Rant/Rave: Working NYE graveyard shift in newsroom, will be my last one of these 8pm to 5am (been mostly 6am this week because of head coach firings) of an eight straight night stretch. Couple days off with a friend from Vegas coming into town on my days off Friday and Saturday. I traded having my NYE off so I could see Fleetwood Mac on a day's notice play a show at The Forum (got a ticket to write a review), first LA show with McVie back in the lineup. I'd do it all over again in a heartbeat. Rave: Just packed a bowl and am faded off one bowl of this strain called moonshine. I had been smoking a vape pen mostly because it is more convenient when you go to a lot of concerts than rolling a joint or bringing a pipe and shit. I got kind of immune to that and hadn't really smoked much actual bud and this shit has been hitting me hard. First night I tried it, my friend who picked it up rolled two joints and we saw Saves the Day and Say Anything (I was there for the former). I got so high I nearly passed out, was embarrassing. Super high highs.
Rave: A mentor of mine was in the hospital over Christmas to have several biopsies taken for cancer tests and all came back negative. Happy new year to him! Rant: About to get chewed out by a customer for shit that is out of my control. Fun fun fun. Rant: I have a mountain of work to do in January, in and out of the office. Rave: Had a good holiday season and tonight will be low-key. Got pork and venison slow roasting and several bottles to open tonight.
Rant: People who send letters on a stat holiday. Is anyone reading this a Canadian lawyer with real estate expertise?
Rave: New year, and moving into a new apartment permanantly today. Never have to worry about moving again until WE decide if we want to move. Plus the place just got a brand new kitchen, so I will be cooking up a storm. Rave: Loads of new stuff on the way from IKEA. Couches are important you know. RantFell last night and landed hard on my ass. It hurts to bend over and pick things up, which will make moving a bit harder.
Rave: Wow the women at the event we went to last night. Never seen so many hot women in braless dresses and short skirts/dress it was amazing. No matter where you were looking it was great. Rant: The wife. She had to work in the morning, no big deal. The alarm goes off she stays in bed instead of getting out right away, i am just about to get back to sleep when she decides to get out and wakes me up again. She has a shower, no big deal, until she knocks down the towel rack somehow and makes a huge racket. Then she forgot her keys and locks herself out of the house, so i have to get up let her in and get her keys.
RAVE: It's a beautiful Wellington summer day outside, and a public holiday to boot. RANT: I'm stuck at work. RAVE: The time and a half I'm being paid will effectively turn into double time if I only put in a six hour day.
MEGA RAVE: So, at 12:00 noon on New Years Eve the nursing director for the job I've been working PRN shifts at calls me up and says, "We'd like to offer you a full time position with a dollar more an hour over your current pay rate." UH, YES PLEASE! I start Monday. What a way to end a year and start a new one. I was originally laid off from my last full time gig two days before my birthday in 2010. I'm so happy I don't know what to do with myself. Oh and did I mention that its M-F with no weekends? That's unheard of in nursing. SCORE!
Rave: Double-time on a holiday is always nice. Rant: My contract with the NFL ends in mid-February and they can't bring me back until July. Need to find some freelance shit or something temporary. Rave: I did well enough that they said they'll definitely bring me back in July. Great place to work even though I've been thrown on the graveyard shift the last few months. Rave: First concert of 2015 is this rapper from Oakland, I'm from the Bay Area. My best friend from Vegas is driving down, he tuned me into this guy's music before we went to Life is Beautiful Festival. Pretty solid rapper.
Rave: Vegas. I'm in a pretty decent suite, have tickets to Joe Rogan's stand up and the Jones Cormier fight, and a few grand to play with at the tables. Life's not too bad at all. The only thing left to do is find a random I like who'll cuddle afterwards. Wish me luck.
Rant: Hey cleaning lady, I dont mind if you need to reschedule, but dont call me 45 minutes after youre supposed to show up telling me you forgot. You picked the date. You picked the time. Im paying you $150 to clean a 2 bedroom apartment, how about jotting down your fucking appointment, señora? Rave: New Years was awesome. A buddy has a wedding venue that he uses to throw a massive open bar New Years Eve party every year. Open bar, catered meals, and some of the most beautiful women I've ever seen, straight out of a Victoria Secret catalog. Thankfully, I have futurewife to keep my grounded. I regained consciousness to her on the bathroom, crying into the toilet and throwing up while wearing some lingerie she was going to surprise me with. However, her stomach and its tolerance of alcohol had different plans.
RANT: A 14 year old girl committed suicide back home by standing in front of a train. How fucked up can things be at that age where you decide that's the best option? Her poor family. I went through this shit and you never get over it. I really hope it wasn't one of my friends' daughters.
Rant: Well and truly over driving. Rave: Last two weeks have been brilliant, caught up with heaps of people, drank lots of beer, made some new mates and didn't die. Rave: Sleep in my own bed tonight.
Some days you have a horseshoe up your ass and call 6l $60 raises pre flop with 2-4. And flop a straight. And get paid off. I loge life.
Rave: Was finally able to gather up the energy to go on a morning run, completed a measly 3 miles. It was nice to do something not centered around being a baby crock pot for the next 7 months. Rant: Gagged and ugly cried the whole time. Rave: In the absence of my iPod the concerned/confused looks on the faces of passing motorists kept me entertained.
Rant: I haven't ever been this low. I can't imagine any joy or high that life could offer that would be worth this kind of stress and pain. I almost wish I had it in me to be an alcoholic or a drug addict, because any respite right now would be welcome.