Posted on 2007.03.27 at 04:21
just say this here cause no one but Lizzy really checks LJ anymore.
So... Cedar Point. I was thinking they'd be open less time on a Sunday, but turns out it's the same as the rest of that first week: 10-7. So my question is: do we need to go for two days or is one good? Cause it's $42 for a ticket (online anyway) PLUS whatever time I'd be losing at work. And I think Sue might lose her damn mind if we're both gone more than one day. I was thinking maybe leave Saturday when you get off work and stay the night, do Cedar Point all day Sunday and then - if needed - stay another night and come home. I want to see if we can get the $25 rate at some Choice Hotel in the area. Dunno if we'll be able to with the park open.
Just wanted to know. Cause if I have to miss two shifts Sue will have an embelism and I don't want to make you miss work, cause missing work is missing money.
Lemme know. We can talk about it at work or whatever.
Posted on 2007.02.23 at 02:56
I always get thirsty when I'm at work. I have no idea why. Am I always this thirsty, but just have a drink on hand at all times at home? Or does this building suck the very lifeforce out of my throat? Or could it just be that I don't drink enough in general and it catches up to me at work. But I swear, I drink almost half a gallon of water here every night.
So tired. I already set up the meeting room and all that fun stuff. It wasn't horrible, but I'm just so tired. I woke up before Shaun did today and didn't get my usual nap. But, yay! Tomorrow is friday! I can sleep ALL f*ing day and then we go to Olive Garden and off to the movies, to probably see Number 23, even though Tracy and I are all about watching POP! again, Shaun insists he wants to see Number 23 more. Which is dumb, cause it's JUST coming out and none of us have seen Ghost Rider yet and he hasn't seen music and lyrics - and both of those will be gone sooner than 23. Oh well, there's no winning with some folks.
I don't know why I feel compelled to tak to old friends as if they still give a shit about me anymore. Why can't I be one of those people who's just happy with their current circle of friends? Especially when I should be getting the most out of these friendships while I can since they will [not too] eventually dissolve as well. I swear, I can't keep a close friend for more than like 4-5 years. I think it's hard to let go of friendships, even after they turn sour sometimes, because all I remember is the good times I had with people, and I convince myself that I could have more of them, even when people want nothing to do with me. I guess I have a double-sided insecurity: sometimes when people like me, I'm afraid they're just being nice and I get bitchy and attack them, thus manifesting destiny... and other times, I convince myself that I'm just being paranoid and they really do like me when all they want is for me to never talk to them again.
I wish more people were just fucking honest. Why is that so much to ask?
Posted on 2007.02.14 at 01:37
I hate jason. More than I thought possible. Every time I say to myself "I could not hate him any more" I am proved wrong the next day. This is the fourth time in a row that he was supposed to set up the meeting room on a night that I relieve him and didn't. He just leaves it for me (or Lizzy if it's her night). I hate him SO MUCH! I called Sue and bitched to her. She said she'd scream at him tomorrow. And she said "I won't be nice about it." That ought to be good. Cause she can get real bitchy when she wants to. I just hate him.... not even Brie was this useless and that's saying a lot. He is a worthless piece of dogshit. Not even dogshit. Like ratshit. Or mold ON the ratshit. Hate him. Have I made that clear?
It's like he tells me shit as if I'm his ally and then he fucks me over. And he wonders why I tell Sue? RETARD! You don't screw someone over and make them do your work and expect them to be just fine and dandy with you!
In other, better, news, I started watching something on MTV. Yeah, I know... it's Bam's Unholy Union. And it's funny. Trying to plan a wedding for Bam Margera and his fiancee. (I feel like I'm old and just discovered what the internet is and am now trying to explain it to an IT manager.) Whatever. It's funny for me and Bam is hot (gay magician outfits and all).
That is all for me now. I've just updated my myspace way too much lately and felt that I should spread the hatred around.
Posted on 2007.01.12 at 13:10
Diane Keaton can talk. A lot.
And sometimes it's amusing, but when I'm tired apparently it just annoys me.
She could be in a remake of Bringing Up Baby and annoy me just as much as Katherine Hepburn did in the original. But there is no Cary Grant on the face of this earth.
Posted on 2007.01.02 at 03:10
In 2007, maleficent26
Get back in contact with some old lunchboxes.
Backup my hamlet regularly.
Volunteer to spend time with flaming lips.
Cut down to ten books a day.
Start a kubrick fund.
Take evening classes in thursday.
Yay, lunchboxes and Kubrick.
Posted on 2006.12.29 at 02:56
Current Location: black whole of energy
Current Mood: aggravated
Current Music: freaking song from Over The Hedge
Yeah, I called Sue and just bitched about him for probably 35 minutes. He really is becoming more useless by the day and I didn't think it was possible. But it was. Pretty soon he's gonna just start refusing to check people in. He'll just call in and have someone punch him in and sit in his car for his whole shift. That's about all the lazier he can get.
But I also pointed out how Lizzy is the one picking up most of the slack. BTW, Lizzy - Sue said you should put take some money out of the drawer and just put it aside somewhere (where you tell HER it is later) and tell him the drawer was short when you counted it. If he doesn't stay to see you count it - it's on his head and HE has to reimburse the drawer. Yay! Evil plans running rampant. I'll try to think of more...
But for now. Maybe some Little Mermaid or possibly Into the Woods.
Posted on 2006.12.26 at 05:31
I'm subscribed to blogs of everyone on m friends list in Myspace, but I don't read half of them anymore. I should unsubscribe but I won't. I always open them to see if it's interesting. And people I actually see or care about I'll read, but not just blogs about bands' new albums or 500000 surveys a day. So I find myself still bored. There's only so often I can refigure our finances and make sure we're okay before I fall asleep.
Sucks. I started watching Superman Returns at work, but stopped at 3:30 cause I hadn't run the audit or anything. I had checked the pool and whatnot when I got here, but since I haven't done anything in over a week, I didn't know where I stood. I could have watched another 45 minutes of it. As it was, I only watched about 3/5 of the movie. Damn. I haven't yet watched it all. Yes, I know I got it less than 24 hours ago, but it was the present I was most looking forward to and this morning when i get off I've got plans until I will be going to sleep. So no Superman for me today. :( How lame is that?
I'm so fucking tired. So tired... Just want to sleep for a week. No interruptions, no work, no one calling me. It won't happen. Maybe I'll actually take a vacation this year. That would be nice. Mom is going to Florida sometime in January for a week. Lucky B. Maybe we'll go see Becky again this year. Shaun seemed to like New hampshire. Maybe I'll try to be less pissy this time and maybe he'll be less sick. But one thing I do know. Fucking Cedar Point IS HAPPENING! Or the world will feel my wrath.
Posted on 2006.11.07 at 02:50
Current Location: the capitol of bored
Current Mood: annoyed
Maybe that's just what it feels like since I've posted on here. I never get on here anymore. I'll read like two weeks of shit I haven't read in one go and then forget about it for another while. Oh well. Think Jess and Lizzy are the only ones I know who use this anymore.
I am bored at work - what else is new? - and I am annoyed at the lack of anything I get from myspace. I'll put like 100 comments on people's pages and comment on everything and post shits everywhere and hear nothing back. Sick of it. I just read tons of Lizzy's blogs on here from the past couple weeks. Did you know that you ae a funy girl, Mrs. Harringer? You are.
I brought a book, but don't want to read it. I have DVD's but don't want to watch them. I need to come up with a plan, but have no ideas. And of course I got everything done super early tonight so I would hve time to putz around. Fuck. 3 more hours before breakfast and nothing to entertain me anymore. Maybe I will ry to come up with a Christmas list. Except I think the only person I'm getting anything from is Shohn. My oldest brother who drew my name in the family drawing. Well, not true - don't know what the Patrick's are doing Christmas shopping wise. Last year was nuts! Just nuts! I got covered in presets, literally. It was awesome. But they just buy little things throughout the year, it isn't like give em a list and they check it off. Tracy has to postpone Christmas, if not cancel it and I was thinking that the idea some of us had last year may need to be applied this year. That whole "friends Christmas in January". I know Opie was in on the idea, but then had that car accident and that was no longer a viable option. Maybe this year, though. So tired of living month to month. Shaun and I were talking about that yesterday. OUr budget. And then he tried to call Verizon and cancel our home phone, but keep our DSL. They're fuckers and they don't want you to cancel anything, so they tell you they'll have to cancel everything and then add back just the DSL and it'll be out for two weeks. They just know that my Shaun can't live without the inter-web for two weeks and he'll just leave it alone. But they did cut $8 off our DSL bill for no reason. Something's better than nothing I guess. BUt the home phone nixing would have saved us about $300 a year. This won't even save $100. Again... whatever.
Posted on 2006.10.09 at 02:42
"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?" - Ernest Gaines
This culture is fucked up. We need an overhaul, ASAP.
We would like to know who really believes in gay rights on LiveJournal. There is no bribe of a miracle or anything like that. If you truly believe in gay rights, then repost this and title the post as "Gay Rights". If you don't believe in gay rights, then just ignore this. Thanks.
Posted on 2006.07.20 at 06:27
Current Location: back-ache city
Current Mood: aggravated
Current Music: waffle machine
So I have two different things to tell you children. Shorter first.
1 - There is a very creepy guy who stays at the hotel every Monday night through Thursday morning. He looks like a serial killer/ rapist. Every time he looks at me, I want to hide in a hole. And his name, honest to god, is Michael Meyer. How great is that?
2 - At about 4 am a guy calls to say that the alarm in the room next to his has been going off for an hour. I didn't even have to look to know there was someone in that room as we were TOTALLY booked last night. So I call the room. And I call the room.... And then I call the manager, because I knew that she knows the woman. She says that she is with this company whose employees always work random-ass hours. So I go to the room and knock and say "Front Desk" real loud so she was warned in case she is in there. No noise. So I use the housekeeping key and unlock it. Except the damn night latch is on (you know - that flippy bar thing). So I figure she has to be there. So I call her again. Still no answer. I figure she's either dead or not there and somehow flipped the nightlatch after she left. So I try to push the night latch off. Not happening. I call Shaun for ideas. He suggests I flip the power to the room. It doesn't turn off the alarm. WTF? So he comes over to jimmy open the door. He gets it open and the room is dark. He shouts "front desk". Nothing. So he turns on the light and I go to shut off the alarm. I shut it off and say something like "I'm going to kill that damn woman" and then I hear noise behind me. She was in her bed. Under a pile of clothes so i couldn't see her. She gasps. I turn and explain the whole situation, that her alarms been going off for an hour, that i tried to call and even turned on her message light, that I called the manager and she told me to come in. She says, "I didn't hear a word you just said honey, I'm deaf. Let me get my hearing aid." Right away I'm like "FUCK!", but I didn't say that, just thought it. She puts her hearing aid in and I explain the whole situation again and get the hell out of her room.
Hopefully that will be the last time that happens. Whatever you do: be glad you don't work in a hotel. (For example - I didn't even tell you about the drunk shirtless cowboy.) Except Lizzy, who does work in a hotel. THIS hotel. Just ask her about the time someone tried to crawl out a second story window.