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About: My name is Anne. But I also answer to Egg or Bland.

sade:

me, ending my period

This just about sums it up perfectly.

buzzfeed:

Ann Perkins is the most underrated character on Parks and Rec. 

I’m sorry to tell you but it’s because she’s named Anne. It’s the curse. But she is the first pretty Anne to be on tv- usually they are not cute. So she’s got that at least.

Aaaaalright, I think I have a tentative plan for June through December- which I am pretty psyched about.

OPTION #1
JUNE-AUGUST: Denver, taking care of my sisters kids and getting a part time cash to make the money.

SEPTEMBER-OCTOBER: Work at a WWOOF (Worldwide Opportunities on Organic Farms) farm in New England and also get a part time job to save some cash.

NOVEMBER: Find a small coastal town in the North East to snuggle in for a month, month and a half.

DECEMBER: Be at home in Texas.

OPTION #2
JUNE-AUGUST: Denver, blahblahblah.

SEPTEMBER: WWOOF and make some cash in order to…

OCTOBER: Find a small coastal town in North East to snuggle in- maybe stay here longer if I can find a job.

NOVEMBER: Possibly still be in the adorable coastal town I’ve stumbled into OR move on and find another WWOOF spot to work in and make cash.

DECEMBER: Return to Tejas.

Basically I’m debating the order but I am freaking excited that WWOOF is a resource and it’s one I fully intend on using.

“I don’t want to be a pain, but…”

Uuuuuugh, just tell me what stupid thing you want me to do- that you realize is stupid because you are prefacing it with that phrase.

It’s the customer service version of, “I’m not racist but…”
Yes, yes you are.

And you may not want to be a pain but it will absolutely not stop you from wanting to switch rooms because even though that air conditioner works- it will definitely not cool your room to a frigid 45degrees. (Mostly, because none of our air conditions are capable of that. As I told him.)


Also, avid readers (Stephanie), tomorrow is my last day so be sure to savor these posts that completely illuminate my sunshine-y demeanor while they last. They are coming to an end.

THANK THE LORD.

When I started searching for this video I had 16 minutes left.

Then I searched, found it, watched, and thought about Zac Efron for a while.

Now I only have 12 minutes left!

The ways I pass the time tell too much about me, I think.

How did I make it through college? Life? Any other blog post?

How did I make it through college? Life? Any other blog post?

A special thanks to Google for aiding me in that last post.
Screw you, Bing. (I truly want to go on one of those Bing-It-On Challenges, like the commercials, because the default on the work computers is Bing and it pisses me off continually. Though I guess then I wouldn’t be on the commercial. That and the fact that those are scripted and I am not an actress. Whatever.)

A special thanks to Google for aiding me in that last post.

Screw you, Bing. (I truly want to go on one of those Bing-It-On Challenges, like the commercials, because the default on the work computers is Bing and it pisses me off continually. Though I guess then I wouldn’t be on the commercial. That and the fact that those are scripted and I am not an actress. Whatever.)

Forty-five minutes left.

In forty-five minutes I will be home free. I will have successfully avoided confrontation- my specialty.

Three people left to check in.

Two clean rooms left.

One smoking room.

On the bright side a couple of other hotels have called to let me know they have vacancies so at least I have that in my back pocket in case I need it.

(After typing this up I have forty-one minutes left. Clearly my WPM isn’t high right now.)

I have two hours of my shift left.

I have four people left to check in.

I only have three cleans rooms available.

One of those rooms is a smoking room- which no one actually requested.

I am hoping and praying that all I have to deal with is someone being pissed that they are in a smoking room- not having to tell them that they don’t have a room with us period.

Please please please please come in after my shift is over (sorry Night Shifter!). OR please please please please be a NO-SHOW. Those are you options.

I am six minutes and thirty six seconds into Argo and I am already extremely stressed out.

I really want to watch this movie and I really enjoy action/thriller/fast-paced movies it just usually takes me like fifteen minutes to get used to my stress.

For those fifteen minutes, I wonder why for goodness sakes I am not watching High School Musical.

HOLY CRAP WHY AM I NOT WATCHING HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL

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