Rene F. Rangel

311 posts

Ambidexterous

Ever since I was a kid my handwriting hasn't improved. It's extremely sloppy and childish looking. So much so that some people have asked me if I'm Dyslexic. I tell them no, that I just write like that. It's the truth after all. I spell and use punctuation… Continue reading

Pleasant Weekend

After some stuff that went down at the end of this past week, that thankfully ended up in the positive for me, I was happy to have a pleasant weekend. Friday I stayed in until I took Vanessa out to eat, and she brought along her niece since she was… Continue reading

The Perfect Day

I've had quite a few days that I'd lend the term "perfect" to. They don't happen often, but then again, nothing perfect does. Saturday was one of those days. First Vanessa and I saw Inglourious Basterds. She doesn't like Brad Pitt, and she didn't have any… Continue reading

The Gamble/It's Official

Today I signed my paperwork to make it completely official that I was employed at my new job. It was a gamble though. Literally. The company that I did my internship for has a clause that if I don't become certified within one year, I have to pay them an… Continue reading

Re-Employment: The Sequel!

Earlier today I had my interview with the school that is near where I live. This was truly the make or break job for me. School starts next week, and I was fast running out of time before I was going to have to seek other employment that would be of a much… Continue reading

Big Lots Treasures

A member on the message board (Hans Gruber's Eye Condition!) suggested that I do a blog the next time I went to a Big Lots. The last few times I've gone, I haven't really found anything, but earlier this evening I certainly found something great when Vanessa… Continue reading

iPod Time! Update #2

So after spending the past few months with my new iPod classic, I can safely say that it is the best MP3 player EVER. I liked how my Sansa had a radio built in (I need to get something extra for my iPod which I will anyway), but I hated how I had to… Continue reading