It's like lemonade- Sweet, Tangy, and Refreshing!

August 29, 2006

Mending hearts

It may take a while, but... I think we're going to be okay. It'll be hard, but... I think we're going to be okay. I want us to be okay...

I do love him. And he- who said he didn't- loves me.

And we're back togeather.

And I got my french silk pie.

.....God is in his heaven and all is right with the world.....

August 21, 2006


I got an attagirl at work!

I took a phone reservation at work for this guy in Finland for a conference being held at one of our hotels, and the poor guy had a two-year old screaming in the background for the better part of the phone call. He had a fairly thick accent, but was fluent in English, so the only trouble I had was understanding him spell out the names of his street and his card numbers.

He sent an e-mail to my supervisors, and they put me on the "Shining Star" wall.

I'm not even out of training until the end of the week, so I'm not letting it go to my head ego-trip wise. But...

I guess it's just... I'm actually doing well at this. I love my new job, for example.

I mean, I know I'm in the honeymoon period. I know that this might not last. I know that I shouldn't get used to this.

All the same, I don't think I've had a job feel this right other than Wolf's. That, in itself, is something to be happy about.

August 09, 2006

On the rocks

Nothing much to say about recent things... except that it's a Bailey's Knock-off on the Rocks night. It's funny... I had about six hours of sleep between the past two days, and I didn't sleep when I got off work- I rested, but didn't sleep. I could have fallen asleep at work, but didn't, because... well, that wouldn't be terribly professional, now would it?

And now I can't sleep. It bothers me...

August 05, 2006



My throat is so sore that it's hurt every time I yawned in the past three days.

Home remedies? Preferably something that I can do besides the salt-water and baking soda thing. Or hot lemon water. Or a spoonfull of honey.

Something I haven't tried.

And maybe, if I'm lucky, someone might bring me chicken soup.

(*whines* Athene... bring me chicken soup!!!)

August 02, 2006

Kind of Broken...

I'm sitting at home with what appears to be the beginnings of a sore throat and can only ask myself one thing.

Am I getting sick because I'm tired?

Or am I getting tired of being sick?

Saying goodbye to people at work has been pretty tough so far. I've been pointing them to, and telling them how I got started with the Missouri Job Search place. Even so, they're leaving the door open for me. If I wanted to, I could work there during the week, and work Adam's Mark during the night and weekends. God, that would be a lot of work, though.

I might faint.

I mean, I did feel faint last night at the end of work. I caught myself on the counter just before a customer got up to my register. She didn't notice anything wrong.

Maybe there's nothing wrong with me.

Maybe it's just a sore throat.