Kristin

Watch this.

Tue, 06 Mar 2007 22:06:41 GMT

http://www.break.com/index/best_rube_goldberg_ever.html

Uh....Hey guys

Tue, 20 Feb 2007 20:25:43 GMT

Nothing interesting to say....people just keep telling me I should post on here, so that's what I'm adoin.

anonymous comments on my journal

Sat, 08 Apr 2006 02:05:05 GMT

I feel sad for bitter people.
He dumped you. Get the fuck over it. Dumping people doesn't make you a bad person. Immaturity and pettiness does.
I wouldn't have written that had it not been for all the other shit I've seen that people have said about him on here. I hate to even dignify anything with a response, but someone has to say it, and who better than the most recent dump-ee.
I want to make this clear: breaking up sucks, and yeah, it's upsetting, but I was not wronged in any way. Knowing him even a short amount of time, I seriously doubt that anyone else has been given cause to be bitter, either.
I'm not so much mad about being insulted- it just pisses me off that an honest, decent person would get so much shit from people who should've moved on with their lives months ago.
And of course it was anonymous- no one would take responsibility for being so...I don't even know a word that would express how childish it is. Grow up. Stop being pathetic.

Role Call

Tue, 28 Mar 2006 12:51:31 GMT

I wish I had a list or something so that I knew who belongs to some of these usernames. Everyone I've friended is pretty much everyone I recognized.

My job

Sun, 05 Mar 2006 16:19:56 GMT

I am a Front Desk Clerk…

I have advanced degrees in accounting, public relations, marketing, business, computer sciences, civil engineering and Swahili.

Of course I have the reservation you made six years ago, even though you don't have a confirmation number and think it could possibly be under a name that starts with an "S."

It isn't a problem for me to get two connecting, non-smoking, pool side, downstairs outside suites (with two king size beds in each), four rollaways, 15 extra towels, and hpyerallergenic goose down pillows. And yes, I would be happy to install a wet bar in each room and stock them at no charge. Of course it's my fault we don't have a helicopter-landing pad.

Of course, I should be able to speak all languages, and should be able to understand even the most angry Japanese gibberish.

It's obvious to me that when you booked your room for Friday, that you really meant Saturday, and we should have changed the reservation accordingly.

My computer has entrusted me with all our financial information and decisions, and I have unlimited authority to set you up with an unlimited expense account for your incidentals- no desposit required.

Of course I remember that when you were here four years ago we accidentally charged you for a 72 cent long distance call you hadn't made, and I'll make sure it doesn't happen during your stay this time. Please accept this free lobster dinner as our way of making it up to you.

I understand that MacGillegetty's Widget Manufacturing Corp. is a vast empire that can make or break our hotel. Yes, I'm lying when I tell you we have no more rooms available. It's not a problem at all for me to quickly build two more jacuzzi suites to accommodate you, and this time I'll include a helipad.

I'm quite capable of checking three people in, two people out, taking five reservations, answering twelve telephone calls and unplugging the toilet in 1420, all at the same time. Smiling.

I know where the best vegan, kosher, Mongolian BBQ restaurants are. I also know exactly what to see and do in this city in less than fifteen minutes and at no cost, and have pre-prepared maps with the mileage and travel time in my pocket to provide you with.

I take personal blame for airline delays, traffic jams, rental car flat tires the national debt and El Nino. I should have realized that you meant to make your reservation here and not the "Galaxy Delight Motel" down the street, and that you're entitled to the special five dollar discount because you're a member of the Accounting and Bagel Club of North America.

Yes, I'll be happy to cash your Japanese travelers check for 10,000 yen into Canadian currency. Even though it's Sunday morning, I am constantly aware of the exchange rate for all the world's currencies. After all, I'm a front desk clerk.

When you speak to me, I will know exactly when to smile, empathize, sympathize, console, or laugh at your joke with appropriate enthusiasm. I will maintain eye contact and a pleasant expression no matter how long you talk at me, and I will ignore the seven phone lines and the people in line behind you until you finish explaining to me the basic mechanics of fly fishing. I will up-sell, down-sell, perform, sing, tap dance and fix the computer (all at the same time) whenever required.

Oh,I see you're asthmatic- Please, allow me to carry you to your room.

I hope you have a wonderful stay. Please don't hesitate to ask if there is anything I can do to make you more comfortable.

In appreciation

Mon, 13 Feb 2006 19:53:44 GMT

I only have you, Martin, and you, Colby, on my friend list, but I'm not going to let that stop me from writing a mushy sentence or two about how good it is to be around you guys in time for Valentine's Day. Outside of any romantic involvement, you two (and the rest of the group, as well) have been a breath of fresh air in my life the last two months. It's hard to meet people who are so thoroughly good on so many different levels, and who are so much fun to be around. You throw some fantastic parties as well, I must say. Thanks for welcoming me so openly and making me feel that my presence is valued. Hope that wasn't too sappy.

Waving hello

Sat, 14 Jan 2006 20:32:04 GMT

So Colby keeps telling me, you should go to livejournal. Write on livejournal. Read what I write on livejournal. I was on livejournal today, and so and so said such and such. You should check it out.
I am now on live journal. Hi everyone.
And now I just feel silly, because I am writing this entry with no one on my friends list to read it. I'm sure Colby will read it, and then comment to someone else about what I was writing on livejournal and how I said such and such about so and so and they should really check it out. In the meantime, I will have to be content to be a big fat looser with no friends and write this to myself.
So...what is there to write about? Really nothing. None of my miscellaneous goings-on are interesting or important enough to bother posting publicly.
I would really appreciate some help with my username, actually. I have the same username to everything because I can't think of a better one. The last attempt I made at something more original was pixiepie2k (cringe). I am not good at nicnaming myself. One reason may be that I am not a huge fan of anything in particular. I can't look to something like Star Wars for inspiration. If anyone else nicnames me it is usually something like goatee (from a horrific chin injury in middle school), kiddo or shorty (so I'm short, big deal), Kee Kee Bird (don't ask), and Wednesday (apparently my coworkers think I resemble Wednesday Adams). Nicnames have not been kind to me. I would love a suggestion or two if anyone can think of anything (if anyone ever reads this other than Colby, who will suggest I call myself sexy as he seems to have adopted it as his nicname for me).