Rant: This women has to the as dumb as a sack of rocks, no I take that back that would be a insult to the rocks. I go one of the mechanics me: this new ut(utilities, cleaning bitch) has to be a wife of one of the foremen. Because she is dumb as a sack of rock. mech: yup, that is bummers wife. She has run the pick up out of fuel at least 6 and had to have it pushed back to the pumps.
Rave: Picked up 20 bream today to stock my aquaponics fish tank! The best part was that I didn't have to pay for them. I got them from a pond that feeds pellets almost daily, so they should be trained to eat the pellets. Time to grab a few vegetables and get to work.
Rave: Had a very nice weekend with the wife. I was also off all weekend which was great. Rant: Certain things were said by wife that indicated nothing has changed. Rant: Had 'The Conversation' with wife last night, that if things don't change soon, I will be leaving. Mega Rant: Having sacrificed so much to make this marriage work, for it to now fail means I leave with no career, no family, and very few friends. I will have to rebuild my life from the ground up at 42. Fuck. At this point, it looks like a mountain to climb. Maybe some day I'll look back on this post and smile. I really, really hope so.
Rant: Are you fucking with me? You have to be fucking with me. My boss downloaded 10 urgent (read: received a month ago but he hasn't responded to them yet) customer requests to me because he's "too busy to go through them today", which is entirely fair. Except... Y'know what he's busy doing? Sending around "safety tips" about how to properly cook a turkey for Thanksgiving, and watching YouTube videos on distracted driving. Fuck off and retire already.
Rant: Hours of work lost because I haven't hit the save button since lunch on this stupid, cock sucking computer. Rave: Idea! Step 1: Invent an actual cock sucking computer. Step 2: ? Step 3: Profit.
A little of both: So after having surgery 2 weeks ago to reconstruct my right elbow this is my first full day back to work. It's been really tough, painful and just terrible in general. I can't groom myself, can't do my hair or make-up for fear I'd poke an eye out. I can't drive, can't write, can't cut a steak, can't open anything...basically, I'm like a baby. I have had more than one tearful pity party. The poor SO has been wonderful. Let me tell ya once you have a medical emergency and need help with everything, all pride and inhibitions go right out the door. My stitches were taken out on Monday. Thank goodness he was able to save the radial head so, instead I've got 2 screws and a boat load of interior stitches. I go in for a custom brace on Friday and probably start PT next week. In all of the time I played sports through school (basketball, volleyball and softball) I never broke any thing. Now I lean on a deck handrail and manage to really fuck myself for 3-4 months, from a 4ft fall. 6'1" falling 4ft, on to sod=royally fucking yourself up. The lesson for my little TiB family is, take good care of your elbows. You don't realize how much they do until they can't fucking do anything. I am so happy to be back at work. I feel like a big girl. Holy fuck does daytime TV suck dirty hairy balls. If I was a housewife, I'd kill myself. Thanks to everyone who's left me rep and/or PM'ed me with advice and kind words.
Rant: A new school has added me to their sub list. They did not call to tell me this, they just put me in the system because I marked "yes" on my willingness to sub when I applied for full-time employment. This was on Tuesday. On Wednesday, they sent me a letter informing me that I was added to the sub list. This letter had the important information I needed to actually accept jobs from their district, which would have been nice to have when I was actually looking to take the job the day before. Yesterday, they called my cellphone while I was in the middle of teaching a class in a school where students are not allowed to use their cellphones. Students heard my phone vibrating and I was bombarded with questions about why I'm letting my cellphone go off in the middle of class. (Don't question why they think I have the magic power to control when I get a call. Kids are jerks.) It completely threw off the class, and I had to spend 10 minutes of a 45 minute class trying to restore order. A few weeks ago, I put into the system that I am taking a non-work day today. The system is aware of this, because I checked it half a dozen times to make sure I get today off. This has no stopped the new district from blowing up my phone with requests for sub jobs on this day. At 5:30 this morning, the system started calling. It has called me 4 times to ask me to work since then. It is now 7:42 in the morning. The school day for this district starts at 7:40. The last two calls I have received were at 7:30 and 7:35. I do not have the ability to teleport, so I don't know how I would get to the school in time to start class. This particular job was meant to be for the one day a week my current district will not let me work. I don't know if this is just a system glitch or if the district genuinely does not care that I took a day off, but this issue has woken me up at 5:30 am on my day off. I am angry.
Rant: It's not often I get the opportunity (a serious one anyway) to quote some of the bigger equipment we sell because of a local competitor who has a similar product that is cheaper. I finally get one that could lead to two sales. Why on earth is that a rant you ask? Because factory sales reps, that's why. They have a demo unit that they are discounting to us dealers where my cost drops from $215,000 to around $195,000. That's awesome, but when we are with the customers and we both get "taken aside" by different decision makers what the FUCK would make you tell them "I know they start around $200,000 and go up"? I just don't understand. You know this is a special pricing deal. You know it will never be cheaper than this. You know I told you they spent around $240,000 on their last and the other local guy is advertising his at $250,000 and would probably sell at 235-240. You know I told you we'd be around 225-230. I know you get a commission either way but why would you cut me off at the knees you retarded mother fucker.
Rave: Had the most amazing morning kayak, dolphins cruising passed us less than twnety meter away, the water was as smooth as glass and then on the way home some jerk off came speeding passed the maritime cops and got pulled over. Rave: Possible date on Wed with the girl I've been talking to.
Rant/Rave - first marks for the semester back. 83.75% for a 40% assignment. Yay, that's a pretty nice mark. Boo, that's one fucking question away from a 7 in a GPA scale where 7 is the best. Half a fucking mark on the actual assignment.
Rave: Won our first hockey game of the year last night, we are 1-4. It is nice seeing the team come together, not many of us have played together. Rave: They had at least 5 more guys then us(8 for the first couple of minutes), they should of out skated us and decimated us. Rant: For the first 5 minutes, we didn't have a spare guy, then a few guys trickled in, and we had 3 spares, 2 forwards, 1 defense. Fuck me am i tired and sore today.
Rave: I've had the pleasure of seeing a LOT of concerts this year, but Thursday night I saw Damien Rice perform in the Cathedral Sanctuary at Immanuel Presbyterian Church. It was as good of a show as I've seen all year and I was there to write a review. He killed it. His new album comes out in November and it promises to be one of the best of 2014. "I Don't Want to Change You" is my favorite Rice song ever after seeing him perform it. Just amazing. Rant: Could've seen Tom Petty tonight for free at The Forum but had to work an overnight shift on the newsdesk in the NFL newsroom. Rave: I've had plenty worse jobs in life than getting paid really well to sit in the office and watch Trailer Park Boys on Netflix.
Fucking awful rant: the wife just miscarried at twenty two weeks. I can't tell you how depressing it is to fill out crematorium paperwork for a twenty two week old baby. Fuck
Rave? Holy shit, did I just hear what I think I heard? My boss made some comment about a conference we attended last week and how he's glad he took a hotel room to save himself the drive from home... and then said "I'll probably do that next year for my last conference." ... Is he really retiring next year? HOLY SHITSNACKS.
Rant: Been on the overnight 8 pm to 5 am shift in the newsroom as of late because one guy quit. Rave: Had Monday night off and got to interview this up-and-coming band BROODS before their show, which I covered for the music blog I freelance for. Am on the overnight shift right now and there's so much free time I got to transcribe the interview and turn it into a feature. Nice when you're getting paid good money by one job to do work for another gig... Rave: Covering the Life is Beautiful Festival in Las Vegas a weekend from Friday. I went to the inaugural event last year when I won tickets, it was one of the best weekends of 2013 for me. It is three days instead of two this time and I was lucky enough to get off work from the NFL when really, I expect to work every Sunday. I actually convinced this girl with very little prodding to come out to Vegas for the festival. The kicker: I've never met her in person but have texted and phoned her the last several months. She followed me on Twitter when I was covering the Oakland A's, of whom she shares a deep appreciation for. She's pretty cool but it is quite weird to meet someone for the first time in these circumstances. I'm sure it'll be fine but I'm a bit nervous.
Rave: I love it when people are unable to properly diagnose mechanical things. You can get a killer deal on toys. Yamaha Moto 4 for $50, owner described the issue as it wasn't getting spark. He said he jumped it off and it ran for a minute but wouldn't start again. What he didn't know is these things need a healthy battery to run. $50 battery and it fires right up.
Rant I just half assed my Kaplan diagnostic test, and I'm pretty sure it asked me at the end if I'm really sure this is the best use of my money. Fucking God dammit. I know its because I half assed it, but still, a nice, stern kick in the ass. The funny thing is, I'm taking a GRE for a program I'm pretty much enrolled in full time. Currently I'm getting a certificate in that subject because its available and my GPA on graduation was a sub 3.0, which for grad school is a big deal obviously. So I got admitted into the program as a certificate student and I'm doing well, most people assume I'm getting my full degree because I'm fitting in with minimal grade issues. This is where I get annoyed with my ADHD. My intellect is fine, but when it comes to reading word problems or rote memorization I do not do well. I simply have a hard time of slowing my mind down enough to read the problem correctly than working out the stated mechanics of it. If you ask me to derive a concept or work with a concept I do well, I can connect the dots and derive new dots with insights. However, tell me about a concept and ask me to recall the info and it is embarrassing. My memory is fucked now, when I get older I don't stand a chance, it'll be like Momento in terms of writing down stuff and forgetting it everyday. Maybe if I draw a picture in crayon on my application this spring I'll have a better chance than if I submit my GRE scores. Or maybe its a dam good thing I'm taking the Kaplan course in person, twice a week. Depends on how you view the glass I guess.