Sindierella

Back online, but not in LA. :'(
I miss it.
Well, I miss Myranda.
Hopefully I'll be moving back soon. If not in LA, then closer to it than I am now.

Here's hoping.

I will be moving within the next few weeks. Stay tuned for an updated address change via LJ, for those that care enough to snail mail me & for Erika, so she can come keep me company!!! =) If anyone knows of any job openings in the Ft. Worth/Dallas area, feel free to reply or e-mail them to me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

**we now return to your regularly scheduled programming**

my only recent stroke of genius.

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EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DAILY DIARY:

8:00 a.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9:30 a.m. Wow! A car ride! This is a blast!
9:40 a.m. A walk in the park! Ate some cr*p... Delicious!
10:30 a.m. Getting rubbed and petted! I'm in love!
12:00 p.m. Lunch! Yummy!
1:00 p.m. Playing in the yard! I just love it!
3:00 p.m. Staring adoringly at my masters...they're the best! I'll wag my
tail in joy!!
4:00 p.m. Hooray! The kids are home! I'm bouncing off the walls!
5:00 p.m. Milkbones! Great!
7:00 p.m. Get to play ball! This is too good to be true!
8:00 p.m. Wow! Watching TV with my master! Heavenly!
11:00 p.m. Sleeping at the bottom of my master's bed!
Life is soooooooo great!


EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DAILY DIARY:

Day 683 of My Captivity:
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They
dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or
some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations
perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my
strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.

In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomited on the floor. Today I
decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had
hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly
demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending
comments about what a ''good little hunter'' I am. The audacity!!

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed
in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could
hear the noise and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due
to my power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use
it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my
tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this
again tomorrow-- but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.
The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released--and he
seems more than willing to return! He is obviously retarded.

The bird has got to be an informant-- I observe him communicating with the
guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. The captors
have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is
safe-- for now. But! I can wait.

It is only a matter of time.

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as the cat has herself wedged between the door & the wall trying to attack a ladybug. meh.

weeeeeeeeeeeeell, upon inspection of my last post i realize that either:
a) i did it wrong
or
b) the link is broken/not valid anymore

SO. on that note, i feel like a jackass, because:
a) i know i did it right
and
b) i should've thought about that possibility & found a concrete way to link it

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it was a really cute flash, though.

isn't that the cutest duck you ever saw?!

yet another post from lack of sleep.

Happy Easter! *early post*

so fresh & so clean, clean! all right, so maybe not SO clean, as you can see some blood spots that came back up after A&D was applied, but i figure you all can give me your opinion now!

seeing as how this would be easiest, here's the basic of what i want. grant it, i don't want the reds, i want blues & purples, this'll give you all a general idea of what i'm going to pay someone to stab into me. =) on the side of my left leg, so hopefully it won't hurt too badly! =)



whaddya think?

I really hope that the next time someone feels the need to take something from me, they at least have the balls to either a) be a man about it and just ask for it or b) tell me that they took it.

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Shit like this really pisses me off!

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I'll be with my punkin' for a week, though, so hopefully I'll forget all about this over a bottle of vodka & some tattooing! =)

Well, kids, I got the internet here at the house. At the moment things are a little shoddy with the setup, seeing as how a "tech can't be out here until Tuesday".....but it'll work for now.

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Alyce is sleeping in my still-packed suitcase! Well, the still-packed suitcase that's in the bedroom...there's still one in the living room I need to tend to. I'd wake her 10lb fuzzy ass up and make her move off of my clothes if I didn't feel so bad about having taken her to the vet & making her get shots the other day. Everything was all right, just wanted to get her checked up.

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I guess I'm off to Texas; sitting here and seeing that white cord out of the corner of my eye is irritating me!

Happy Weekend!

I had had this big, long sob-story post all ready to go about half an hour ago. managed to get side tracked with something on the history channel and ended up forgetting what i was going to whine about. guess some things really aren't that necessary & important to complain about.

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probably going to head up to Springfield tomorrow and find something to do for the day. until then, however, i have some unfinished business with the box of Barnum's Animal Crackers on the nightstand.

ZaD, here's the rest of your late birthday present*:

Kitty Sake to go with Kitty Sushi!

*is it corny? yes. do i care? no.

http://www.guzer.com/videos/dancing_roommate.php

still laughing too hard right now to make a witty caption to follow!

early "happy valentine's day" to you all.

Holy shit.  It comes out today!  GODDAMMIT FOR BEING BROKE AS SHIT!

how cute is this?!  stop working & go look at teh rest of them!

it's wrong to just want this year over, isn't it?

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i should be doing work right now, and i will...but when i'm damned good and ready! boss isn't here today, so it shouldn't be so bad.

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my glasses broke this morning before i left for work, so i'm stuck wearing the only other pair that i have (the ones that make everything really clear, but the frames i just had to have are a tad too small, so when i shift my eyes in any direction other than straight ahead, everything becomes out of focus again.

the only good point of today: it's raining.


stolen from tzemesce's journal

Go to your calendar and find the first entry for each month of 2005.
Post the first line of it in your journal, and that's your year in review.

January: "Scattered fucking showers, my ass." -- Noah
February: Looking back at me I see that I never really got it right.
March: of the $739.00 i got back from W, i'm getting to keep roughly $187.00 of that. the rest has to go to bills to get caught up to move in a few weeks.
April: how r'tarded am i?
May: Don't worry, I'm just as confused as the rest of you.
June: christ. responsibility sucks ass.
July: i mean, it's not all that bad; like, i worked (am working) with myranda today, so at least i didn't have to worry about working with someone i didn't like.
August: Please help me 'cause I'm breaking down, this picture's frozen and I can't get out.
September: if anyone has any leads as to any places that are hiring, and you'd like to receive a Christmas gift this year from me, i NEED this information.
October: Well, wish me luck.
November: i'm employed!
December: it's wrong to just want this year over, isn't it?

so the summation is that i whine far too much...but i'm employed...??
uh-huh....

oh wait! i also lack the originality to post my own thoughts rather than song lyrics!! boy, do i rock.

slams head against desk.

long time no post.

i'm employed! woo! that means that the people who actually give a fuck about how i'm doing (i.e, still manage to call me/write me/post on my pathetic LJ)will be getting Christmas stuffs. [insert happy dance]

seeing as how i'm only about 4 hours in to the work day and i have a mountain of repetative paperwork to sort through, i'll close this.

i guess the only point to this post was to say that i'm still alive.

bitches. =)

Well, wish me luck.

I applied back to US Support Co. Needs teh monies bad. Want to move the HELL out of S'port!!!!!! =)

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However, IF you want to receive BETTER Christmas gifts & know of a BETTER job I'm qualified for, do let me know. =) Oh, and submit your WishLists here:

What My Greedy Little Self Has To Have From Amy

1. _____________
2. _____________
3. _____________
4. _____________
5. _____________
6. _____________
7. _____________
8. _____________
9. _____________
10. _____________

Yes, you're only limited to 10 entries, you greedy little bastards!!!! =) Happy Holidays! ;)

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And yes, I'm getting entries for gifts BEFORE Halloween this year that way MAYBE I can follow through with GETTING them. =)

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oh, and about the Hotel situation w/the unemployement:

I didn't get it. Big shocker there. Oh well. I'll just NEVER fucking work for another Dimension owned property EVER again!

"Fuck them. Fuck them up their stupid asses."

if anyone has any leads as to any places that are hiring, and you'd like to receive a Christmas gift this year from me, i NEED this information.

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::WARNING:: The following statement may seem offensive & racial. Good.

it seems that working for holiday inn in bossier, the only way to feel like you have any sense of job security is if you're fucking a manager or you're black.

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i had a long nice entry typed out but livejournal ate it. so in short:

i "wasn't happy with my job & made that apparant to other co-workers; got too many guest complaints; and the computer system kept getting fucked up."

Denise,
No, I wasn't happy with my job, but not because of the work but because of the people I worked FOR. If you don't pay someone to do the job that they're doing, then no, they begin to feel like since they're efforts are going unappreciated then why the hell keep busting their ass to do the job? And, despite popular belief, I do have friends. And I have friends in the workplace whom I talk to about problems that I think are going on, seeing as how when said problems are brought to management's attention they go unheeded. And if by "complaints" you mean people coming up to you PERSONALLY and telling you how satisfied they are with the level of service they received from me, or the numerous compliment cards I received since being there, then yes, I got "complaints". But, I think you may need to re-read Webster's definition before making that assessment. And as for the computer problems, firing me won't solve that. Restaffing will. The problems lie in this tier of screwups:
Margarita
Nicole
Henrietta
Wes
I don't include Myranda in that because unlike the others, she will ASK QUESTIONS before going ahead with something she's unsure of. Good luck with the new system in October with your current lineup. And if by some miracle you decide to hire some more people, just remember to make sure that they're black or incompetent; or a nice mixture of both. That's sure to boost sales through the roof, much like they are now.

"Good luck" my ass,
--Amy

Mr. Ferland,
Your letter is significantly shorter than Denise's simply because I didn't deal with you on a daily basis like I did her. Your fuckups slid down the shithill much more slowly than hers. I hope you one day decide to stop running a second rate hotel & restaff. The "sales team" you have now is about as useful as a condom machine in a restroom at the Vatican. Much like them are the "management teams" you've got set up for the front desk and restaurant/lounge. Again, make sure that when the time comes for you TO restaff, you allow Densie to hire front desk employees who are black and incompetent, but who are bisexual and about 30 years your junior, that way it can keep up employee morale while they vie for your attention and most days set aside on your calendar.
The way your establishment's allowed to operate disgusts me, and I truly regret investing time and effort into trying to succeed in the hospitality industry via your property.

--Amy

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the prior entry was much more witty, but like i said, livejournal ate it.

the funny part: i'm not mad that i lost my job, i'm just more irritated at the way it happened. however, after posting this, i feel much more relieved.

i could be all mushy and post the lyrics to Semisonic's "Closing Time" but it's not as catchy as Fallout Boy. heh

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We're going down, down, in an earlier round; and Sugar, we're going down swinging. I'll be your number one with a bullet. A loaded gun complex, cock it and pull it.