Rant VIII: The Reckoning

Update on my rightstuf order for Bones: As of today only one thing is backordered. It looks like its from the same manufacturer they were waiting on though, so I'm hoping everything ships soon!
 
I can't watch those Alaska state trooper shows, they're depressing. It's nothing but arresting inuits for the super harsh crime of possessing alcohol.
 
Sort of like arresting black folks for the super heinous crime of possessing marijuana?

The episodes that I've seen haven't shown me that at all.

And the Alaska thing was something my wife and I have talked about, before AST was a thing.

As for being a Mountie, that would be awesome, but my wife's nixed Canada as a place to live for us...... for now. Plus there's a three year waiting period for citizenship, and I fear that my savings aren't QUITE up to the task of living that long without definite income. :)
 
Well, it's that time of year again where I register for my classes. Eep! Lets look at my horrid schedule for the first 3 Mondays and Wednesdays, which are the worst of the bunch until my contract with the newspaper is up and I am down to one job instead of 2.

Monday morning 1:30 a.m. to 4:30 a.m. deliver papers
Go home and sleep 4:30 a.m. to 8:30 a.m.
Get up and go to class 8:30 a.m. to 12:00 p.m.
Go back home and sleep 12:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m.
Get up and go to new job 5:00 p.m. to 10:00 p.m.
Go home and spend time with wife/do homework/who knows 10:00 p.m. to 1:30 a.m.
Go back to paper route (now on Tuesday)

Rinse and repeat for Wednesday, but give me less sleep in the morning due 3x as many papers. Oh, and the truck is always late on Wednesdays.
 
So, I'm not volunteering at the yoga studio anymore. I only had to work 3 hours a week to get all the classes I wanted. But I guess my shift was already promised to someone else before Christmas.

Which begs the question: can ANYTHING go fucking right in my life these days? No job, barely a social life, nowhere to go, no money, no prospects. Fucking hell, why do I even bother anymore?
 
So, I'm not volunteering at the yoga studio anymore. I only had to work 3 hours a week to get all the classes I wanted. But I guess my shift was already promised to someone else before Christmas.

Which begs the question: can ANYTHING go fucking right in my life these days? No job, barely a social life, nowhere to go, no money, no prospects. Fucking hell, why do I even bother anymore?
Because only you can be as awesome as you are.

Bring it in, Nick. You're getting hugged right now.
 
So, I'm not volunteering at the yoga studio anymore. I only had to work 3 hours a week to get all the classes I wanted. But I guess my shift was already promised to someone else before Christmas.

Which begs the question: can ANYTHING go fucking right in my life these days? No job, barely a social life, nowhere to go, no money, no prospects. Fucking hell, why do I even bother anymore?

Come to Alberta and I'll pour you some rum beverages.
 
Come on down my way, young man. We'll head to World of Beer, sample all 600 flavors, then mock the people lining up to eat Paula Deen's trash.
 
I am about to hand all of the accounts over to my husband and let him be in charge of figuring out the budget since he won't bother to get answers as to why the Navy keeps taking $500 out of his pay. This has been since November! That's 2 weeks worth of groceries and household necessities every month! I'm tired of trying to get it to all work out and it just doesn't.
 
Mom goes in for knee replacement surgery on the 19th. Three-day hospital stay.

Shots and painkillers haven't helped, so it's time. Shoulders will likely be next.
 
I'm having an anxiety attack.

Please help.

Husband won't be back until noon. All I have is the kid. I feel like I can't breathe.

Oh God. Why.
 
Stop.

Close your eyes (after reading this)

Breathe deeply. (Let it out.)

Say to yourself, slowly, "I am okay. I am really okay. I can do this. I am okay."

Breathe deeply again. (Let it out.)

Repeat previous two as necessary.
 
Oh boy! The plumbing in my bathroom is backed up. I can't flush the toilet without fear of it overflowing and my tub is very slowly filling up with piss.

The landlord isn't answering and the main office hasn't gotten back to me.

So yeah. :mad:

EDIT: And the plumber's here, now. Hopefully soon, I can poop again!
 
Oh boy! The plumbing in my bathroom is backed up. I can't flush the toilet without fear of it overflowing and my tub is very slowly filling up with piss.

The landlord isn't answering and the main office hasn't gotten back to me.

So yeah. :mad:

EDIT: And the plumber's here, now. Hopefully soon, I can poop again!
Might want to cut down a little on the fiber in the diet TNG. ;)
 
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