mmm....alright eljay.

The bed bug issue has been solved - - we've got them at the hotel.
Specifically, (and exclusively) room 202 and the laundry room corner.
It's going to be taken care of while I'm out for my surgery...if I come back and those motherfuckers are still around, peace out kids. This hotel job is gone. I value my skin.

Speaking of the surgery, that's on Friday and sweet Jesus I'm nervous...last time it did NOT go well.
This time, however, Megan is going with me, so if nothing else I'll have someone to help me wobble to the car other than my mother on crutches.

I've been sitting here brainstorming uses for empty pringles cans.
I've been sitting here for about 2 hours and came up with about 3 decent ideas.
I called Meredith, got her advice, and she came up with about 15 perfectly useful suggestions in about 2 minutes.
Evidently my creativity is off tonight.

I don't have much else to report...other than SARAH FLATT I STILL MISS YOU LIKE CRAZY and I've been working a whole lot.

I'm nervous about this surgery, yes, but it *is* going to be a nice little vacay after recovery time is up.
10 days off work, bitches. Hoorah!

So yeah, if anyone is in The Roc th 14th-24th, I'll be there, with a Mexican, and we like hangouts.

new theme song.

I don't know how in all my years of listening to Billy Joel I missed this song...or overlooked it, maybe?
My friend sent me a CD with just "Vienna" on it, and a note that said:

"Billy Joel understands you. Enjoy your new theme song...see you in Europe."

...bottom line here, I heard it for the "first time" tonight and cried for probably close to 20 minutes.

-Billy joel

Slow down you crazy child
You're so ambitious for a juvenile
But then if you're so smart tell me why
Are you still so afraid?
Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?
You better cool it off before you burn it out
You got so much to do and only
So many hours in a day

But you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want
Or you can just get old
You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through
When will you realize...Vienna waits for you

Slow down you're doing fine
You can't be everything you want to be
Before your time
Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight (tonight)
Too bad but it's the life you lead
You're so ahead of yourself
That you forgot what you need
Though you can see when you're wrong
You know you can't always see when you're right (you're right)

You got your passion you got your pride
But don't you know that only fools are satisfied?
Dream on but don't imagine they'll all come true
When will you realize
Vienna waits for you

Slow down you crazy child
Take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while
It's alright you can afford to lose a day or two
When will you realize...
Vienna waits for you.

And you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want
Or you can just get old
You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through

Why don't you realize...Vienna waits for you
When will you realize...Vienna waits for you

It's been one of "those months"...loyalty and determination don't get a girl anywhere these days. Now it's all about who you sleep with, what you're wearing, and who you're friends with.

I'm not about my life being made because of the people I know...I want my life to be great because it's supposed to be.
  • Current Music
    Billy Joel "Vienna"

Well, posting it makes it real...I guess.

Not that anyone reads this, or really will care a whole lot if they do, but, I'm quitting smoking, and trying to cut back on the Diet Coke.

I found out earlier this week that I have a bleeding ulcer caused [mostly] from stress, but smoking and acidic foods/beverages really have helped it along...
I still have my weird aversion to citrus, and can't stand tomatoes, so I know an abundance of acidic fruits and veggies haven't been the issue...and well, I've wanted to quit smoking for a while, just haven't had the determination to do it, and I've kept coming up with excuses.

I tell you, if you cough up enough blood, that's motivation enough to MAKE you determined.

As for cutting back on the stress...I need to work all the jobs that I am, but I'm going to cut some hours at Disney if I can.
I picked Disney because it's an hour away from home, and I'm starting to see the driving time as basically wasted sleeping time.

I won't lie, the Diet Coke isn't going completely away just yet, because if I were to cut out cigarettes AND Diet Coke at the same time, I honestly think I might die.
But, Jennie did help me become slightly addicted to Gatorade (the doctor said to drink it...something about electrolytes and sodium in blood loss? I don't know, make Jennie explain it.)...and I'm actually starting to like the taste of water (provided it's consumed when RIDICULOUSLY cold) so hopefully I'll be able to turn the Diet Coke in to a "once and a while" thing.

We'll see...wish me luck!

why do i get the crazy people!? this is NOT a low-class hotel!!

i thought we were going to get by with a nice quiet shift for once, but that's simply not the case...I just had to have a guy literally escorted out of the lobby because he was LOOKING AT PORN ON THE GUEST COMPUTER.

i was just standing, typing away at my reports, and i started hearing, um, moans coming off the computer, and so i looked over and THERE WERE NAKED PEOPLE doing things NAKED TOGETHER in their NAKEDNESS on the computer screen.

so i went in the laundry room, called another hotel from my cell phone, asked their worker what the heck i was supposed to do - she sent over our shuttle guy to act as my body guard, and then she told me that i could call the police, because apparently that counts as "incident exposure" and it's illegal to access adult sites from public computers (which the sign above the monitor says in large 18pt. bold font...and sir, if you can Google naked women, you can read the sign!)

the guy just kept looking at the screen, evern after Miguel came in through the door right next to him! siiiiick.

that was frickin' uncomfortable, and i am not checking out that guy's family!!
"I'm sorry ma'am, your husbad left you alone in bed at 2, and was down here watching porn for 2 is the number to the Kent County Police Department, you can call them to locate your bastard of a husband."


i, personally, had been fortunate enough to never have seen porn until tonight - i guess i knew that people watched it, but i've never actually considered the possiblity i'd be IN THE ROOM while it was going on.


i re-read my job discription.
this is not in it.

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I'm so tired...and I can't sleep until at the earliest - Friday.

I have to leave here [the hotel] right at 7:30, go let out le pups, and then head to Disney. The only reason I'm not pissed off about being scheduled back-to-back with jobs, is that I get to work with Kimba.

That girl is my sanity.

None of you are going to care about this next section, so just skip it if you want.

Work at the hotel tonight has been computers ALL crashed at least once, and then I had a hell of a time authorizing credit cards MANUALLY.
It's extremely difficult to enter in the entire credit card number when the computer only retains the last 4 digits on the I had to go back through guest files, find the numbers, write them down, enter them, shred the papers I'd written them it all over again because it didn't work the first time....lather, rinse repeat.
Then I was retarded, and ran an entire credit card batch and audit without bothering to back up the system.
So I had to call my friend Steven at tech support, listen to him make fun of me for being a dumb girl, and have him try and reverse it.

I like Steven at tech support.
He always answers when I call him.
He taps into my system...fixes all which I've f'ed up...he's a great guy.
He understands me when I say "The cord without the hook is in the little black box and the screen is doing that blinky thing where it doesn't work right until it gets a fax sent through."
I don't even know what I mean.
Sigh. Steven at tech support, I think I'm falling in love with you.
I can tell our relationship is going places.

The owner of the hotel called tonight, and the phone had been ringing like crazy, so instead of saying "Country Inn, this is Krissie how can I direct your call?" I answered with: "Country Inn".
He kept saying "Who is this? Who is this?"
(his English isn't super...)
and I kept repeating "Country Inn"....because I thought it was just some idiot with the wrong number....
and then he said "This is Matt - every time you answer you must say your name!"
I apologized...he seemed fine with it, but good lord I felt HORRIBLE.
Because you KNOW I got progressively bitchy-er every time I said "Country Inn..."

This experience was ALMOST as cool as when I answered the phone two nights ago by saying "Thank you for calling the Lansing Mall Disney Store this is Krissie---aw hell I'm sorry! Country Inn!"
...I am the worst employee EVER.
Or perhaps, just over tired.

[end hotel rant]

Tomorrow's forcast:
partly cloudy with an 87% CHANCE OF SARAH FLATT.
I hope we end up getting together.
I cancelled my hair appointment for her.

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For those who don't know, the forever blonde hair is now red.
Don't ask why - it's a long, long story. Just accept it.
Now that we've gotten that out of the way:

If it's possible, things are looking up and down and sideways all at the same time.

I got a new job - working 3rd shift at a super nice hotel near our house.
It's not difficult, and I'm getting paid to basically sit and read or play online until 7 in the morning.
It's full time, which is great cash-wise, but I'm super tired. I'm still working 20 hours at Disney every week, and then doing all of Beth's stuff on top of it.

Beth's lia sophia stuff isn't incredibly demanding, it's just important that I get it all done by deadlines.
She doesn't pressure me, and honestly none of it is life or death, I just like to be done right and perfect.
Disney stresses me out only because I have to flipping drive an hour each way.

It's been decided. This growing up stuff is complete crap.
I'm working 3 jobs, finding out if I got one beginning in August on Friday, all to fix finances and be alright when I move out of here...what is that?

Beth doesn't want me working so much, and I understand why, but I also need to make it clear that it's kindof necessary...Lord knows I'd live here forever if I could, but it's just not practical.
Eventually there will be rent again...and soon, a car payment.
That's right, we're saying goodbye to the GUE in the fall.
There will be details posted about the memorial service to be held in his honor, approximately early September.

It's been a great car...gotten me across our country and Canada (a few times), but it's just racking up the miles and hating it...eating up gas like it's going out of's time for my Bug. And while I'm saddened at the loss of our big green friend, I'm excited for the little cute one that will replace him.

More little and cute things:
4 kittens and a mommy cat live in our yard now.
Paris, Nicole, Smokey, Mama and Nibbler (Nibs).
They're precious. I feed them. I love them. It's beautiful.

So yes. There are many animals around this house...7 cats...2 puppies...BJ...

So many things are changing.
I went from one almost full time job, and a part time one, to two part time jobs and a full time job with another part time job on it's way in August.

Is it so bad to not be alright with living paycheck to paycheck?
It's not that I want the ability to buy things on a whim. I honestly want to bank everything that I can.

I just...I had a plan.
And my plan totally hasn't been working out.

Damn it I need something to work out.

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It seems like everyone in my graduating class and/or entry freshman class is graduating, and I'm not going to lie, it's incredibly frustrating.
My pride for my friends is there.
But I feel like it's burried under layers of hidden resentment.

I've done my 4 years too.
Theoretically I should be putting on a similar cap and gown and walking across a stage infront of other people's parents and hugging the president of a college I didn't really like.
But that's jus tit.
I didn't like it.
And I didn't like the school before that either.
I'm starting to wonder if I'm ever going to like any school.
School isn't the problem. Academically I'm pretty okay. It's the environments.
It's how no matter what I do I'm a perpetual screw up.

Lately I've been contemplative, and I've been bitter.

What if I hadn't studied in LA for that summer.
What if I hadn't left SVSU.
What if what if what fucking if.

I'm in a good spot right now. Or so I've been thinking. I should be thrilled. But I am not thrilled.
I'm doing things all out of order and some days it feels like I'm doing them all wrong.