Rant: A project manager here who was in charge of several big accounts I'm tied to just quit yesterday without any warning and left us to scramble. Fuck you, Matt, you asshole. Rave: My overall level of giving a shit is low because exactly one week from now I'll be in a canoe in the wilderness with my phone shut off and left in the truck, and nothing to worry about but catching fish and keeping my buzz going. Hell yeah! Rave/rant: Getting the keys for the house tomorrow. The management company hasn't done a few little things they've promised (yet), but we're still excited.
Rant: Dear Navyfed/Visa, have you figured it out yet? You've shut down our cards more than half a dozen times over the past 2 years and NONE of these times were fraudulent. The single fraudulent charge ever on our account was caught by me, because I watch our accounts daily. If I go through the grocery store line one more time and have my card get declined, I might lose my shit.
Rave: Had a wicked night watching these guys. Rant: Almost missed the gig because the train got delayed 80 minutes.
Rave: Guess who's got 2 thumbs and just had 7 seeded corns removed? THIS GAL. I feel so much better already.
Rant: I just spent $500 on baseball cards. Rave: I can spend $500 on baseball cards. Rave: I added 17 high grade cards on my quest to build a 1957 Topps set. 4 of the cards are Hall of Famers (Including a Willie Mays) and 3 of those I got for less then half of fair market value. Rant: At some point I'm going to have to add a Mickey Mantle card to the set. In the condition I'm building this set (PSA 6-8) it's going to cost me at least $600. For one fucking piece of cardboard with a picture of a drunk.
Rant : Guess who tweaked her neck on her day off when the sun is actually shining and there's no flooding/crazy storms? I do this 2-3 times a year, and it's lame. There go any plans for anything fun and/or productive today.
Rave (I hope): Signed a deal to move half way across the country and have a job that I think I will really enjoy. Still with the same company, but I'll be outside sales instead of engineering. I have no idea if it will be a good fit but I know I was really bored where I was and I just want to try something different. 22% base pay increase also looks nice. Rant: The real challenge will be moving with a wife and kid and all these pets. I have until April of next year to get ready. I won't be ready.
RANT: Holy shit. I hate being a manager of people. For some reason, mass murder isn't a solution to group idiocy, and I find that both unfortunate and inefficient. RAVE: My only joy in receiving shitty emails from shitty staff that blame good staff for their own ineffectual craptitude is the sadistic rush I derive from cornering a fucking asshole in a lie.
Rave: I don't need surgery after all. Rant: My arm still looks like I tried to fight a bear. Spoiler: Warning: not for the squeamish if you can't handle trauma
Rant: This is such bullshit. You're a lazy asshole who does nothing for a few months and suddenly you're out of shape. Rave: Got back in the pool today and swam the most tiring single kilometer of my life, so hopefully I'm on the road to recovery. I'm 185 now, and I just read that your dick typically "grows" (shows more) by about half an inch for every 20 lbs you lose. Target weight of 65 pounds here I come!
Rant: My attention span is seriously short. I'm just a little gold-fish these days. It makes doing anything substantial incredibly difficult. I used to be able to focus in on something and stay at it for at least an hour. Now? Sheee-it. 10 minutes tops. I blame having to adapt to high school kids. Whatever the reason, this going back to grad school thing is much more difficult than it needs to be currently.
RAVE: New butcher shop just opened up near me a couple months ago. Stopped in there for the first time, and holy shit do they have great product. Just brought home a couple 2" T-Bones that will be enjoyed on the deck this weekend during the forecasted 100°F temps. I'm thinking that this weekend will entail a lot of eating and drinking in the shade with some friends that are coming in from the UK. Couple that with the fact that my annoying neighbour just took off camping with their kids for the weekend, and life is fucking glorious.
RANT/RAVE?: Today m boss told me I'm grossly underpaid and said he's working on getting me a raise however it more than likely will not be as much as it should be
Rant: Kid, this game where you spit out the pacifier just as I'm putting you down, start screaming as I scramble to find it in the dark and then awaken fully as I find it so I have to restart the process of putting you to sleep is 100% bullshit. One more time and I'm just grabbing the ball gag from mommy's toy box, got it?
Rave: 3hrs yard work done. 2 Kokanees consumed. Champions League final is on. Not a bad start to a Saturday.
Rave: Summer break Rant: Between football and prep for next year, "summer break" is only June, and by June I mean "June, besides the 4 hours a day, 3 days a week I'm doing football stuff." I work all of July and August, as I prep to teach an AP course, which is twice as much work for absolutley no extra pay. Gonna kick the ass of the next person to say "but teachers get all summer off!" The fuck I do. Maybe the shitty ones who don't care, but I'm burdened with this need to not be shitty at my job, therefore I work in the summer. Rant: wife knew I was off most of this month so she picked up a bunch of extra shifts. More money will be nice, but it would also be nice to see her once in a while. I swear she works 60 hours a week this month, and it is going to be brutal. Rave: My kids are easy to take care of. 3 year old daughter is self sufficient and likes to play on her own most of the time, and my 3 month old son is usually calm unless hungry or tired. Only downside: it's a pain in the ass to get out of the house with both of them, and daughter gets squirrelly if she is inside for more than 1 day, especially in the summer. Need to pack all our shit up and go for a walk or something later. Rant: Tried to play Infamous second son a bit and got motion sick in 15 minutes. I used to be able to play for hours, and I've beaten Second Son before, but now I cant play for a few minutes without wanting to vomit. Also got sick watching the jumpy cam first person bullshit opening of Metal Gear Solid: Ground Zeroes. Finally get a bit of time and I can't play without getting sick. Ugh.
Rant: Our daughter is getting her 2 year mollars in. She runs a fever when she is teething, sometimes she pukes. Well i put her down for a nap, she started crying after 10 minutes. I go and pick her up trying to calm her down, and she pukes all down the left side of my body starting in my hair.
Rant: I realize that nobody wants to be mowing a lawn when it's 86 degrees. It's 8:44 PM. I know that its "only" 83 now. I have to be awake at 3 for work. It's bad enough that I have to try falling asleep with the sun still being out from April to October. Nobody needs to hear your electro mower repeatedly shit itself when you're trying to cut down your dead knee length grass. P.S. Thanks for aggravating my allergies, dick.
Rant: My cleaning lady broke one of my window blinds. She came to me crying about it. I kicked her in the groin and beat her head in with a baseball bat. Just kidding, its an ugly window blind, so her bothering me about it was more of annoyance than anything. Though I do appreciate her honesty. Rant: God dammit Speedy Chen. I always enjoy your take-out, but after this weekends bout with food poisoning Ill take my business elsewhere. Edit: Rant: Wedding planning. The stress is taking its toll on both of us. Everyone says to enjoy it while were doing it, but combined with moving and a whole bunch of other stuff, we need a serious vacation from it all.