Rave Rainbow trout were stocked in a pond on campus. It feels weird fishing for trout in south louisiana...
RAVE: Who said moderating this board would never pay off? A very kind Idiot is sending me a whack of home-cured meats as a "thanks". UPS can't show up soon enough.
Rant: Ok, seriously does it have to be national 'news' every year that the east coast is having a winter? Dig the sand out of your vaginas and deal with it. Rave: Prospects for going to Germany late in the year are looking good. Since the flight is fuck you in the ass expensive I might as well stop by another country too. Not sure what I'll pick yet. I'll probably go off the advice of my friends who live in the area. Rave: Weekend starts tomorrow. Thank fucking God.
Rant: Jury duty coming up. Rave: Jury duty coming up. Part of me would be alright with being chosen if for no other reason than my boss' head would explode. It's not that I'm important. She's just a control freak. And it would also mean she'd have to scramble for prn or actually treat patients inside of sitting at her desk and day trading all day. Also, I could totally see her pressuring me to use PTO for my "civic duty" and losing her shit if I told her I'd like to speak with HR to check on our company's policy. She won't even give me her manager's email so that I can send a thank you note; she sure as hell doesn't want me attempting to contact HR. Dumbass. I dream of the day that I walk in with my written notice.
RAVE: There isn't any one thing in the past month that I can point at and say that's why things are going great, but a slew of things have really gotten better. My relationship with my wife is better than it's been since we got married (18 months ago) and she feels the same. Mentally, I'm in a much better place than I was three weeks ago when I finally gave up dabbing like a fiend. I'm feeling better about searching for a job, despite not getting a reply back for the last one I wanted. I feel like my writing is beginning to hit an upturn again after a serious streak of non-productivity. And despite still needing to take care of a few things this month, I feel like I have enough energy to handle all of them. Life is good.
RAVE: Off to pick up a bunch of "core life" stuff that I put in storage almost 3 years ago. It included things like books, wedding pics, major tools, etc. Finally, I'm stable enough in where I'll be living and working that I feel like it's worth the effort to go grab it all. Looking forward to having a late Christmas, as I'm sure I've forgotten half of what I have in there. RANT: Get to enjoy GreyHound/U-Haul hell for the next couple of days. The moving/storage company wanted almost $2500 to move shit 4 hours away, so I said "fuck that", and went with the $500 option of doing it myself. Won't be too bad, as I have a bunch of vacation days I have to use up this month anyway, but still...
RAVE: Getting your car windows freshly tinted. RANT: Choking on your own fart because you can't roll your windows down.
Rave Throughout the hockey year I've been skeptical of my involvement in house hockey. I was wondering if I could help these kids, if it was worth my time etc. I'm used to working with kids who have a much higher skill level. In the past week I've had three parents come up to me and say how much their kid has appreciated working with me. I know this isn't bullshit, I can see it in their kids. I don't coach because I'm hoping to shape America's youth or am hoping to help a kid make it to the show. I'm coaching because I'm a dam good goalie and I enjoy being on the ice, apparently I also enjoy teaching a bit as well. Knowing the kids I've been working with have enjoyed the coaching I've provided and have become better is a win in every way. At the end of the day I'm not worried about wins and losses, I'm worried about if the kids have enjoyed themselves and enjoy playing goalie
Rave: And at 37 years old I set a personal best at my 5K today and already met my run one under 25 minutes new years resolution. I think I will have to set a new goal for my race in May and shoot for under 24 minutes.
Rave: Home. Fuck I hate having to go work in Tindall at any time let alone when it's fucking hot. Rant: Did fuck all work all week and plenty of drinking. Why is that a rant? Because one of the members of our crew is a nasty abusive drunk and attention seeking crackwhore much of the time. Gets a few drinks in and she starts screaming matches and anything you say just makes it worse. Almost got arrested for calling the cops names on the last night before we left.
Rave: The guy didn't have a heart attack and die for whom I called 911. Rant: My new truck with 7000 miles on it is totaled and I'm a little banged up. Rave: It looks like we both live with only minor injuries despite me hitting him in his Subaru when he pulled out in front of me without looking while I was doing 50 mph. Cars can be replaced.
Rant: Hopefully this gives some of you a laugh. Met a guy online, but had not met him in person. Cute enough, seemed good on paper. We had been chatting for a little less than a week. General getting-to-know-you stuff. Our conversations had me feeling like he was being overly agreeable, though, and a pushover. Basically doing the, "I WILL DO ANYTHING IF YOU PLEASE JUST LIKE ME!" but covering it up as best he could. It tripped my red flags, but maybe I'm overly picky (I thought). An actual exchange from Sunday: [Backstory: I love NASCAR, and he knew I was watching the Daytona 500] Him: How's the race? DCC: Not bad. Not crazy about Joey Logano winning, but it was a good race. Him: Oh? DCC: Yeah, they finished under caution, but I think they were really nervous because there was a bad accident yesterday that really hurt someone. [Technical talk about racing] Him: My cousin in Minot, ND has a small track that they race modifieds on. I haven't been there in years. So...do you want to talk about sex now? Lol. Just throwing it out there. Either way is good. DCC: That's kind of random. Him: Yep. Just did it to see what you would say. DCC: Yeah, no. Out of curiosity, were you expecting an enthusiastic yes? Him: No, not really. What the fuck is WRONG with people? I felt like shaking him and saying, "This is why online dating gets a rep for being creepy."
Rant: Never loaning a gun to my brother again. Rave: Taxes are done and, while minimal, my business turned a profit this year. Rant: My landlord's slow reaction time is getting old. Rave: Looking at my calendar and realizing that winter will, in fact, end at some point. Plus it's sunny and warm out at the moment, like almost above freezing.
RAVE: What a gorgeous fucking day... the sun is shining, the trees are starting to bud, and there's a general aroma of Spring in the air. Perfect time to have taken a week off of work. Picked up a bunch of stuff this weekend that's been sitting in storage for almost 3 years, and spent the day tuning up the "engine" toys; generator, gas powered pressure washer, lawn mower, weed eater, chainsaw, etc. Fresh oil and gas all around and everything started up within 2 pulls... made me smile. I'm now enjoying a beer, smoking a cigar, and smell like a 2-stroke engine. Life is good.
BIG RANT: I'm now a 20 yr. old trapped inside of a 50yr. old body. Gak. RAVE: A cute boy is cooking me dinner tonight and laying me the like the right, proper whore that I am. I can't think of a much better way to spend my birthday.
Rant: Woke up at 3:30 this morning to the sound of my infant son struggling to breath. Rave: A rush to the ER later and some steroids later, he is finally doing much better (turns out it was a severe case of croup, which turns out was almost always fatal before the invention of vaccinations.) Regardless, that is one of the worst sounds any parent can hear. Rave: Seriously, to the parents out there, I strongly recommend you get CPR/1st aid certified. It's invaluable, and even if you hopefully never have to use it, it's still background training that helps you stay calm in stressful medical scenarios.
RANT: Mini-Mi waking me up at 4:18 to tell me a flower I had put in her room was "ruined". Know what else was ruined? Sleeping in on a snow day.
Rave: Things have been going very well with the new girl I'm seeing. Rant: Woke up in her apartment this morning and took the loudest, runniest, nastiest shit in recorded history. Whoever invents a toilet that doesn't turn your asshole into a megaphone will win a Nobel prize. I hope she was sleeping soundly, because it probably sounded like there was major demolition going on in the bathroom.
Rant: Hyper-extended my left knee yesterday so that's pretty much it for any sport I'm meant to be playing over the next weekend. Rave: Had a date last night that didn't actually go horribly.