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2007-01-17 9:54 PM out of sorts well, been looking at the weather and it looks like we've got snow moving our way. i normally wouldn't care, but i was hoping on making a GC and WO run, and now...well, now it doesn't look so hot. snow tonight, which is fine, but more (possibly a lot) on sunday (which is when i would be returning.) i have run in to a little bit of resistance (very gentle resistance, with a hint of steel underneath i don't care for, hrmph)and i know in my heart of hearts it's safety first.
RANT WARNING -- AND IT AIN'T PRETTY. but jezuz wept, i've driven in snow my whole fucking life and i can probably out-drive almost everyone in this state. that's right, you heard me! i've driven in snow that would make a buffalo cry, i've walked in below zero temperatures in a thong for chrissakes (okay, that might be a bit of an exaggeration) and i've traveled eight hours in a blinding blizzard on a trip that normally would have taken an hour, with no defrosters (true story. it was nuts. it was abusive, is what it was, but nevermind that right now.) i used to drive on a skinny little road not ten feet from a lake, sixteen miles one way to work. i've seen some nasty assed weather. *sigh* /END RANT don't even say it. yeah, you in the back. don't even. **** i was out of sorts today, and i blame the people who moved my cheese. we had new carpet installed behind the front desk area. cheap carpet -- remnants from another hotel, so it doesn't match either the quality, pattern, or color of the existing carpet. tell you anything about the owners? and do you know how subliminally stressful that is? and what is it with guys? first there this housekeeper following me around all moony-like (oh, gimme a break! he has gold teef and is half my age, AS IF) and then the little carpet guy -- oh lordy, he was awful. short little monkey man with a gutter mouth. why do the short ones like me so much? is it because i'm short? i don't get it. i told Gem he says one more inappropriate thing to me or suggests one more inappropriate action with his equipment (there were some very interesing implements which i can imagine, in the hands of someone who knew what they were doing, could provide hours of enjoyable entertainment) and i was going to punch him out. seriously. i wasn't even close to kidding. monkey man must have felt the vibe. he was quiet for the rest of the installation. **** just. so. irritating. **** i requested a lot of time off next month. the week of my birthday; the knight has mentioned a couple of ideas since he has that week off also, but i'm not sure how all that's going to work out. he mentioned the M thing. i'm not sure i'm in the right headspace for that. and i'm fairly certain i can't vocalize it. issues, issues everywhere. **** and, four days around the GC's birthday (so many lovely people born in February!) and hopefully we can coordinate the visit of Little Bean. weather again could be a factor, so we'll have to see how that goes, as well. **** after that, it will be the onslaught of the busy season here. a lot can change between now and then, and i fully suspect it will. it's the only constant, change. that will mean lots of hours, lots of people, and lots of stress. i'm so not feeling down with that. **** another season of American Idol. although i have to say, it's increasingly hard for me to see well-intentioned and innocently self-deluded people get their dreams smashed to shit. seeing the really good singers? very cool. crushing the delusional? not so much. **** out of sorts. yep. Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on. Read/Post Comments (16) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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