FLIBBITY.

I am kind of in a mood tonight.

I don't know why, but I think it is because I have been thinking about all I have to do. I am taking 17 credits this semester, including a very long day on Thursdays. I have class from 9:30-10:45 and then 1:30-9:30!! Luckily the first few weeks will be short classes, but then we basically have to do dinner for the public in the restaurant that the school has. (Thursdays are the only days it is open.) Plus I found out that in order to keep the health insurance I just became eligible for that I will have to increase my hours. Ugh. Luckily it is only by a few hours, but with everything else going on it just seems like a lot. If I don't increase my hours, I will lose my insurance after the first quarter of the year. The good thing is, more hours means more money, and I usually can get quite a bit of homework done at work. The bad news is that we are getting into the dreaded hockey season aka Poster Children For Birth Control Season or I Can Feel My Reproductive Organs Sealing Themselves off Season. Should be fun. It wouldn't be so bad if these cheap bastards would schedule more than one employee when we have hockey teams!


One good thing is that I am off for the whole weekend when the first team of hockey brats descends upon us in a couple of weeks.....guess I will just have to plan to do something fun...and inexpensive! Maybe I will just watch bad television all weekend!

gotta get back to work.

Fibbity, Flibbity, whatevs.

THIS cracks me up....


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Do ya get it?

There is really not much new here...classes started again on Monday, and so far it has been pretty uneventful. One class I am taking focuses on finding a job, so that is good....but I have to get my resume done, and do this "Who I am" thing which shouldn't be too bad, but you have to tell what your strengths and weaknesses are. The professor said we should ask those who know us best for help.....so, maybe. Actually, that will be helpful too because interviewers always ask those types of questions. Should be interesting.

I am at work and I just checked these 4 guys in and one of them was a massive prick. You know the type, thinks he is hot shit. Um, no, being an ass does not make you cool. Not my fault you didn't make reservations in advance, I am doing the best I can. Fucker. I hope someday he realizes he isn't all that.

That was random.

Back to my class.....I guess I better start thinking about what the heck I want to do after graduation.....

So, i couldn't think of a title for this post. So I will just call it flibbity, because that is what I always say when I can't think of what I want to say.

Yeah.

So, I am glad the "I Didn't sleep for more than 2 hours at a time for over a week and I started to go fucking CRAZY" event of January 2007 didn't repeat itself this year.

But I did have a major fucking blowout rage attack on Tuesday. One which a close friend and my Mom got to hear the brunt of. i can not tell you the last time I was that pissed off. I felt like I was going to explode. Fucking lying bastard so far up the judges ass cop. I fucking hate you. If i even see a City Police car I get all fucking stabby. Stay away from me. Asshole.

Maybe I will tell you about it sometime, but I think I finally calmed down, and I don't need to stir that shit up again.

But no post would be complete without SOME bitching, so here are today's rants.

~People. It is called listening. WORK ON IT. I had this woman call today bitching at me because she was unable to leave a voicemail for someone. She said that it kept telling her to press zero. NO, fucknut. It very clearly says "Press 0 for front desk, or wait for the tone to leave a message. She insisted that it didn't do that. So, I put her on hold and called the room. just as I thought. Press 0 for front desk or wait for the tone. So, i told her that. She wanted me to take the message. So I did. And then I called the room and waited for the goddamn tone and left her message. This goes along with the people who call down and want to know how to delete voicemail messages. if you wait 2 seconds it tells you, but you were impatient, so now you have
to call back and do it again. Work on your listening skills.

Then this fucking guy got mad because his room is on the 1st floor and the ice machine is on the second. DUDE, there is an elevator, or stairs, the exercise might do you some good. I didn't decide the goddamn hotel. WTF does getting all pissy do for you? Do you think that I will go upstairs and move the damn thing downstairs to make you happy? If that is your biggest problem, you have it pretty goddamn good.

People are fucking annoying tonight.

I think that that is all I wanted to bitch about tonight. Classes start again on Monday, and I am kinda happy about that because this will finally be my last semester, but I feel like the winter break was way too short. i took this online class for 5 weeks and it totally sucked my will to live. We had 5 textbooks and it just frustrated me highly. Tons of reading, much of which made no sense to me. The class was Latin American Studies, which I have next to no interest in. It wouldn't have been so bad if we didn't have so much to read, and if we didn't have to constantly look for the "deeper meanings" in what we read. If I read a story about a kid being abused, it is a story about a kid being abused, i don't see it as one country against another. Sorry, my brain does not work that way. BUT it is all over and I passed.

I had something else I wanted to write about, but now I can't remember what it was. I guess I will go and do some actual work...for a few minutes anyway.

TALK TO ME people!

If you do...

THEN FOR THE LOVE OF DOG, STOP ASKING FOR A "QUIET ROOM".

I swear, that if anyone I am with ever asks for a quiet room I WILL BEAT THEIR ASS.

I am NOT KIDDING.

I don't care if you ask to be away from elevators, the pool, vending machines, etc. etc.

I get that.

Really.

I have no problem with that.

BUT, if you ask for a quiet room...you will see my rage problem.

Does anyone else understand why this question is so incredibly STUPID? It is a HOTEL. People go there to SLEEP. And yes, i know...other activities...heh heh heh.

In Jennelou's Big Ass Flibbity Hotel, the following rules will apply.

If you ask for a quiet room, you will be placed next to the marching band practice area where untalented musicians practice all night long.

If I ask you "HOW would you like to pay for your room?" and you say "YES", i will smack you upside the head with a nerf bat. Doesn't do much damage, gets my point across quite well.

If I answer the phone and say "Thank you for calling Jennelou's Big Ass Flibbity Hotel in East Egypt, how may I help you?" and you respond with "Is this Jennelou's Big Ass Flibbity Hotel? In East Egypt?", rates will automatically double. Unless you are the 16th fucktard of the day, then it may increase much more.

If you ask me why the rates are higher on "Annual Flibbity Day" when everyone wants to stay versus "Absolutely Nothing Going On Sunday", you will be forced to sit through an economics class taught by the professor I had who loves to talk endlessly about the Baby Boomers and Bird City, Kansas. You will not be allowed to leave until he teaches you about supply and demand, which may be never.

So, in closing, because I need to get back to work....don't be a dumbass!

Today is the first show of George Strait's new tour. He is in Austin, Texas. I am here. At work.

That sucks so hard. I love him. And I want to go to Texas, damnit.

Unfortunately he is not doing any shows near me. I am keeping my fingers crossed that they will add more dates. Did I mention I LOVE HIM? Because I so do.

Guess who JUST came on the radio? *Le sigh.* WHY YES, GEORGE. I do love you, I do want to be your friend. =]





In other news, i have been sticking to one of my new year's resolutions....and it kinda sucks. I have not been drinking soda AT ALL. Diet or otherwise, with the exception of ginger ale once or twice. I have been trying to drink more water,blah blah blah, but IT SUCKS. But hopefully it will help me to lose some chub. Plus I think that all that artificial sweetener shiz is BAD NEWS.
As for my other resolutions, I have been trying to eat better, and have been doing pretty well with that. I have also been trying not to procrastinate so much. Yeah, that one hasn't worked quite so well. Oh well.

This post kinda sucks, but at least it is something. I am going to try really hard to get back into it. I think it is good stress relief AND it is always amusing to go back and read old posts.

But now, I am going to work on not procrastinating and go work on some homework.

All this excitement is gonna kill me.