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FRIENDS ONLY. [26 May 2020|03:24pm]
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Ugly people stay out!  I'm too cool.  Yes.
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Day in my Life March 26 [06 Apr 2010|12:03am]
Hi, I'm Samantha from Dallas, Texas. I'm a funeral director apprentice working at the largest funeral home in the south. This is my Friday March 26 where I present at a career day, have a delicious lunch, see a friend in one city and see my boyfriend in another :).This is my first ADIML. 62 pictures total.

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A Day in My Life, Tuesday March 9, 2010 [16 Mar 2010|12:12am]
[ mood | pissed off ]

ADIML keeps rejecting my post :( "A day begins when you wake up and ends when you go to bed". Umm...thats what my post does? Anyway..Here it is on my own journal. BOOOOO. Hello all :) I'm Samantha from Dallas, TX and this is my first ADIML! I'm a 23 year old funeral director apprentice working at the largest funeral home in Texas. This is my Tuesday March 9, 2010, where I go to work, the grocery store, and then veg out at home!

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What a stupid fucking week. [01 Apr 2009|11:48pm]
[ mood | gloomy ]

Dear Management,

I would absolutely love it if you would explain to both Jackie and I how, HOW,  providing an extra service to an family, PER PART OF THE MANAGEMENT TEAM, is unacceptable?

Would you please stop sucking each others cocks long enough to do that? 

Gee, I wonder WHY we're losing business.  Could it be that we've stopped typing obituaries?  Oh, my bad, we're still typing them, just not placing them in the fucking NEWSPAPER.

Or...could it be that we offer NO extra service, but at a ridiculously high "professional services and staff fee"? 

Maybe it's because when you call you get tranfered to three different people before you get the answer you need?  Maybe it is because you see  a different funeral director everytime you enter our door? 

Perhaps it is because your loved ones visitation is going and you're competing for the attention of two front desk persons with 27 other families?

Perhaps your funeral director is too busy for you?

Maybe You paid an assload more than you could have at the casket store?


We cannot run on our name alone.  You're ruining all the work that  guys 50 years ago did in order to make our name important in the first place.



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new years day [02 Jan 2009|02:09am]
$65 dinner at PFChangs. appetizer, plum vodka, tea, salt/pepper prawns, mini chocolate cake, keylime pie martini.

my stomach rests while I watch a  movie at 10:40pm with people who never go out.

2009 is going to be fucking brilliant.
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words cant express how [02 Jan 2009|02:09am]
[ mood | restless ]

beautiful my new years eve and new years day were.

It began with a visit to old friends at Brandons house in Sunnyvale.  (9pm)  We shared a few laughs....they haven't grown up at all.  I feel like I'm in a time machine when I see them, and the dial is always set for 2004.  Highschool and videogames and laughing at racist jokes and singing trendy songs and watching my best friend never grow up.

I had a beer and a shot of vodka from a shot glass made of ice.  (I hauled ass to Lewisville at 10:20pm)

I speed at 80 miles an hour the whole way.  or maybe I didn't.

I did.

As soon as I enter the door the reason I drove there comes up behind me.  He says hes about to leave for another party and hes sorry.  he didn't know I was coming. 

Thomas is sweet as can be and I  watch them smoke pot from a pretty purple pipe.  another Stella at this party.

there are alot of strange people here. 

(80 miles an hour to denton, following matt. 11:45pm)

one minute and 37seconds to a new year.    I know this because as we walk into the door a crowd of beautiful people is watching a ball in times square.  on a tv.  in denton.

matt grabs my arm and turns me around and kisses me on the cheek.  fucking beautiful.  he is the most beautiful thing on earth.


vodka and cranberry. quiet observation.  goodnight matt.

80 miles to mesquite from denton.  I dont know where I am.  but it  is ok.  80 miles an hour.  or maybe not.

but it was. 

Dear 18 wheeler in the left hand lane,

get the fuck out of my way.



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wow thats lots of sex. [31 Dec 2008|05:30pm]
[ mood | lazy ]

01. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?
had extremely painful yet enjoyable S&M sex.  fucked a black man (not all its cracked up to be). dated a black man (eck).

02. Did you keep your new year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
no. probably.

03. Did anyone close to you give birth?
Sarah! and Laura got knocked up.

04. Did anyone close to you die?

05. What countries did you visit?

06. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?
more time.  more money.  more sex.

07. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
eh. nothing monumental

08. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
getting angry at someone.  I never do this.  It was such a rush to let my feelings out.

09. What was your biggest failure?
I didn't fail at anything.  People failed me.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
lots of sex related injuries.

11. What was the best thing you bought?
washer and dryer!

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
Jackie, for rebounding when Sarah left.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?

14. Where did most of your money go?
bills.  and Borders Books.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?

16. What song(s) will always remind you of 2008?
When you were young, The Killers

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder? probably a tad sadder.
ii. thinner or fatter? thinner actually.
iii. richer or poorer? status quo.

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?

20. How did you spend Christmas?
worked at the funeral home.  had dinner with family.

21. Did you fall in love in 2008?

22. How many one-night stands?
hahaha. none.

23. What was your favorite TV program?
Big Bang Theory

24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
no.  I've learned lots about myself from someone I was angry at, so I thank them for that.

25. What was the best book you read?
Yes Man, Danny Wallace.  Or the Preacher Series, Garth Ennis

26. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Old news, but I'm obsessed with the Killers

27. What did you want and get?

28. What was your favorite film of this year?
Twilight?  lame.

29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
clue party, 22

30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
perhaps having sex with someone that cared. but I don't know if that'd change anything :)

31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
slacks and tops. flat shoes.

32. What kept you sane?

33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?

34. What political issue stirred you the most?

35. Who did you miss?
Enid. eh...and the boy unfortunately.

36. Who was the best new person you met?
Clint. Jackie. Amber!

37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008:
its okay to feel.

38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
"I can't have sex with your personality/and I can't stick my penis in your college degree/and I can't shove my fist in your childhood dreams/So why are giving this information to me?"

lol. I don't know where this quote comes from, but Dick had it on his and I like it.  I'm sure it goes with my year more than his anyway :)

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Update. [26 Mar 2008|05:24pm]
So I met a guy.  He works at the bookstore and left me a note in my box with his phone number.  I called him Tuesday.  He came over Saturday night, Sunday night, Monday night (spent the night), Tuesday night (spent the night), and he's coming back tonight. 

Strange thing is.....we haven't had sex.  We have yet to even get to second base.  We've been making out like rabbits.   Like rabbits that are making out instead of having sex.

Its really weird.

As far my career.....:
I dislike my job.  I've applied at the City of Richardson and City of Mesquite as public safety dispatcher (think 911 operator). 

I went to an orientation for Richardson with 12 other hopefuls and have a 50pg application due Monday.  If my application gets accepted, they'll call me to set up an interview, polygraph, physical, psychological exam, and job bids and so forth. 

Today City of Mesquite called me to set up an interview board and polygraph.   Somehow I have to tell my boss I need to leave at 2:30 on Tuesday and Friday. 
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Tax Return [11 Feb 2008|09:44pm]
[ mood | amused ]

I'm looking at pictures of washers and dryers.....and its oddly exhilarating.


Also, watch the video for Natalie  Imbruglia,  "Identify".  Its haunting.

EDIT: Here, I did the work for you.

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Happy Valentines Day! [07 Feb 2008|09:26pm]
[ mood | mellow ]

You make bad choices sometimes.  Okay, a majority of the time. 

But please know I absolutely think the world of you.

Late Christmas present to myself [14 Jan 2008|11:38pm]
[ mood | excited ]

it vibrates to the beat of your music.

shhhhuuutttt upppppp.

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bizarre [06 Jan 2008|11:26pm]
This morning at 4AM, someone knocked several times on my door.  Not my main level door, but my bedroom (second story) door.

I don't know if they tried the main level first and I didnt hear it, or what.

Anyway..It startled me and I quietly crept downstairs to look through my peephole, hoping to catch a glimpse of my drunken 20 something neighbors, but I only saw the man across from me go into his apartment.

This act had me paranoid all day...wondering why someone would try to see if I was awake at 4AM.

Whats scarier is that I automatically assume danger.  Why is that?  Something has harmless as knocking on my door, and all the sudden I'm desperate enough to ask Thomas to spend the night.  I'm convinced I'm going to get murdered....because of an action as simple as a knock on the door.

Can anyone explain this?

Things I know-  it couldn't have been someone I know.  They would have called, or knocked longer. 
 My neighbor went into his apartment moments after I went downstairs, but didnt come from the direction that would make the most sense, if he had knocked my upstairs door.

I am skerred.  and I can't really explain why.
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2008 [01 Jan 2008|10:46pm]
[ mood | cold ]

This year I resolve to:

---Bring my need for sexual dependency/ relief down to once a week (instead of once or more daily).  This includes (but is not limited to) : Browsing Craigslist to look at random penis, watching porn, daydreaming sexually about men , men on men, men on women or, on rare occassion, women/ women on women , visits to the porn store, watching anything starring James Spader....and mainly, masturbating.

Or at least until I find a decent guy who makes me want to be sexual for more than just a stress relief.

--lose weight.  Duh.

--Read one book per week, and log my thoughts about it.  Perhaps in this handy online journal.

--Smile more

--Finish my Funeral Director/ Embalmber Apprenticeship

--Take more time to myself, and not go out when I'd rather stay in, without worrying what others may think (crazy homebody, hermit, dull, etc.).

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good grief. [05 Nov 2007|07:25pm]
I dont know how to live alone.

Tonight I bought toilet paper based on the  packaging.

I selected the brand with the dog on the front.
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Sex with men [31 Oct 2007|03:07am]
For once I'd like to try having sex with someone that cared about me.

Or bothered to call to make sure I made it home safely.

Ya know, something.

Oh well.  lol.
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August [08 Oct 2007|07:07am]
[ mood | melancholy ]

When my grandma died my cousin and I became closer than we ever had before.

Not because we both missed her, but because we both knew we wouldn't.

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lol. [22 Sep 2007|06:59pm]
[ mood | okay ]

I found this in my purse.

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::sigh:: [05 Sep 2007|08:38pm]
[ mood | lonely ]

Not having the internet is pretty much the most terrible thing ever.

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tomorrow [26 Aug 2007|11:29pm]
is another day that I am living. I find peace in that, and it is beautiful.
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Always remember, [26 Aug 2007|11:11pm]
[ mood | disappointed ]

Worse things have happened to better people.

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