Rant: My mother works in Dubai. I last talked to her Friday night. She had been sick for a couple of days. She thought it was an MS attack, but finally went to the doc and was told it was an upper respiratory infection as was given medication of some kind. The last time I talked to her she wasn't feeling better and was going to wait a day and the go see the doctor again. But I have had no further contact. I'm probably irrational worried but I'm thinking the worst. I have no other method of contact. I messaged one of my mom's friends on Facebook who worked at the school previously for advice or help in getting someone to check on her, but I haven't heard back yet. I don't know why, but I have a terrible feeling about this. She had gone incommunicado before but that was because she was working so hard. She was supposed to be at home getting better, but now I don't know what the fuck to think. Rave: I just had some Girl Scout candy delivered. Rant: It's going to last all of thirty minutes if I don't get outside of my own head a bit.
RAVE: She is in the hospital with pneumonia. She sounded in good spirits and said that she will probably be released tomorrow. Rant: Fuck verizon. I didn't realize that I had to have special permission on my account to call international. And since I'm not the owner or manager of the account they couldn't help me. Rave: Technology. I was able to call through Google Voice using some my little brother's minutes from like 4 years ago. I called the school and they told me that she was in the hospital. I called the hospital and was able to get in touch with her. She is very deaf so at first she didn't want to accept the call. I felt bad for the doctor as I was ordering him emphatically to put her on the damn phone despite what she said. Fortunately, she relented and I got to hear her and extracted the promise that she would email as soon as possible. Thanks to those who repped kind thoughts and wishes.
Rave: Planning on building (assembling) my first PC. Should be a fun little project... and the finish line is me playing computer games, so that's cool. I'm mainly using this site to figure out the basics, but if anyone has any other helpful links or sage pieces of advice, please let me know!
Rant: Had a shitty deer opener weekend- at least Saturday morning was the worst on record. Almost got in an awful wreck on the highway at 5:00 am, wind was going in the wrong direction, I found a deer stand put up on the private property by a trespasser at 7:00 am, and at 8:00 am got a call from a random number letting me know that my dog and friend's dog (whose house I was staying at while he was out of town) were loose in his neighborhood. What. the. fuck. At least the random person turned out to be a friendly traffic cop that tied the dogs up in his yard for me. Of course I didn't see a single deer all weekend too. Rave: Still better to be out hunting than not, and I've got the following two weekends to hunt them. Plus I'm organizing a group pheasant hunt on Black Friday with some buddies. Rave: There's a new Director of Marketing at work, which is a new position too. I've got a one-on-one meeting with her this afternoon to discuss my role today and what I want to be doing. She seems solid so far and I'm crossing my fingers this will pan out and we can make some changes here.
Rant: I am trying very hard not to say something incredibly unkind and mildly racist right now. One of the customer service guys loudly abstained from watching the Remembrance Day services in Ottawa because "they didn't die for my freedom. I'm from Guyana." Y'know what, buddy? How about you fuck off. Just fuck off.
Rave: Went about as well as expected. Both of us agree on shifting me from business development to product marketing. Less shitty sales calls (or, none!), more marketing. Basically exactly what I want. Rave: I fucking love Mills Fleet Farm. So much.
Rant: I am SUPER stressed out about court tomorrow morning. Way more than I usually am. The parents are crazy and I am expecting both yelling and tears. On the upside, the dad is in jail, so he can't murder me. Downside is he can still stare at me like he is going to murder me when he gets out of jail in 12 days. Silver Lining: I spent about 45 minutes trying to figure out if you could find my address online anywhere, and I'm pretty sure you can't. So that's comforting.
Rave/Rant: So I ended up hearing back from them on Tuesday… for another interview. Two different guys I haven't met yet called me earlier today for a phone interview. Turns out if I get an offer these are the people I would be working directly under. The interview was only 20 minutes. I have no idea how much it weighed in, but they apparently have more interviews next week and I should wait two weeks for a response. I've flown up twice and that was the 14/15th people I've interviewed with for this company. The entire process has been about 2 months. Fucking ridiculous. And how much is my 20 minute phone interview going to weigh in relative to all the flying up and meeting people face to face for interviews that lasted hours. What the fuck? This company is crazy, but I still want an offer. At least they paid all the travel expenses. Rave: Sold. It took less than a day to get rid of that piece of shit. Rant: Weekend trip to Daytona cancelled. Rave: It's still Friday tomorrow, and between the hectic work this week, the deadlines, selling a car, and the candidacy up north I need the relaxation.
Ra??: it's Friday night in Aus. A month ago I would have already been higher than three kites by now. Serious drugs, nightclubs, that sort of thing. Tonight I just got back from my 6th boxing class of the week, ate a salad, and now I'm in my pyjamas about to watch Frozen. (I started watching it for the first time with my nephew yesterday. He had to turn it off at the scary part so I copied it and now I'm watching it by myself. I'm 29. No shame in my Disney game). Cue Fry meme: not sure if improvement. It's certainly different though. I'm enjoying the contrast even as I'm not entirely sold on the direction my life has taken. You could almost say it's A Whole New World.
RANT: Salespeople. Don't call me once a week and ask me if I'm happy or want to have lunch or if you can do anything for me. I have your number. When I want something I'll call. If I'm unhappy I'll call. Call this a silent partnership with you being the silent one.
RANT: The only icy road in the whole city was my boyfriend's. And I slid into a truck, had to abandon it. And then another woman hit my car further into that truck. FUCK. And I have shitty insurance. Whyyyy...
Rant: It sucks having to move during winter. Especially when you're moving your whole family and all of their accrued shit they think is precious and valuable when literally you want to just shout, "Fuck you, you guys deserve to be on Hoarders dammit!" Rant: The cold, while nowhere near my experiences in Kotzebue, Alaska it is still pretty damn cold here in North Idaho. I puked up today while being a passenger in my brother's truck feeling sick and less than five minutes later in the new house's driveway, my puke had to be chipped off of the side of the truck. Rave: My dogs keep finding butchered-out elk and deer bodies out behind my house where my redneck neighbors dump them to attempt to lure coyotes and red foxes into their traps, and my dogs keep robbing the pieces of delicious cervine flesh away. These guys are cool about it as apparently their own dogs do the same thing. Rant: My youngest pup Fern got caught in a coyote trap, but since it's a foot-hold trap, not one of those outrageous bear traps from old Warner Bros cartoons she just limped with soreness in her left forepaw for a few hours. Rave: Our oldest cat with the most health problems died, leaving us with the new kitten. It saddens me how he died (I think our neighbor's hounds caught him, and then my dogs chased them off and drug the body into our front yard, or maybe a coyote or two got a hold of him. His skull and neck vertebra were crushed, and there was what appeared to be fang holes in his head) I was sad but glad he died doing what he loved (He'd scream for the door to be opened even though as this is coyote, bobcat, great horned owl, wolf, hunting dog and speeding car country, he thought he was a cat worthy to be outdoors at night)
Rant: Due to a combination of sickness and life I won't be competing at the USAPL meet tomorrow. Fortunately the meet director is cool with my entry fee just carrying over to the next meet. Rave: On the plus side I was asked to help out with the meet as far as set up and running it, plus taking data for a research project they're running during the meet so that's pretty cool. Rant: Gotta be there at 6:15 tomorrow. Fuck.
Rave: My boss is great most the time, the lazy ass foreman that cant get off there ass to actually look on the shelf to see what is going on annoys him. So when on of them sends an email out to the maintenance group basically saying we(warehouse) should carry more parts/do a better job it really pisses off my boss and he sends an email back exactly like this "There is a new caliper in stock. You may want to get a ladder and have a better look."
Rant: About a month and a half ago I had to move into a new place, and I ended up with a female roommate. She is super nice and has been very good to me, but she recently lost her job and is having some serious personal issues. None of her family lives in our state and I wish that there was something that I could do to help her, but right now all I can do is give her words of encouragement when she tells me things. She is a few years younger than I am, so I am hoping that a lot of this is something that she'll soon grow out of. Rant: I have enough of my own issues. I just turned 29, but I can't stop thinking about stupid things that I said and did when I was in my early 20s and all the generally embarrassing things that have ever happened to me. Part of me wishes that I was still that immature and aloof, so I could still think that nothing was ever my fault. Rave: Last night, I got to see Jenny Lewis in concert for the second time this year! I already can't wait for another chance to see her perform live. Rant: This semester feels like it will never end, and I am signed up for 3 classes again next semester. Spring/Summer of 2016 can't come soon enough. Rave: I was hired on full time last week with the company that I have been working for. I don't know how much job security that I really have, but I feel like I will be okay for awhile.
Rave: Husband is walking and moving and being a generally good natured pain in the butt. All is well. Rave: Going in a couple of hours early today and decorating the place for Christmas. This doesn't mean anything except overtime bitches. Rave: Y'all throw good energy into the wind as it blows my way, please. I need it. Rant: Spoiler Is there ever a time that dealing with a batshit crazy in-law gets easier? I don't fucking know, but I know that given the option of eating ice cream or pulling her out of oncoming traffic - well. I love me some ice cream.
Rant: Mother Spoiler fuckers. The "seamless" switch for my business phone service has been fucked up since last Friday at Noon, when they did the switch. Some callers get forwarded to my cell phone, and some callers get a "this number is not in service" message. And, I can't call out. And, I can't get through on the "always available" tech support. And, when I log into my account, the account pages that allow me to manage my voice controls are unavailable. So, in the "Chat" I tried, "Peggy" told me to call the 24/7 tech hotline. Yeah, thanks Peggy, I ended up with your stupid ass, because NOBODY ANSWERS the fucking hotline, like I told you in the beginning of the chat when I had to state my problem twice. Godammit. And, your music on hold sucks.
Rant: Someone stole the giant piece of cardboard that I was using to make a cardboard cut-out of the Regional Operations Manager. In a best-case scenario, the cleaners took it. In a worst-case scenario, the ROM found said cardboard with his likeness sketched onto it and is launching a Human Resources complaint against me. Goddammit.
Rave: New boss says I don't need to worry about making cold calls anymore. Spoiler I was so ready to hear that after over three years of making too many sales calls. The amount of anxiety and pressure caused by that part of my job was never worth it, and the time freed up for me will be put to much better use.
Rave: My niece and nephew were born yesterday morning and all is well. Never thought my younger sister would be a parent before me, but I'm very happy for her and her hubs nonetheless. Rant: It also makes me realize that maybe I need to grow up? My college friends and I still do exactly what we've always done, just with more money at our disposal. Were not really adults, just an extended version of our college selves. Now that more than half of us are married and/or engaged, and with kids shortly following, I can see an end to our hangouts or group trips on the horizon. Its bittersweet. We will probably still get together but the frequency will wane, and it will be centered around our families and not the status quo. I have a feeling like the weddings are the last events in this stage.