Rave: For the first time, I saw the baby and heard its heartbeat yesterday. Everything looks great! I still don't really feel pregnant and I can't believe this little thing is actually growing in me. So. Weird.
Rant: My cousin's house in South Dakota just burned down last night and everything was lost. They thought they were insured too, but that got messed up in their last move. The poor guy and his girlfriend went through a lot of shit already in 2014 and its hard to imagine this happening now, and during this time of year too. Hard to feel positive now but at least there is a lot of help coming their way- it's a start. Rave: A mentor's cancer biopsies all came back negative. At least that is some positive news! Rave: My girlfriend wants to go on a nice dinner date this weekend to celebrate five years together, but specified some place that has a Groupon or Livingsocial deal running too so it isn't too spendy. She's awesome. Rave/Rant: Getting back into solid shape feels good, at least for my mind. My body fucking hurts.
Rave: I'm sure you're all enthralled with this tale, but after the meeting I had with my regular manager last week, she went back to my workplace and told Cunt not to come in until later, then spoke with all of my coworkers individually. Then she had a meeting with Cunt and demoted her. That dark cloud is no longer my first line supervisor and holy SMOKES the difference that's made at work is amazing.
Rave: Won an award! (It's lame. But still!) Rant: Trespassed. Got caught yesterday. Have to find a new place to run for the next few months.
Rant: Stupid fucking roadworks, fuck off with your jackhammer outside my front door until I go back to work. Or at the very least wait until after fucking 9am. Started at fucking 7am, cast iron cock hammers the lot of them.
Rave: MiniMe gave a speech today about why bodily autonomy should be added to the Universal Declaration of Human Rights - and made a perfect grade. I can't complain about that at all.
Rave: Going to both weekends of Coachella this year. Going weekend one with a media pass and weekend two just for shits and giggles. Last year was my first go-round and I don't foresee not going from now until I'm 30. (Currently 26). Rave: Foo Fighters announced last-minute gig at The Forum this Saturday. Didn't get floor tickets but I'll be there. Only seen them at festivals, never at their own show, so I'm stoked.
Rave: Starting my new job on the 20th and my last day at the current job in this coming Tuesday. I'm excited because its a whole new career for me using the same skills I already had with the exception of seeing the disgusting patients anymore. I won't have to work for doctors anymore either. Rant: Current boss continued his usual habit of treating me like I don't exist by not responding to any forms of communication from me, including my letter of resignation. We've never had any real issues between us and my work performance and behavior has always been top notch, so for him to treat me this way only solidifies my decision to leave. I mean, who doesn't respond to a letter of resignation? Even a 'fuck you' would suffice. Rave: Training my temporary replacement. She will work here until they hire someone new. So I get to sit back and watch her work.
Rave: There is nothing more comforting than a top notch litigation attorney saying, "Don't worry about this at all."
Rant: Fuck, the US picked Boston as the city its bidding for the 2024 Summer Olympics. There's hope, the IOC may pick somewhere else, but it's another step closer to having that shitshow where I live.
Rave: Got a job for a music player maker. Rant/rave: I am listening to Taylor Swift and getting paid.
RANT: Just got back from a vacation back home to introduce the boys to their grandparents, my side. Now, my folks haven't been talking to me much at all lately, and I know they're still reeling from my sister's death. I get that. I loved her too. I know she was the best thing their name ever got attached to, I agree. But in the five days we were up there, they hardly said a fucking word or spent any time with us. Just cold shoulders and yes or no responses to any attempt at conversation. Dead silent dinners. My dad put in overtime at work every day we were there, something I don't recall him ever doing in the last 20 or so years. It was so bad we cut the trip early by almost a week and a half after my wife sat down with my folks while I was upstairs changing the kids, and my old man told her to piss off and mind her own business, which brought her to tears. I had words with him, but got nothing. Fucking prick just turned his back and walked away. Mom just sat there drinking coffee and staring. What the fuck am I supposed to do with this? I can't help if you won't open up a bit. Some battles you can't fight alone.
Rant: It's fucking heartbreaking busting your gut playing sport in a team where quite often it feels like there is only one or two people trying and you lose badly because others aren't holding up their part.
Rant: I know it shouldn't bother me, but this article got my blood pumping and made me so angry: http://www.yourtango.com/node/236330#.VLRqG3sYO8g In my opinion, the author of this article is completely missing the point of the arguments put in front of her. She says she is going to teach her sons to "appreciate the beauty in a person based on what that person believes and how that person makes my boys feel, not on what that person is wearing or how much of their skin is exposed." and then makes acknowledging a woman's beauty a purely physical compliment in the next paragraph. (I'm probably begin knit-picky because she uses the phrase "look beautiful" instead of "are beautiful", but I'm pissed off.) She also attacked the idea that we should prescribe to traditional gender roles in a way that indicates she will not love her sons if they don't grow up to be masculine and strong or don't marry women who are demure and ladylike. Plus, she is teaching her sons to treat women like possessions that need to be taken care of instead of human beings with thoughts and feelings besides "am I pretty". Her analysis of the websites she cites are particularly backwards and out-of-touch. She implies that she supports slut shaming and refuses to acknowledge that sending a young woman out of a room due to her attire because it is distracting to the boys in the class sends the message that the boys' education is more important than the girl's. If I am totally overreacting, please don't tell me. That is a particular type of ignorance I would like to hold on to.
Rant Plough guy, I appreciate the fact you're clearing the streets but are you honestly fucking with me? You wait the very SECOND I finish a ninety minute shovelling job to fill the end of my driveway with 350 cubic feet of alloyed quartz? Anyhoo, thanks for the workout I guess. Work certainly is going to suck tomorrow.
Rave: Still can't believe the Foo Fighters show at The Forum this past Saturday. They brought out Paul Stanley of KISS, Slash and Tenacious D, Alice Cooper, Nick Oliveri of QOTSA, Zakk Wylde, Perry Ferrell, Trombone Shorty, DAVID LEE ROTH, Lemmy Kilmister. And they still played a dozen of their own songs. It lasted nearly four hours. It was the best rock n roll show I've ever seen other than Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds. Only thing that puts that one higher is that I was front row. Even being in the bleachers, this Foo Fighters show was INSANE. Rant: No way there is a show I see in 2015 that will be better than that one. I shot my wad early in the year.
Rave: I walked to work today. I hit my steps goal about 45 minutes into it. Rant: It was 2.8 miles. I'm fairly certain I have a blister. And I get to walk back home on it.
Rant: Since I have been primarily freelancing long enough and (relatively) successfully enough, I have reached that awkward, frustrating spot of being "too qualified" for entry level positions but usually not quite qualified enough for mid-level positions since it's mostly temporary gigs rather than previous full time jobs. Or, because I have 23/25 bullet points of what they're looking for in an absolutely perfect candidate so that's just not enough. Worst part is I am perfectly fine with entry level. Gahh.