P.S.

I appologize for my language in previous post. Some things never change.

I'm not that girl...

Blah! I hate mornings. I have never been an early riser and I don't ever want to get in the habit of waking up before the sun. I just can't do it. Occasionally I can handle it...but it is not my preference. I'm just not that pleasant until about 9 am...or after a few cups of coffee and a New York Times. I'm not one of those people that has to have coffee to operate in the morning...I'm just much more pleasant if I have some. Life here in Utah is still grand as ever (sarcasm). I'm trying to be patient...but it isn't very easy. On a side note...I planned a trip to see one of the boys I mentioned in a previous post. I'll be going to Vegas on July 5-8th. I'm really excited. It will be the only vacation I'll be having until I get in my car and drive across the country. A side note to that cross country trip...I'm not sure if anyone is available...but I may need a driving partner.

remember the time i drove all night....

OK...so here i am at my last day of work at a place i refer to as "hotel 1". i am soooooo happy that it is my last day here. this ends what has been a hell year for me. I really don't feel sad to be leaving at all. Its time for me to go. Someone once said that a lady always knows when its time to leave...and this lady knows without a shadow of a doubt that it is time to leave. There are so many things I could say...

To those of you that I will miss...goodbye and good luck. To those of you that I celebrate never seeing again....$*@* off :) I mean it in the best possible way. To the guests that have acted as if they were above me and treated me like I was stupid....GO TO HELL! I only wish that I could have said that to your face. You arrogant assholes. To the men who thought I was flirting with them because I was nice and smiled at them....get a life! To the guests who whined because they wanted a new room...I COULDN'T CARE LESS! To the people I told it was my pleasure to transfer...I lied. I hate answering the phone...and I don't want to speak to any of you.

While I'm at it....to the girl who slept with players at Real....FUCK YOU! You got what you deserved and I didn't tell on you. It was your stupid little intern.

Hmmm....I feel better.

Random Facts-tagged by Nikki

1. I am a huge Billy Joel fan. I love him. My perfect date for this summer would be to attend the Billy Joel concert at Shea Stadium.

2. I love baseball and soccer. I spent most of my life thinking baseball was boring until suddenly one day I became a Mets fan and it changed my life. :) I love soccer...my favorite team is Juventus. I just love the Italian style of play.

3. I hate struggling with my luggage at the airport. If I have to struggle with it...I become supreme bitch. It is best that I pay $3 and rent a little cart.

4. I love traveling! I love meeting new people and discovering new places.

5. My secret fantasy is to be a lounge/big band singer. I would love to dress in one of those great dresses from the '50's and sing ballads. :)

6. I love Rachel Ray. I wish I could watch the show every day and be just like her.

7. My favorite place in the world is Cinque Terre, Italy. I wish that it wasn't getting so popular.

8. The next place I want to visit is Spain! I really want to see Barcelona and Madrid.

I tag Doug for this random facts survey. :)

please put your signal on!

ok...so appearantly I've been giving off a wrong signal lately. I don't know if its because I'm so happy and looking forward to my near near future...or if the universe is playing tricks on me...but lately I have been getting hit on a lot. Normally I would welcome this fun behavior from men, as it is usually flattering...but lately it has been a little weird. This past week I've been hit on by men that I have noooooooo interest in. In fact my level of interest is negative. It came out of nowhere and totally caught me off guard. Life is too weird. There are either too many men or no men at all. Currently I am no longer in a drought and I'm not sure that it is a good thing. I have this situation...there are two men that I like. I know people think you can't like more than one man at a time...but I do! This totally came out of left field. They are totally opposite...and neither one lives in the same city as I do. This is such a quandary...but i'm totally excited to see where it goes...I'll try and keep you posted...but I am kind of afraid to give too many details online.

Dog and House for Sale!!!!!!!!!

Last night was probably one of the worst nights I've had in a really long time. Well...it actually started out great. It was Elisa's bachelorette party. We began the night with incredible Italian food from Cucina Toscana. If you are in the Salt lake City area I highly recommend that you check out this very authentic restaurant. Walking in the door you know it is for real. It is oozing with that beautiful Italian style and charm. The owner of the restaurant was so cute! At the end of our meal he came over to ask us how our evening had been. I began speaking to him in Italian and he grabbed my cheeks and said "Bellissima"! We had a short conversation in Italian and it made me so happy. After dinner we went and saw Sex and the City. It was my third time seeing it this weekend and I must say...I loved it! My favorite part continues to be the scene where Carrie is "packing" and tries on the crazy dresses to get the girls input on toss or keep.

The night was lovely...I drove home and let Abbey out. Knowing I had to work in the morning at 7, I was anxious to get to bed. I was laying in bed for about 30 minutes when I felt something wet. Occasionally Abbey will lick her paw in bed and leave a small wet spot...but i could feel this was no small wet spot. So I turned on the light and sure enough Abbey had peed in the bed. Not only had she peed once...she had peed two or three times!!!!!! I was furious. I took her outside and came back in...too exhausted to deal with my bed I stripped the sheets and sprayed the mattress and made my way to the couch. By this time it was almost 3 and I had 4 hours until I had to be at work. I was just about asleep on the couch when Abbey climbed up on top of me and peed again!!!!!!! WTF? I was furious! I have neverrrrrrrr been so furious with my dog. I was ready to leave her outside to fend for herself. I took her out yet once more and made my way back in to sleep on the floor! Something is definitely wrong if I am sleeping on the floor and she is sleeping in my bed. I am here to announce that my dog will no longer be sleeping in the same bed as me. She has never done this before, and I can assure you she will never do it again.

Talking to a few people this morning they think she must be upset about something...I can't imagine why she would do that to me. I feed her, I love her, I take her to the park, I pet her, I scratch her belly...and this is how she repays me.

I am soooooooo exhausted and I'm here at work with less than a full hour of sleep. I seriously wish I was dead.

Someone buy my fucking house and get me out of this hell I'm living...please!