amazement at some of the market analysis I've done, which is good, because Rant: jesus christ my lovelife has been too tragic for words lately. Just brutally rough, mostly because I've been committing the cardinal sin of confusing 'liking me as a person and making the effort to spend time with me' with 'will sleep with me'. Amateur hour.