deanna

No Salt?

2007-02-14T22:16:00.000-05:00

They've taken away my trans fat. . . now this:
http://health.msn.com/dietfitness/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100155296&GT1=9033

What am I going to do without my salt? I looked at my Burger King fries and sighed. It's so sad. My Lay's chips suck now. If Salt and Vinegar chips are bad w/o trans fat, I can't imagine them without salt! Hopefully, this won't hold.

Everyone pray. . . to someone, anyone.

Updates:

Valentine's Day was good. I got my candy, which may take a while to forage through. Good thing I live with a chocoholic to help me.

The Level 2 weather caused a super slow day at work. . . much cleaning ensued.

Staci and I have become addicted to possibly the lamest thing ever: Online Monopoly, at which I rule.

Stephanie wants to play Yahtzee instead.

Speaking of addictions, Camel No. 9's are decent, yet pricey. But so pretty!

Tomorrow I'm hoping for a tanning appointment, as I'm quite pastey. Nothing a 20 minute nap won't cure.

Meatwad may be making a trip to the vet Friday for a nail trim. If only I could give her french tips. . .

Josh and I are making the last trip to Charleston on Monday for his insurance exam. . . super pumped for him to have full capabilities with his license and start selling insurance.

Birthday

2006-12-09T23:16:00.000-05:00

Ahh. . . much better.

My birthday came and went without any problems.

AnnaLe came in, and it was good. Emmalene swiped a shot glass, and it was good. Britney's divorcing K-Fed, and that's definitely good. Yay for everything.

After beginning the night at B-dubs and waiting forever for the WVU/Rutgers game to end (and waiting, and waiting, and waiting) we headed to the Nip.

Dancing ensued.

I apparently busted one out to The Booty Call, and it didn't stop there. Staci recalled watching me and said, "everyone else was just going through the motions, but you were extremely into it."

During some of my epic dancing, a large man in, dressed all in New York gear, mistook my 'I <3 MY bunny' shirt for a 'I <3 NY' shirt. Upon realizing his mistake, I received a hug.

I almost lost my balance a million times to some hair throwing and air guitaring.

'Smack That' was playing and suddenly Mr. "I'm not dancing" appeared and decided to dance and grind and make out with me. I learned later that some guy was acting like he was going to smack that, which if I had noticed, I would've smacked that. That = his head. It probably looked like Josh had some awesome game. I'd already turned a few down to dancing without much thought, then he storms on the floor and grabs me.

At some point, AnnaLe decided to seduce me, naturally. This involved getting very low, falling, and trying to dance back up from the ground. Meanwhile a crowd has gathered.

Even Darren and Jamie danced. Adam did not.

December 5th was not so awesome. I ran out of gas on the way to work and had to walk to the gas station. I did not bring a coat. It was cold.

2006-10-17T20:04:00.001-04:00

The other day sucked at work. It was awful. We were so busy and the server was down and we couldn't call the help desk. To top it all off, a doctor called in 52 scripts for 4 people.

Oh, and everyone moistened their money before they handed it to me.

Why? Is it really that hard to fan out your ones before you hand them to me, or flip to the next check? Is it really necessary to hold your prescription or your CVS card in your mouth and then expect me to take it from you?

It's cold and fucking flu season people! Let's just give the germs a vehicle to travel from the dirty 5 bucks you're handing me and my delicate little body.

I don't want your wet money, check, keys, or scripts.

If it's really that bad, then here

Then someone handed me a prescription from the dentist with blood on it. Thanks for making my day.

Bitches.

uh oh

2006-10-11T23:13:00.000-04:00

So, the loft on Front Street was too good to be true. Oh well, we found out many more valuable pieces of information in looking.

this isn't helping

2006-10-11T00:22:00.000-04:00

news, news, news

2006-10-10T23:56:00.000-04:00

So, Josh and I are not moving to Arizona. While it would've been nice, it's good to know that things are staying together here. I have to admit, I'm quite excited about Christmas. Putting a tree up, family, gifts, and my first official Christmas being with Josh. Sounds kinda lame, but I'm quite excited. Food! Don't forget the food. Totally stoked.

Josh will be taking some classes and this means I will be needing a car or some form of transpo. That is also in the works. Hopefully, my Passat soon will be in the works as well.

While we're not moving to Arizona, we still may be moving. I will hopefully be back in Marietta again, soon. I'm trying not to get too excited about this if everything isn't what it turns out to be, but so far, it appears we have quite a deal.

Yesterday was Darren's birthday. Since he should be home shortly, I couldn't send him anything. I don't even think e-mail works for him now. Gay. We're definitely planning on making up for it when he's back in the MOV.

Fifty-two days until my life is officially over.

smoke

2006-10-06T00:09:00.000-04:00

Ok, I smoke. There. I smoke about a pack a day (depends on if I work) and I don't care.

Yes, I know what the health risks are.

Yes, I know what's in cigarettes.

Yes, I know some don't like the smell.

Fuck all of you.

I smoke, and it relaxes me.

Most don't care. It's the people who do that feel like they have to speak up that annoy me.

My favorite thing? The customer who came into CVS and said "Non-smokers are so self-rightous."

Right on.

2006-10-03T20:46:00.000-04:00

It occured to me the other night that I am nearing the end. I will be 25 in less than 2 months.

It seems like I just turned 23. What the hell happened? My youth; totally gone.

I actually freaked out. I jumped up and ran in the other room to tell Josh of my shocking discovery. We took a bath together last night and I was almost in tears over it.

Think about it. He just turned 20 and I'm going to be 25. We're going to get married, but what if he wants kids? He's said he doesn't want any until he's 30, if ever. The "if ever" is fiiiine with me. We're all worried I'll be a rampant baby shaker, and if not, we can adopt. With him though, if he wanted or if we were surprised, I know I'd have a kid.

But I can't go around birthing babies at the age of 35+! That's just madness.

Even the whole "marriage" thing. He wants to wait until he's at least 21, which is understandable. He'll feel a bit more grown up if he can buy his own beer and doesn't have to send his wife in instead. Makes sense. I told him I didn't want to be an 80 year old bride, though.

See, this is why he's so great though. He told me that I'll be a 25 year old bride and not to worry about anything, then he kissed my forehead and laughed at me for being silly.

Being 23 was great and my party was great and at that point, I thought, unbeatable. My 24th birthday could've gone better, to say the least, and the year started out a bit rocky, but has definitely improved. Now, 25 is looking better and better all the time.

Josh actually managed to find a way to make me look forward to being old, as long as he doesn't care about the "baby birthing" issue.

Halloweekend

2006-10-03T20:37:00.000-04:00

So, it's officially in the works. Cedar Point, either the 27th or 28th of this month, Halloweekend, and layers upon layers of warm clothing. Josh and I snagged Erin and Adam to go, and we're holding them to it. It's going to be so sweet, and cold, and awesome. Totally pumped.

sausages

2006-10-01T10:31:00.000-04:00

It's finally October, one of my favorite months of all time.

According to the JW Pott's insurance sign out my window, it's 64 degrees, and I couldn't be happier. It's finally nice and chilly. I dug my coat with the whistle out of my closet and have been rocking it for the past week. Fantastic. I'm going to be cleaning out my closet and pulling sweaters to the front, and then making a stack of "clothes to give to Erin or the homeless."

It's time to start thinking about Halloween costumes, too. If I'm a bunny again, the tail will be sewn to my jeans to prevent a husband and wife team from reattaching it, meaning they put their hands in my pants.

I'm trying to think of some good costumes. Josh isn't to thrilled with being Scott Weiland, and nobody really knows who his wife is, so it's not a blatantly obvious choice. We could be Sid and Nancy, but it's still a bit vague. I think Josh is going to be a pirate and add some items to the costume, I'm going to be. . . still not sure.

Darren's birthday is the 9th, and he won't be here. Most disappointing, but I keep holding on that he'll be here by the end of the month.

We're planning on going to Cedar Point for Halloweekend. Yes, it was cold last time and, yes, I plan on wearing two hoodies, five coats, and 22 pairs of pants. And bringing tissues, lots of tissues. Ooh! And those little hot-hands things to keep in my pockets. Sweet. Looks like it'll be Josh, Adam, Erin (though she doesn't know it yet), and myself. If Darren's back we'll make him go and bring that cute skater girl he was talking to. . . if she doesn't have school that day. Leave it to me to get someone five years younger and for Darren to get someone five years younger. It's a sickness!

The Octoberfest is next weekend in Lowell and we're going. Yes, it will probably be cold and muddy like always and, no, there is no beer. Apparently for there to be beer there has to be a "k" in Octoberfest and as you can see, there's not.

There are sausages though. Good sausages.

2006-09-27T21:00:00.000-04:00

Ok, for the record, I hate myspace. The loud music (usually Nickleback) and eye-gouging colors. Sometimes it scares me.

That being said, I have a myspace account.

(Apparently) I set it up a while ago. Everybody has an account and so it's easy for me to find people I haven't talked to in ages. Everybody can see who everybody talks to so everybody can talk to them, too. That aspect is quite nice.

I'm actually working on my account a bit right now. For one, it's helped to kill the past 3 hours between when I got off work and when I have to pick Josh up from work. I also cannot stand to have something like myspace or blogger account and use it to talk to people and not have it be pretty.

So there. I have a myspace account.

It also helped give me something else to write about it.

Things I Hate

Myspace
Black Licorice - seriously, who eats this shit?
My new bra size.
I smell butter right now. Why?
Not sleeping.
Keving Federline - domesticating Britney. What a bitch.

the rundown

2006-09-25T20:06:00.000-04:00

I'm back! Ta-da! Thanks to Josh's grandma, we have the internet! Sadly, that's what I miss from the hospital the most.

Not much has been going on, but here's a quick rundown.

1. Darren will be home within 6 weeks. He's going to miss his birthday at home for the second year, but I'm sure we'll compensate. Hopefully he won't pass out at the beginning of the party at the top of the stairs and have Erin grab him. . . not that that's happened before.

2. I'm back at CVS. It's a "just for the moment" type job. Josh got on in the photo department up front so it's nice. We see eachother constantly and it's fantastic. Plus, with Stephanie and her boyfriend both having Mustangs, there's plenty for him to talk about.

3. In December Josh and I will be going out to Arizona to live. He's going to start school out there and so that's good. I may get into the whole thing by going to beauty school (still pending) and we'll see. Hopefully, this will all be after our Christmas cruise (also, still pending).

4. Meatwad's doing well. She had a vet appointment so she has pretty little toes now. So dainty. She will be a year and a half on October 2nd.

5. The apartment's shaped up a bit. New paint, new furniture, and hopefully we'll get the stove upstairs.

6. Chris married Rachel and ran off to the Army in a span of 5 days.

7. Josh finally saw me drunk. Leave it to C&V to fuck up my world for a night.

Other than that, not much has been going on. Josh and I head out to play pool once in a while. I'm still not bad, just out of practice. We did go bowling and that was great, and a trip to the roller rink is in the works. There's also talk of Cedar Point, for Halloween, though I will be dressing warm.

Josh's grandparents met my Mom and Steve. Oh, god. Crazieness ensued. Thankfully, the fireworks started and our attention was turned to that.

Everything's been fantastic lately. We hang out at the house with Josh's friends, and last week AnnaLe was even in so her and Em stopped by.

cedar point

2006-05-09T20:29:00.000-04:00

Tomorrow, Josh and I are off to Cedar Point. We're pretty pumped. It's going to beat his middle of the night, "let's drive to Cedar Point plan" by far.

The other day I went to Mikhail's birthday party. I can't believe she's two already. Such a cutie.

Hmm. . . not much to say.

last day

2006-04-29T16:39:00.000-04:00

Today is my last day of work. I'm not too sad about it. Apparently I'll be missed. That's a nice feeling and I'd hate for anyone to think that just because I disliked my job that I disliked the environment. It's not been so bad.

I did the C8 thing today, which means I paid my cell bill. Josh and I also looked into him getting rid of Cingular and getting onto my plan. He did find a pretty sweet phone which I'm sure is what convinced him. Maybe for his birthday.

After C8 and before Sprint, we ate at Wendy's with Erin. Erin informed Josh that she hadn't had anything except three donuts that morning. She also told us about the mouse that got stuck in the sticky trap, so she put a pot over it with a note saying "Robbie, the mouse is under here." Josh almost died.

Josh is doing well at his latest job. He and Kyle are getting along really well and soon Josh should be able to scoop up the ass. man. position. At least then he'll get benefits, and as soon as my check comes, I'll be getting cheap shoes.

Tonight we're off to the river lot. I was sick last night and a bit woozy today so I don't know if I'll be drinking. Emma and I were talking about hitting up JP's but I'm not sure right now if that'll happen since I'll be working until late. We'll see.

the USPS blows

2006-04-24T11:48:00.000-04:00

Yesterday there was a Godfather marathon on, so for most of the day, you know where I was. We did go out to Josh's grandparents last night around 5 and made hotdogs and hamburgers, so that was fun. Joanne's yard looks fantastic. I can't wait until she has all the landscaping done.

Saturday we went left for Charleston (and Hardee's) around 7:30 and went to the dance workshop. I figured since I'd paid 40 bucks for it (you know, when I had money) that I should get some use out of it, so I learned a couple. In between the morning session and evening dance we went to the mall. Josh's grandma took us to Outback, which was more than welcome.

Later that night, during the evening dance, we danced a couple songs and I got to do the Electric Slide. While Josh was out dancing I was talking to Rod, and once Josh was done on the floor the three of us talked for like, 45 minutes. Sometime we're all planning to go out and do something, most likely after dance. We told him to come shoot pool with us. So it won't be just the three of us though, we'll probably have Kyle come too, since he and Josh are getting to be pretty good friends.

Still no paycheck. Still no mail. I'm going to call the post office and bitch a bit today, since it's been 12 days, and nothing. I also e-mailed my boss to try to figure out about my PTO time I should be getting and which address they're sent the check to. Three weeks since my last paycheck is stretching us pretty thin. Josh should be getting one before too long, maybe at the end of the week. I don't think it'll be for more than 4 hours, though.

Hmm. . . I've also got C8 testing coming up, so I'd better locate that crazy Social Security Card.

2006-04-01T13:01:00.000-05:00

Josh read my journal the other day. It wasn't really a journal, just a notebook that I wrote in starting just before when I started to like him. Great. He got to read all about when I was kinda talking to Chris and read about me sorting out my emotions for him and how to deal with telling Autumn. He got to read what I wrote after the first night he stayed over and about how I'm sure I'm going to marry him (or at least be with him forever). He read stuff about how I saw how Autumn treated him and didn't like it and didn't think that her grandfather being sick was an excuse.

I was mad at first, but he explained that since I don't express how I really feel about him that often, it was nice for him to read it because he knew it was the truth.

Crap, I hope he doesn't think I'm all marriage and baby crazy. *shudder* Eww.

He knows better, though. I've told him before that I could marry him tomorrow and know I'd be happy the rest of my life. He says he feels the same, but so far I haven't found a journal of his to corroborate. I doubt there is one.

The other day he wasn't feeling well and slept in when he was supposed to pick me up from work. I was a little bit pissed, after my walk home, to say the least.

Lately all we've been doing is working on the apartment. Anyone who saw it before will have to come by for a visit. It looks so different already. Josh has been doing more work than I have. I'm usually at work and he's there, so he gets a lot done. Almost all the boxes are unpacked and everything's looking really good.

I can't wait until Monday, when I'm off again. It's nice to just roll around the house with him and be stupid and laugh.

lame

2006-03-28T19:14:00.000-05:00

Tomorrow I'm off work so Josh and I can go to dance, as usual. We're poor at the moment so we've been scrounging up money for the things we need. Important things, like cigarettes. Luckily, I filled up the Envoy when I had money. (Yes, that's right, Josh has the Envoy now.)

I'm thinking about heading to my dad's on Thursday. He seems to think I've disappeared, even though I tried to explain it's hard to go see them without a car, especially when I was living in Marietta.

Last night Josh went to Beef's a little after midnight and I stayed home. I'm not feeling well and I had a killer headache and my back hurt. I was also really tired and didn't have much of an appetite. Clearly, I'm not well.

I'm going to try to get a new cell phone this next pay check. Actually, maybe the one after that. My phone's been gay and when people call it won't show their name, just the number. Not to mention half of my phone book is still missing. Sprint just doesn't have any phones that I really like though. I'll have to look harder.

Wow, what a gay post. Sorry everybody.

dainty

2006-03-20T11:30:00.000-05:00

This is getting old. Moving, packing, unpacking, priming, painting. . .

But it's all worth it.

Josh forgets that I'm a dainty little girl. (Don't worry, I remind him, a lot.) Last night we were in the kitchen eating oatmeal, waffles, sandwiches, cereal, chocolate milk, and tea when he decided he would pick me up. He stuck his hands in my front pockets and squeezed and lifted. I screamed. I now have two bruises and a bit of rug burn on my hips. See? Dainty.

We went out the other night with Darren (he was looking for something to do) to the Nip. Josh and I danced and made fun of people, because that's what we do. I tried to actually get him to bust some stuff out and he did a little and then said, "There's something you need to know about my dancing."

Naturally, the first thought that entered my head was "magic shoes."

Last night we loaded up more stuff. Should only be one more load. (Sorry for being loud Em!)

2006-03-19T19:46:00.000-05:00

Lucky me, I'm getting sick. . . Part Catorce.

Other than that, things are peachy. A bit of trouble here and there, but nothing I won't handle.

Went to dance last night and did a few. Flirted with Casey (calm down, it's Josh's 10 year old cousin) and we cracked ourselves up.

More work's been done on the apartment. (How lucky I am to be able to live there since Em "kicked me out.") Walls are up and *gasp* painted! Shouldn't be long before we can put furniture where it goes.

We were supposed to head to Marietta last night and I was going to get the last of my stuff, give Em the key, and clean up a bit, but I felt like hell. By the time we left dance I had a raging headache and my next was tight. I went to bed and Josh didn't get any.

Looks like we're going to Marietta tonight after work. Should be about the last load of crap. Can't wait until we've made space for it all.

it's the weekend

2006-03-10T20:57:00.000-05:00

Such a long day. Tonight and tomorrow I have the Envoy so hopefully we can get some shit done. I'm planning on getting my hair done. It looks like hell and I just think I would feel so much better.

Josh came to the hospital to visit me today. He hasn't done that in months. We hung out for a bit and then his grandma got him on her way to our house anyways. She was coming from Olive Garden which means there'll be fettucine alfredo waiting on me. Sweet (honey mustard).

The apartment is a wreck. Walls and flooring are missing. The other night Josh woke me up to tell me that the toilet broke. The lid fell into the back and smashed the bottom out. Water everywhere, including the office. Not fun, but at least we have a new toilet and it was a good excuse to rip out the carpet and lay tile.

I have the weekend off and it's going to be used to move.

Yay.

At least it's supposed to be 72 degrees tomorrow. That makes it better.

chris got mad because i called him a thief

2006-03-10T12:03:00.000-05:00

Uh, yeah.

YAY!

2006-03-06T17:38:00.000-05:00

DARREN'S BACK!!!

attention:

2006-03-06T11:50:00.000-05:00

If you are considering purchasing a bunny, don't waste money on a cage. Put the bun on a square of carpet or a rug in the middle of a tile or wood floor.

Meatwad's not going anywhere.

random updates

2006-03-05T13:48:00.000-05:00

Darren should be home soon. It sucks because since he's left I've moved and Mom's moved. At least Dad's still in the same place. Can't wait to see him. He'll have to come out with us.

Tuesday I'll be in Marietta quite early to pack some shit up. I'm planning on getting stuff like my TV and computer. Dad's going to be lending me the truck to get the furniture that's going back to the basement at his house and Josh's uncle will loan us his truck to get the rest.

Josh is still job hunting. He's working for his grandma for now. Some in the office and some at a building of hers loading up scrap metal. His cell phone bill from being in AZ is $520 so he's got to pay her back. Shoe Carnival will be calling by this Friday if they want him. *Fingers crossed for 30% discount*

Emmalene brought Meatwad to the apartment last night. She's adjusting well with the help of Scott Weiland, much to Josh's dismay.
P.S. Emmalene, after I got home last night there were about 10 little poops in her cage and I thought, "Wow, I hope she's feeling ok, that's less than usual." Josh came in and went "Geez, she poops a lot!" Poor boy, he has no idea.

Much discussion has been going on about how to decorate and paint the apartment. I thought boys didn't care, but I've got one that does. He can dress himself well enough, but his actual taste seems to be lacking.
My idea for the front room: Chocolate brown wall behind the TV with white floating shelves on either side of the flat screen TV to hold DVD player, VCR, Game Cube, SuperNES, videos, and games. The rest of the walls would be a creamy cappuchino color with white molding all around the room.
His idea for the front room: Either burnt orange walls with brown molding or red with black.
Ugh. We're compromising and not arguing or insulting, so it's working ok.

Tonight and tomorrow I will be cleaning the apartment. Throwing out some stuff and making a sell pile. Anyone know someone who wants to buy a body kit for a Mustang and side skirts for a Cougar?

Need to cash my paycheck and pay Em money I owe for our house and then start getting a list together of stuff to get for mine and jmike's apartment. i.e. vaccuum cleaner.

Need to get ahold of me? Work today, Monday, off Tuesday and Wednesday.

uh, oh.

2006-03-04T12:51:00.000-05:00

Last night I came home and told Josh I had a gift for him: Two Do-si-do's that Tricia gave me at work and I didn't want to eat.

He looked up at me and said, "We need to talk."

gulp

I just looked at him and he proceeded to tell me that he ordered me a piece of Milky Way Pie from Caesar's and it was in the fridge.

I was genuinely concerned and worried, then instantly elated over my pie. He knows how to get me, that's for sure.

I'm so excited about this summer. Josh and I are going to the beach (this way he can't be bad at the beach, not that he would be this time, but we can be bad together). I'm going to see if we can skip Myrtle (because it's gay) and go somewhere else. He's going to want to go to Myrtle to party, and that'll be fun and all, but I usually go on vacay to get away from people. We'll see. Maybe we can make it two trips. I really want to go to the Outer Banks again. Love it.

We're also going to go camping. Blackwater Falls is on the list, though Chris may have squelched some of Josh's excitement by telling him you can't jump off the falls or swim anywhere around them. Eh.

I'm making a list of things to do, places to go, crap to see. It should be a fun and busy summer.

I have a shit ton of PTO and I should talk to my boss about hiring someone for PRN so I can actually vacation this year. It'd be nice since I had to skip last year. Well, I guess the last trip I took was 2005, but it was in January to New Orleans.

Damn, I need a break.

Emmalene -
Josh won't be able to go to the house today and finish the laundry and pack some shit because he ended up having to work at the office. Tuesday's the earliest day I'll be able to come and do stuff. Mom's going to pick me up before she goes to work. I'll finish the laundry, pack some, and do some cleaning.

P.S. Every pair of jeans that Josh wears is in that one load. Oops, my bad.

edit

Apparently, you've already talked to Josh. (He declared that it was Talk to Josh Day for all of my friends b/c Erin called him, too.) I'll see if my step-sis will take me to Marietta and then pick him up this evening. She's got a Jeep so we can fit a lot of stuff in it.

it's official

2006-03-03T12:08:00.000-05:00

I'm moving in with Josh. Yesterday was spent doing laundry and packing up some clothes to take to his house. Luckily, the boy doesn't mind being kicked out of his own dresser. There's still so much to do (like tell my dad) but right now we're just taking it one step at a time.

Fortunately for us, it's impossible for us to be tired of one another.

crap that happens and things you should know now that you're an old woman like me

2006-02-24T16:30:00.000-05:00

Happy Birthday AnnaLe!

Being that I am the eldest in our little group (I'm excluding Erin so this makes sense) I turned 24 first. It wasn't good. Bad things happened. To ensure that AnnaLe has a safe and happy end to her 24th year, I figured I'd offer up some advice for the actual birthday along with some things I've learned since December 2, 2005.

1. You cannot drive through deer. They're really heavy and quite sturdy.

2. You're metabolism slows down. I have to lift two cheeseburgers to my mouth now just to burn as many calories as I used to by eating one.

3. Don't ride in Autumn's car.

4. People in wheelchairs can drive cars. Who knew?

5. Brown bears can't climb trees, but have excellent eyesight. Black bears have poor eyesight, but can climb trees really well. Grizzly bears are assholes.

6. Cheese is actually NOT good on everything. See Ramen Noodles. (I actually learned this about a year ago, but I feel I cannot state it enough. It was disgusting.)

7. You'll get bursitis. . . 7 years ago.

8. You're hearing will start to worsen. (What? Mine has gotten worse.)

Crap, I think that's all I learned in almost 3 months. I'm sure there's more that I've just forgotten. Oh!

9. Memory loss.

Lyrics edit

2006-02-21T15:00:00.000-05:00

Those of you who know me know that I'm deaf. (You all think it's funny, too. I'm looking at you Emm with your "hand grenade.") The fact that I can't hear all that well and that I like to sing make a great combination. Anyhow, I don't always know the correct words to songs, but once I have it in my head what I think the words are, that's what I go with. I feel that I should also note that while I may have known it didn't make sense, it's what I went with.

Here are a couple examples:

Machinehead - Bush
Correct Lyrics
Got a machinehead better than the rest

What I Sang
Got a mushy hand better than the rest

You Shook Me All Night Long - AC/DC
Correct Lyrics
We were making it and you
Shook me all night long
Yeah you
Shook me all night long

What I Sang
We were making it and you
Should be all night long
Yeah you
Should be all night long

But I'm not the only one that screws up lyrics. AnnaLe thought Love in an Elevator went ~~"love in el la vita"~~ "loving la vida loca" which means ~~nothing~~ loving the wild life and Emmalene most recently thought Ashlee Simpson's "L.O.V.E" went "Hello, hello, hello, hello, beep beep!" Oh, and Sheena in Huntington somehow interpreted "looking out my morning window" in Thank You by Dido as "gonna make love to my window."

I'm sure there are more lyrical mistakes I'll make, and I'm sure no one will hesitate to tell me.

brrr!

2006-02-19T14:18:00.000-05:00

While I didn't make it to dance last night I was still there in time (barely) to pick up Josh. He was sitting in his grandma's Durango waiting for Em and I to pull up. Also, I found out some new info. Nothing more than just the same shit, but I know that it's continuing. Ah, I'll worry about it later. Jmike and I will take care of it I'm sure.

Went to BW3's with Em, Emily, and Josh. Josh and I had to take showers and while we did that the Em's went to Bogey's. Played pool. Yes, Josh won a lot. I had some pretty sweet shots though, and we beat up some old people, pool-wise at least.

Before B-dub's we had to cash my check at Wal-Mart so we show up right at midnight, just in time for register maintenance. While I went to get shampoo and shit I heard my name, turned around, and there was Sam, Chris' sister. Talked to her for a second and then called for Josh to go find Chris. Found out BIG news there. Yikes.

When the night was over Josh and I started on some Rummy and I beat his ass at that. He told me he loves that he can sit there and play cards with me and still have just as much fun, if not more, as being out.

I think it was just his way of calling me lame.

P.S. It's freezing in the pharmacy.

my bf's back

2006-02-18T13:00:00.000-05:00

*NOTE* I'm a retard and left my cell phone sitting at my house. This is why you can't get ahold of me.
*NOTE* Josh is also a retard and left his cell phone charger at my house. This is why you can't get ahold of him.

This past week has been fantastic. The only way it could get any better is if I didn't have to work.

Josh is back. He came to my house straight from the airport on late Monday/early Tuesday. He showed up earlier than he led me to believe (he's sneaky like that) and when he called and said he was on my porch I ran outside and tackled him in my towel. I think with him being gone so long it only cemented the feelings I already had for him. I love him, like whoa.

We exchanged our Valentine's Day gifts. I got a Fossil watch and a sweet pair of big Chanel sun glasses. He also got me a pool stick, which he sanded down the shaft and stained it darker and then wrote both of our names on it. It's really pretty, and I know he spent a lot of time on it.

I got him a new necklace (since he threw the one I didn't like over the hill by his grandma's house in Arizona) and a photo album with both of our names engraved on it. I'm going to get him one more thing, but he doesn't know yet. Ha! Now who's sneaky!

Last night was the first night for either of us to stay at his new apartment. Since we're both currently poor I ate Reese's Cup cereal and he had some of the mac and cheese and tuna I made at my house. We ended up playing Rummy for hours, and had a blast. Unfortunately I wasn't quite the self-proclaimed Rummy Champion but I still did ok and we had fun. We're already that old couple.

Woke up this morning to his uncle coming in. It had finally snowed like I wanted it to, but I have to work, of course. Can't go sledding. Josh has dance tonight and I wanted to go, too. I'm going to leave work early though and snatch Mom's car so I can pick him up from dance and pick up my pay check from the house, my cell phone and charger, Josh's charger, and anything else I may need. I've got enough clothes for two more days of work (which Josh hung up and folded) but I'll need more since my next day off isn't until Wednesday. Plus, all of Josh's stuff is still at my house, and I'm sure he'd like clothes.

ick, this is creepy

2006-02-14T18:17:00.000-05:00

This is the first picture of Army of Anyone, the new band with the DeLeo brothers. Note how creepy it is. . .
You should see it right away. At least you should if you're my friend.

Ok, maybe this picture of Stone Temple Pilots will help.

It's official. AoA frightens me with their scary pseudo-STPness. (hehe, Pness)

Happy VD!

2006-02-14T16:39:00.000-05:00

No, not venereal disease. Valentine's Day, silly.

It seems that even after working for 10 days straight I'm still not going to get much of a break. Work's not going to be bad, busy personal days. It's ok, though. I wouldn't rather be doing anything else.

My plan to clean house didn't work out too well. I did do 5 loads of laundry, but then I got caught up on MSN games. Damn you Emmalene! (P.S. I stole your car last night and got a cheeseburger.)

Tomorrow night's going to be a bit busy. I work half a day tomorrow and then Emma wants visitors so that's where I'll be. Then at some point it's off to the My Way to guard a certain machine. I figure that if we're still in the lead we'll just play a few stupid games until the tournament's over. If we're not in the lead we're really going to have to step it up.

Pool tonight maybe. I do have a new stick I need to try out. :)

BEE RAD will never BEE AWESOME

2006-02-12T19:49:00.000-05:00

Did you know that when one tournament on the MegaTouch is over that the good folks at the My Way Lounge reset the machine and start a NEW tournament on a DIFFERENT game???

They do.

The new game is Chug 21. It's basically blackjack with five piles.

BEE RAD had the top score AGAIN when Emmalene, Emily, and myself showed up this past. . . Friday? Yes, it was Friday. We sat down and the top score was something like, 350,000 or so. Em and I started and sucked. High score was somewhere around 60,000.

Then it happened. The MegaTouch gods smiled down on me and I got 430,000.

Eat me, BEE RAD.

We're stopping by on the 15th (day before the tourney ends) to check up on our score. If we're out of first I'm pretty sure we're just screwed. None of our other scores were even high enough to make it on the board.

P.S. The My Way has a new jukebox. Get this: You can download songs.

Sweet (honey mustard).

We also learned a couple other things that night.

Emmalene's cleavage (see collar bone) goes "ERRNH!" when revealed.
Trip (see scary guy trying to get in my pants) just spent 13 months in jail.
Emmalene's imaginary boyfriend embarrassed her by spinning around in his chair and standing on his head.
Pickled sausage is bad and good simultaneously.
Between the three of us we'll eat one 90 cent pickled sausage.
Emily is much better than Emmalene at revealing the naked ladies.
Emmalene's imaginary boyfriend is the owner's son.
The other owner's son loves us and will buy us shots and songs and pay for pool.
I can clear a table from the break to the 8. No joke.
Josh can sleep through a million phone calls and decides to call back during my awesome game.
I can still shoot well (4 balls in a row) when on the phone.
Sparks rocks.
Trip gets jealous when I talk to Josh on the phone.

Tomorrow is my first day off in forever. I'm going to spend the night awake scrubbing the house down. Court is tomorrow at 9:00 am for the guy that broke into Autumn's car and took my purse ON MY BIRTHDAY.

I'm totally going to stand up, throw a shoe at him, and say, "You stole my purse so you might as well have the purse that matches, bitch!"

Hmm. . . maybe I shouldn't. The words contempt and assault come to mind.

wild and crazy

2006-02-10T16:49:00.000-05:00

It's all over. We didn't hear about it until the day before and after we did we pumped all our money into winning. We only got second. BEE RAD is apparently the winner of the My Way Trip Flip Tournament. Congratulations on your 12-pack of domestic beer.

Trip Flip is addictive. So addictive.

Started out with Em and I just making fun of it.
"Haha, who has a tournament on a MegaTouch (the touch screen games at the bar)?"

Then, we were curious about the game.
"Wonder what game it is. Trip Flip? What's that? Play the demo."

We decided to play a game. You know, feel it out.
"Let me see a quarter."

We got cocky.
"Oh, whatever. We can totally play this and win. We got this."

The next 3 hours (yes, 3 hours) were filled with tension and shouting.
"You've got tens! Three, Four, Five! Three, Four, Five! A Joker!"

We left the My Way at 3:30 with 2nd place and tight stomachs and stiff arms from all the poking.

Josh called and wanted to know if we had a good time. We were still all pumped with adrenaline and bouncing around the Cobalt jamming to Britney's Greatest Hits. I informed him of what a dork his girlfriend was (which he already knew) and I think his worries about me going out with Emmalene and getting wild and crazy were finally put to rest.

I already bought his Valentine's Day present. There's one more little thing I want to get with it. I'm totally stoked. He already knows about the case for his pool stick that I got for him for when he gets back. The other thing he has no idea. I know Josh got me a pair of sunglasses (scratched a bit from the wreck, but I fall down enough that they would have been eventually). He said they're big enough to cover my eyebrows and that they'll look cute. I'm also pretty sure he spent much too much on a DKNY watch. . . but time will tell.

I can't wait until he comes back. It's driving both of us crazy.

Nick called while I was on the phone with Josh last night. It seriously took me a sec to figure out who's number it was. I didn't answer, of course. He left a voicemail and called back and left another voicemail. I checked them 2 hours later when Josh and I got off the phone. All it was was an indecipherable drunk message with Jason in the background. Ugh. I texted him and asked him not to call me anymore. Then I told Josh what I said. He just told me that no matter what Nick says, just to remember that he (Josh) loves me so much. I called him and told him it didn't matter what Nick said or did because Josh has treated me so much better in such a short period of time than Nick ever did in the 3 1/2 to 4 years that we were together. Then we got off the phone and I got this message: I'm not going to be around forever but as long as I am I want you to be right there with me.

I know. We're sick. Of course I sent an equally disgusting one back, but I'm not going to make you lose your lunch today.

I'm out to smoke and work and such.

Fatness

2006-02-06T13:38:00.000-05:00

You all know how I love my food, right?

Well, Emma and I went upstairs to get sub buns and cheese from the cafeteria. The plan was to make meatball subs with the meatballs brought in from a superbowl party. We get our buns and 8 slices of provolone and then some mozzarella sticks

and some meatloaf

and some mashed potatoes

and some corn

and a peanut butter iced chocolate brownie.

I can't move.

OMG out of breath

2006-02-05T19:57:00.000-05:00

Scott Weiland, in addition to his follow up solo album to 12 Bar Blues, will also be working on his memoirs. I knew about the memoirs, Desperation No. 5, and I knew about the solo album (he may be working with Tim McGraw) but I just found this out:

Scott will be working with Von Dutch to put out his own clothing line.

*deep breath*

Now I really will be able to fit into his pants!

Poor Josh. I hope he realizes he'll be wearing it.

melk

2006-02-04T19:18:00.000-05:00

Hehe, I love looking in my text message inbox. Apparently 15 minutes after Josh and I got off the phone (and I passed out) he sent this message:

Jay (Leno) said scientists made a miniature cow. . . I think the melk is next.

Hehe *leg slap* I love it! (and him)

yawn

2006-02-04T17:26:00.000-05:00

Ah crap. I stayed up too late again.

Josh, get back into my time zone so you'll quit keeping me up late.

Dammit, it's just going to happen again tonight.

Yeah, I know. I can't wait.

So I found something funny. It's Lego Suicides. It cracked me up for the two seconds it took. But then I'm kinda lame.

Also, today I realized that I really like Paris Latsis. He seems kinda nice and there's something that I like about his fashion sense. Homeless chic.

This is day two of my 10 in a row 10 1/2 hour work days. Luckily, b/c I'll be working until I'm crazy, every day will blend in and before I know it, J.Mike will be back. I'm going to jump on him and give him the biggest soft hug (he has a broken rib people). Then we'll play pool and race Big Macs and then watch MTV until 8 am and then I'll get up to get ready to go to work, but not before asking for 4 more minutes and calling him a fucking bitch and getting mad because he let me sleep for 15 minutes instead of 5 without me knowing. If I only ask for 5 minutes, then you're supposed to wake me up after 5 and tell me how long it's been. Then I'll ask for 5 more and then 5 more after that. He let me sleep 15 without telling me, so I wasn't ready.

Oh, and of course the thing with the car accident isn't going to be easy. Apparently the guy that hit Josh (in the front driver's side fender) just got insurance THAT DAY. So the insurance company may deny the guy's claim or some shit, but they can't get out of paying Josh and his mom. The cop said it was a good thing Josh had his seat belt on or he'd have been in real trouble.

(We all know Josh, and we all know damn well he wasn't.)

Anyhow, he's in a lot of pain and won't be going into work for a little while. I'm worried because on top of the migraines he still gets from a bus accident back in the day, this won't feel good on top of all that. Hopefully he gets some sort of settlement out of all this that will help him.

Looks like I may run around with Aut a bit tonight. We'll see. . . I'm kinda sleepy.

Time to work!

pool, po's, and car wrecks

2006-02-02T14:21:00.000-05:00

I just dropped Em off for her meeting with her probation officer. She's going to call when she's done. Technically she's not allowed to hang out with me b/c she's not supposed to associate with anyone who drinks. That's ok though, I Febrezed my hair so no one would be the wiser.

Last night I hung out with Autumn. Our love of pool will rekindle our love for eachother. Hopefully this will become an ongoing thing. I love her to death and can't live without her. She's my water! (You know, like how you need water to live?)

Drank way too much last night. I definitely came home and puked so the world would sit still. Still need to chew my food better. I could actualy make out all of the toppings from the pizza I ate earlier in the day. I was like "Hey! There's some green peppers!" Ok. That's gross.

Josh also called last night while I was with Autumn. Poor thing got into a car accident. Apparently some douche bag ran a red light, then tried to blame Josh. The guy got out of the car and was like "What are you doing?" and started yelling to call an ambulance for his wife. Josh got out and yelled back "What are you doing? My light's green!" Miraculously the woman was healed.

The air bags deployed and he ended up going to the hospital, but he took a shower first, because that's Josh. He sent a picture to me of him in a neck brace and I freaked out all over again. Broken rib, bruised spine, and a contusion on his head.

He was really lucky, not only because he walked away but because someone called the police station saying they witnessed the accident and Josh wasn't at fault. This is good because for some reason they figure it's always the young one's fault.

Em just called and she's done with her meeting. Apparently it only took two minutes. Time to fly!

. . . (hehe, look em, a flower!)

2006-02-01T16:29:00.000-05:00

Autumn called me and left a message for me today. When I returned her call she let me know her grandpa had passed away.

I knew I was going to be upset, I just didn't realize how upset.

I know it's been hard to tell lately but I love Autumn to death. I feel horrible about everything that's happened, and I'm sure she finds some small satisfaction in that.

I just feel like there's some amazing connection (geez that sounds gay) between me and Josh and we owe it to ourselves to figure out what it is between us.

I love Autumn and I love Josh and it's frustrating that I'm not supposed to be able to do both.

Anyhow, Aut's supposed to let me know when the viewing and graveside service are taking place. Even though tomorrow's my last day off until the 13th I'm sure no one will object to me leaving and coming back. (As long as I come back.)

Aut, if you read this, I love you and miss you and if you need ANYTHING I hope you know that I'm still here.

i've got talent

2006-01-31T14:22:00.000-05:00

Last night was free pool at Beef's, as usual.

Picked up Chris and Brian from BFE and headed out, stick in tow (with it's shiney new case).

When we got there they wouldn't let Brian in. I'm over 21 so I was cool and Chris blew right past the guy checking IDs. I wasn't paying attention to the fact B couldn't get in and I'd lost Chris. B apparently decided he'd walk home and not tell anyone, so we had to leave and go get him. Needless to say, we found him and he got in.

I played some against Joey Barker and Johnny. Butchie was there and I played him the most. (Boy did his whole demeanor change when I mentioned I had a boyfriend.) Mitchell was there and was trying to get me to bet Butchie (I did win a couple times, but I'm not stupid) and even said he'd put up the money. No. I'm not that good. I just had a decent night. I would still be so much better if I'd actually take my time.

Got home (learned a new way) much too late and talked to Josh much too late. Finally passed out at 5am and can't wait to do it all again tonight.

Maybe I'll go out in M-ta tonight and play a bit of pool. Who knows. I also haven't seen Opie in a while. He probably thinks I'm dead. I do have the car tonight, so we'll see.

Some wonderful people brought us 3rd Street Deli today at work. Plus there's cake. Naturally, in true Deanna fashion, I've already spilled balsamic vinegar all the way down my leg. Ta-da!

It's talent, people, really.

poofy bunny

2006-01-29T15:36:00.000-05:00

I always love when I find a new website to frequent. It's so much fun.

This one's pretty good. Definitely cute. The comic section is definitely worth checking out if you're like me and have a shit ton of free time to kill.

So enjoy Poofy.

lots of food

2006-01-29T11:13:00.000-05:00

All I can say is good thing Emmalene's my roommate.

Last night I called her to see where she was at. I was hungry and I wondered if she wanted to order some food. She didn't answer and I left a message.

I grabbed the Smitty's menu off the fridge and picked up my phone. I ordered a 10" pepperoni and cheese pizza, jalapeno poppers (cream cheese), a chocolate chip ice cream cookie (they were out of oatmeal), and a 2 liter of Cherry Coke.

Then Em came back and we decided to get chinese. We called China Fun and she got sesame chicken with veggie lo mein and I ordered a pint of shrimp and broccoli.

I ate a couple pieces of pizza, some of my cookie, all of the jalapeno poppers and all the shrimp and broccoli.

So good.

P.S. Emmalene, tell me what Josh is sending me. I'm all impatient.

i'm marrying my sandwich. . . or josh

2006-01-27T17:54:00.000-05:00

I told Josh I was going to leave him for the Turkey Artichoke Panini from Panera. He didn't seem to take it too well.

Maybe he's just grouchy because he just woke up. I'm sure he'll understand once he tastes it.

Last night we had a humongous talk about us. I think it went well. I can't wait until he comes back. I told him about how I could marry him tomorrow and know I'd be happy for the rest of my life. He mentioned the time that the two of us were at Beef's and Beef told us that we looked really good together and to just get married (and that he'd buy the keg. Don't think I'll forget that!) and Josh just told me the first thought in his head to that was "love to." Hehe, plus his mom told him when we do that we need to go to Vegas so she can go. She's so cute.

We're going to start going to dance when he comes back, but with one rule. He's not allowed to make fun of me. So he's going to teach me some couples dances and such. It should be fun. I'm changing my work schedule so I can go with him.

I may be able to move in with him sooner than originally thought, too, but we'll see.

wait for it. . .

2006-01-25T11:44:00.000-05:00

Yesterday was awful, just because I was sick and at work.

Today should be better.

Last night I got a bunch of sleep. I went to bed at 11pm and slept until 9 this morning, minus an hour and a half interruption from Josh at 3, but that was welcome.

I'm at work again, but I'm all drugged up and ready to go.

Emmalene's been sick, too. Except, she's been throwing up. Neither of us has had an appetite so we're both starting to look a little gaunt. My ass shrunk down from 38 1/4 inches to 35. It's a little depressing seeing as I was trying to get it bigger. At least when I'm feeling better I can build it up with some muscle. I'll start to excercise and continue tanning and I'll look amazing by the time somebody decides to get his ass back into town. Wait for it. . .

When he comes back we're going to start running together. That should be amusing. Hopefully we'll actually run and not do what we normally do, which is stay up and talk all night and then lay in bed all day. We suck at motivation. Of course, he's been lifting so maybe he'll have enough energy to get me to actually do something. I'm quite dangerous being that I'm pretty convincing and influential, and I can be a big sloth.

I'm starting to wonder if the bars have missed me. I'm sure they have. Monday when Chris and I went to Beef's I saw Barker and he gave me a big hug and we talked a bit. I was supposed to get ahold of Opie, but the sick set in and I didn't really move a whole lot. Luckily, I don't work this weekend so hopefully there'll be some fun. If I can get Chris away from all the sex I'm sure we'll get into some trouble. I know it'll just turn into another "we miss Josh" party, but it works.

Chris is going to be leaving on February 5th for boot camp. I'm trying to get something together but there are still a couple unknowns I need to figure out. We'll see what I can come up with.

Should probably start busting my ass now. I've been a slacker lately.

day off

2006-01-23T17:33:00.000-05:00

Yesterday I went to work late, mainly because I couldn't drag my sickly ass out of bed. I also left early because, yeah, the sickness. I got off the phone with Josh around 7 this morning. With him being 2 hours earlier than me and with him crossing into another time zone to hang out with friends, it really isn't too bad. At least he's having fun.

I didn't go to sleep until 7:30 (I had to watch Saved by the Bell, duh) and woke up about 2 today. Tonight it looks like Chris and I are going to hang out, maybe BU, we'll see.

My sickness is just about over with. My temp's back down to a level where it's not boiling my brain and my cough is starting to break up.

Ok, time to shower and then off to tan.

black death and washboard abs

2006-01-22T14:59:00.000-05:00

My temperature was up to 101 last night. Yay.

I picked Chris up last night and we made it to Beef's around 1:00. Shot some pool, then left. We went to Walmart where he got a couple DVD's and I bought both of us some medicine. Me, I have the plague. Yup, some good ol' black death right here. Chris has mono, maybe. All he knows is that Rachel just found out she has had it for the past 4 weeks. Yeah.

On the plus side, my deep low cough has caused me to continuously contract my abs to the point of being sore. I'm going to be sooo ripped when I'm healthy again.

I'm leaving work early today. They don't want me here when I'm infectious and I don't mind.

P.S. My phone is on again. I'm going to upgrade my minutes and texts so everybody can talk to me again without annoying interruptions like this. Yay! I'm back in touch with the real world!

Well, not quite. I am a little loopy from all the sick.

so. . .

2006-01-21T19:24:00.000-05:00

I have a couple things to address, bear with me.

Autumn, if you still read this, this is for you.

Don't go around lying about what happened that day. I know you're hurt, but how does making stuff up help? You, no matter how much you think you did, did not tell me to "get my shit and go." You asked if there was anywhere I wanted you to take me and I said home. You asked, "why didn't you tell me sooner?" and I said that I tried but you were sleeping. Then I said, let me get my stuff and you said that I didn't have to and you could bring it to me later.

I'm sorry that you know ALL about mine and Josh's relationship. That sucks. I know you're just going to think whatever you want about the situation but we fell in love, and we can't help that.

I also didn't tell you that Chris didn't know. I didn't tell you whether anyone knew or not. I said that not even Chris knew when/if Josh was/would come back.

I didn't want to bring this up, although it is a valid point. You did something very similar to Rachel.

Heidi did something similar to you.

You did something similar to Heidi.

I still love you hon, and though you may want to smack me, I'll still be there whether you want me there or not if something happens with your grandpa. You know I don't pray, but I do pray for him and your family.

the plague

2006-01-21T13:07:00.000-05:00

Not much in news for me today. I talked to Josh for forever yesterday and we went back and forth a bit on him coming here and me going there. We'll see. . .

Josh ended up getting a job at the Sunglass Hut in the mall in Laughlin. This means all sorts of fashionable eyewear coming my way. He'd better not go crazy. He's already picked out about a zillion pairs. Silly boy.

I meant to call Chris yesterday and chat for a second. I did call around 1:00 but he was probably still in bed or doing things that people do when they live in the buttcrack of nowhere. I didn't bring my cellphone to work and I had written the number down on the back of my cigarette box, thinking that I was smart. Well, I was smart until I threw it away after my last break when it was empty. Bra-vo, Deanna.

All-in-all not a bad day. The worlds worst cough won't pass, but I'll live. Unless it's the plague, which I'm starting to think. (No, AnnaLe, I don't think it's the Ebola virus.)

Okey doke, looks like it's about time to pretend to work. . . or maybe eat instead. Hmm. . . what to do, what to do?

(We all know what I'm going to do.)

i can't help it

2006-01-20T22:29:00.000-05:00

I really wish she could understand how hard this decision was to make. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt my best friend, but Josh is also my best friend. She can say she's mostly mad about the fact that we hid it from her, whatever. The fact remains that she's mad and she was going to be mad either way.

No offense meant towards anyone involved, but she didn't know him the way I know him. I could tell when he was fake around her and when she was fake around him. I don't get pissed off when he teases me and calls me a dork and tells me to go back to "dorkville" because I know in about 5 seconds he's going to pull me back over towards him. I know that when he says he loves me he means it, and that even though he's in Arizona I can trust him and he trusts me entirely. His grandma likes me and his mom loves me. His mom said she could always tell who he'd been hanging out with by what kind of mood he was in. I love the way he smiles when something actually grabs him and he can't help it, and I love that he does it all the time when he's with me.

Autumn was my very best friend and I wish she could understand what a difficult decision this was for me. I tried to avoid it but how often do you feel this swept away by someone? I could seriously marry him tomorrow and know that I would be happy for the rest of my life.

We've already talked about moving in together and talked about me moving to Arizona. Neither one of us keeps anything from the other and he doesn't lie to me. I know he's lied to past girlfriends, and I know he's cheated on past girlfriends, but he's only cheated on the ones who've treated him badly. I also know him too well for him to be able to lie to me.

I know mine and Autumn's friendship is over, and that sucks. It really sucks. I still don't feel like I'm the one that threw out this friendship. Yes, I damaged it, but I didn't throw it away. She always said I was her heart, so why can't she understand why I did this?

I'm not asking for immediate gratification on this matter whatsoever, but if she could for once just listen to my side and how I feel without asking why I would do this to her I think it would help.

I didn't set out to do anything to her. It's not about her.

Alright, it's time for me to pass out. I'm dead. 'Night!

2006-01-20T14:14:00.000-05:00

I just went outside to smoke (I know, spare me) and while I was sitting in the courtyard I saw something mildly disturbing: New leaves on trees.

Are you kidding me? I looked closer and all of the trees definitely have buds on them.

Terrific. When the fuck is it going to snow like we all know it's supposed to so I can go sledding? What the hell is this crap?

Seriously, winter, we get it. You're so funny. Now, do what you're supposed to and make it cold so we're not overrun with bugs and stuff and give us at least one good late frost so we'll have really good maple syrup. Quit sucking. Kapow!*

*That's me, cracking my whip.

time zones are gay

2006-01-20T12:50:00.000-05:00

Wow, good thing I didn't wake up until 5pm yesterday. Last night I didn't get off the phone with Josh until quarter to 5am, which sucks for him since he had his first day of work today. After I got off the phone I finished making my lunch and then watched some Martha Stewart Living (which I love) and fell asleep at 7. Then I woke up at 7:30 to take Emmalene to court.

EMMALENE HAS A PROBATION OFFICER! Ha, told you I'd post it before you. Hehe, I'm so sneaky.

We ate McDonald's after that and then headed home so I could get ready for work and then Mom came and picked me up.

*Sidenote: My car should be fixed sometime this week, but the insurance is saying they won't pay for the $5000 in damage that the deer caused. Looks like I'm going to start an argument with them b/c this is totally not cool.

I got to work early and talked to Josh for a few seconds, then he got to work and had to go. Then about 11:15 I walked back into my office and had two messages, both from him. Apparently since his job is in Laughlin, Nevada and he's in Arizona he crosses into a new time zone. Well, dipstick thought backwards and when he had to be there at 9 he left at. . . wait, what the fuck did he do? Now I'm confused. Either way, he left at the wrong time and got there at 8 instead (which is kinda silly because why would he leave at 15 till 9 his time when that's when he's got to be there their time?) so he went back home feeling a tad silly. I just laughed at him. Cracks me up.

she knows. . .

2006-01-20T05:45:00.000-05:00

Autumn knows about mine and Josh's relationship now, so I suppose I can tell everyone.

Josh and I are in love. I really care about him and I miss him so much. I can't wait to see him again and I am seriously thinking about wasting $300 to go see him. His mom loves me and wants me to go out there and work at one of the hospitals and his grandma likes me and thinks I've been a good influence on him. He even told her he loves me and wants us to spend more time together so we can really get to know eachother.

On the other hand, I feel like I've lost Autumn.

When I was talking to Mom about this (because I had to talk to somebody) we ran through all possible senarios. Basically, it comes down to the fact that when Autumn's ready, if she ever is, she'll be my friend. If not, then I hope we can still be cordial with eachother.

I love her to death and I really hope she knows this. It sucks that I can't have all the people I care about in my life at the same time.

Orange Marmalade: The Underated Preserve

2006-01-17T16:32:00.000-05:00

I just realized today how fast I can actually kill a jar of this stuff. I'm looking at a 12 oz. jar of the stuff that I bought yesterday and it's already half gone.

Emmalene! If you read this pay attention to this part! I have clothes in the washer, you can put them in the dryer if you want, but there is a green v-neck sweater in there. Don't dry it!!!

Man, I hope she reads this.

good-bye

2006-01-13T18:21:00.000-05:00

Today is my last day of work before the weekend. I'm so stoked to sleep tonight.

Last night was my last night with Josh before Arizona. I showed up to dance (after it was over) to pick him up. We ran some errands and then dropped his dad's car off at his house and cruised over to Beef's in Em's car. After Beef's we went to B-Dub's and ate (of course) and shot some more pool. We left there about one and headed to Marietta where we hung out and stayed up until about 4:30. It should be noted that Josh was supposed to be home at 3am to pack and clean and they were leaving at 7:30am. Well, we fell asleep and all I know is I woke up to him saying, "Deanna, it's 6:40, wake up and take me home." I did. And I sobbed.

He gave me his hoodie and I gave him the pajama pants he always wears when he comes over.

I'm really going to miss him.

mish mash

2006-01-07T18:11:00.000-05:00

So, the whole Scott Weiland tribute on VH1 Classics may not actually be happening. It was on their site, but someone must've jumped the gun because they took it down and made the people at Below Empty take the link down. Bummer.

On New Year's Day (driving home from the bar after celebrating) it occurred to me that I'm going to be 25 this year. I almost had to pull the car over to catch my breath. Not so stoked about that. Matt at the pharmacy told me that his 25th year was bad. He pretty much had a breakdown and shut himself off from everyone. I'll probably hit TWO deer when I turn 25. I have this list at home, I'll have to post it, of everything I want to accomplish before my birthday. For the most part it's movies I want to watch (Sorry Josh, "Harold and Kumar" is not one of them), books I want to read, and things I want to learn how to do. I know, right? What a fun year I have ahead of myself. Learning how to play pool was one of the 'to learn' things. I'm going to change it to 'get really good at.'

*Sidenote* Two people in one night told me I should be in a league and one guy's trying to get me to go to Vegas with him. I'm not that good. . . yet.

Josh (j.mike) recently broke the news that he's moving to Arizona on Wednesday. I'm really going to miss him. Autumn and him aren't seeing each other anymore (as of the 30th) and so it's tricky finding time to hang out with them both separately. Aut and I play pool almost everyday and j.mike was usually right there with us. I hate to say it but it'll be easier on me once he leaves, not to say I want him to go. His mom, who loves me, said that I can visit. Maybe they'll fly me out one of these days. He better not go out there and make new friends. Jerk.

Tomorrow, Josh is taking me out to dinner. We're going to the Outback, I believe. I have to work until 9:30 pm and then make myself pretty. I'm going to try to get most of the prettiness done tonight and in the morning so I don't have to set up shop in the pharmacy bathroom. All I'll have to do is change my clothes.

(Geez, I'm going to miss him.)

Mom about scared the bejeezus out of me. She said that eight (I think it was eight) newly arrived troops were killed. My stomach dropped. After hearing everything Jason went through. . .

Oh, and I may also be getting pink eye. Terrific. Just what I needed. Tricia at the pharmacy said it could just be my sinuses. I definitely think I have a sinus infection. I'll blow my nose in the morning and it's blood, all blood. Then I hock up a bunch of blood and it's, well, you don't want to hear about this.

On a final note, check out Cute Overload and look at the bunnies (they're my favorite) and look at Kitten War, too.

Josh, I doubt, seriously doubt you read this, but I wanted to let you know that I love you. You're by far one of my favorite people to hang out with. Except, maybe, when I beat you at pool. You're such a sore loser. I like winning and it's hard to rub it in your face when you're throwing down pool bats and punching walls. I'm going to miss you sooo much and I hope you know that. What am I going to do without you?

I don't know.

Tony

2005-12-28T12:19:00.000-05:00

Those of you who know me know that I rarely like older guys. Very rarely does one catch my eye. We all know Scott Weiland is the love of my life.

Recently, I was upstairs at work watching TV with Matt and ESPN was on. Do you guys know Tony Reali???

I'm in love. As soon as I figure out what channel ESPN is I'm totally watching it again.

I miss him

2005-12-27T20:47:00.000-05:00

My brother called me tonight from Iraq. I'm sooo excited that I got to talk to him but it took everything in me to not cry on the phone with him and still maintain a normal sounding conversation.

I don't think it sounded normal at all.

It's hard for me to pick on him and tease him when he's over there. I couldn't even tell him one of the million stories that's happened lately, even about stupid stuff. Maybe it's because it feels so lame when he's over there.

He's going to call me back tomorrow night so I'm going to make a list of stuff to talk about and then practice so I don't sound like a blubbering robot.

Somebody Loves Me

2005-12-16T16:49:00.000-05:00

Just read that in Spring of 2006 VR will be putting out a new CD. While this is great news it's not the reason for this post.

Scott Weiland has started on his second solo album. I know, right?

I can't wait.

2005-12-14T19:10:00.000-05:00

I've been pretty grouchy lately. If you don't know all the details, I'll catch up with you later. None of it really needs to be posted here.

Anyhow, I suddenly snapped out of it today, around 4:30 and all I had to do was flip my invisible switch. I'm over it/boys and it's time to do me. I know how I am and I'm not this girly girl who's going to cry over someone who doesn't even care about me.

That being over. . .

Last night I got a speeding ticket, 55 in a 35. At least he left off the construction zone part, and at least I was driving. Aut had been drinking and so had Josh. I had to actually get out and get in the cruiser b/c he wanted to make sure I hadn't been drinking and Aut reeked. He was actually pretty nice and we joked around a bit. Fun.

I also shot pool last night like a fucking champ. I am getting much better, and J. Mike is helping me out a bit. I learned how to put some draw on the cue ball and my overall skills are getting better.

Tonight Autumn and Josh (who are officially back together) are picking me up from work (they're leaving line dance early???) and I'll get ready and we'll all go out and play. Yay!

No work tomorrow, thankfully. I'll be staying at Aut's house (naturally) and taking her to work tomorrow and then I'm headed to Marietta where bills, laundry, dishes, Meatwad, and a crooked kitty need to be taken care of.

I will leave you with this from Girls Are Pretty, though. Cracked me up.

Live Through It Day!
Stay alive 73 days. Then 31 more. After that, go twelve more years, breathing. Then a day. Then play it by ear. Anytime you think you can't do one more day, say to yourself, "People sometimes give you brownies when you're alive, but not when you're dead. Also, I think I look pretty in skirts. If I died, my eyes would bloat up and go black as 8 balls and I would never get the chance to put on a skirt and check my own shit out again." It won't help, but it'll stall you for a little while.Happy Live Through It Day!

I had an egg sandwich for breakfast today

2005-12-11T18:54:00.000-05:00

It was so good.

New Stuff

2005-12-10T14:41:00.000-05:00

I've found a couple of new blogs lately that make me giggle.

The first one is Mindy Raf's. I have in recent weeks come to "heart" her and someday I will go to one of her shows. She cracks me up.

The next I just found today and I shook with quiet laughter. Check out Girls are Pretty, and try not to vibrate off your seat.

Bland Tuesday

2005-12-06T19:16:00.000-05:00

If you go here, you'll get the gist of my terrible, horrible, no good, very bad birthday. I don't really care to tell it even once more.

My brother called the other day and let us know he made it to Iraq okay. Still anxious on the whole situation, especially since Turner came back. He has so many wonderful stories that I'm even more on edge, if possible.

I'm currently living at Autumn's house. This way I have a ride to and fro and all I have to do is pick her up on time. Plus since we rode in the same car 90% of the time and pay for eachother's gas, it really isn't much different.

We went to Beef's last night to play some free pool (and drink free drinks) and had a blast, which is good considering now Autumn's sick and I'm getting there. I also need to buckle down at work and get my shit straightened out. Therefore we won't be out for a while and last night being fun made it feel like we're leaving on a high note.

Only thing is, I played really well last night. I'm not so much looking forward to blowing at pool again.

sniff

2005-11-18T19:49:00.000-05:00

My brother called me a little before 8 this morning to let me know he was leaving Indiana for Kuwait. I was so zonked out but managed to talk for a while and give him my best. It wasn't until later today that I cried about it.

I'm so terrified that something will happen to him and I'll never see him again.

I can't wait until he sends us his address and we can start writing to him. I'm going to do it this time. I'll never forgive myself if I don't.

The boys work 9-1 tonight. I told them I'd pick them up from AE then. Hopefully they'll bring me something pretty.

Looks like Aut and I are going out tonight (shocker!) but first I'm going home to check to see if there's water. I'm such a shitty roommate. I had to hide the kids in case strangers were to come into the house. Hopefully everything's ok and that big hole in our neighbors' yard had a happy ending.

I did realize that it's not so much the water I miss (I can buy water) but it's the water pressure. I almost used a gallon of water trying to rinse my toothbrush.

Deanna Updates

2005-11-13T19:15:00.000-05:00

Been almost a week since I've posted, so let's get to some Deanna Updates.

Wednesday I played pool with Josh and totally won. You should have seen me banking shit. I even jumped a ball, on purpose and made the shot. Then I lost my mojo momentarily and Chris and I teamed up against Aut and Josh. For the most part, we all blew by then.

On Wednesday night my step-sis' (Jenny) father passed away. He had a heart attack. I almost cried when she told me. I couldn't go to the funeral on Saturday b/c work sucks and I'm here all the time.

I stayed with Autumn's grandpa on Thursday while her grandma ran some errands. Shit, I really am part o' the fam.

Thursday night the All American Team (as Em likes to call them) Josh, Chris, Adam, Brian, and Morgan all came over to my house to par-tay. They semi-trashed the house, nothing major. I would say Josh helped me clean up the kitchen, but that would be a lie. He did it himself. Love him! Adam, Brian, and Morgan all stole my car when no one was looking, so if anyone wants to donate a clutch let me know.

Thursday night (early Friday) Emmalene left to go see Angie, so I've been sans roomie for a while.

Friday work sucked because I had zero sleep from the night before. I dropped Josh and Chris off in the Burg around 8 and then skittered on home to hose off. I still looked ugly and almost fell asleep at work.

Friday night Josh and Aut came to M-tta and chillaxed awhile. The vodka had to be hidden and the three of us found out that we had never-have-I-evered not a lot.

Saturday morning Aut drove me in my car to work and I almost fell asleep again. I need to show Josh how to turn on a dryer so when he switches out my clothes for my sheets, they actually dry and I can go to sleep an hour earlier.

Saturday afternoon Aut picks me up to visit (it'd been hours since we'd seen eachother) and showed me where she broiled herself in the tanning bed. Crap.

Last night was going to be an early night. Autumn passed out from the lobster fever and I snuggled up in my bed in Marietta. Then The Godfather Part II came on and I didn't hit the hay until 4:30 when I could finally pull my head away. What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn't watch my boyfriend doing some of his best work.

Today I managed to get my work done by one and meet Aut for lunch. I somehow managed to take a ranch bath while Autumn slung granola across the room.

Purchased the System of a Down CD for cheaps and talked to the parents. I can see tonight turning into a night o' pool. AnnaLe will be visiting, hopefully we'll get to see her before her flight to Atlanta tomorrow.

Tuesday morning (severely early) I'll be driving my Mom and Step-dad to Indiana to see my brother. Darren's time in the states is getting shorter. While I'm going to miss him and worry about him while he's in Iraq. . . I'm totally going to pilfer his PS2 and enjoy every minute of my pseudo-ownership of it.

Time to check driving directions bitches! Mwah!

Be Like Me

2005-11-07T16:54:00.000-05:00

Ugh, clearly this is Paris trying to be me (note the bruise on her arm which is my bruise).

I knew I was a trendsetter, but I guess I didn't know the severity of my awesomeness.

borrowed from A Socialite's Life.

Running and Smoking

2005-11-06T20:37:00.000-05:00

I often wondered why you didn't see anyone jog and smoke simultaneously.

I tried it once. You get so dizzy it's crazy.

But at least The Phat Phree has wondered the same thing, and have animated it for my amusement.

Thank you!

borrowed from here.

I just hurt myself in the fattest way possible

2005-11-06T19:09:00.000-05:00

After writing about my running ambitions, I ran upstairs to get a bag of Doritos. (of course) When I went to grab the bag from the vending machine, I got my hand stuck and then pinched it. Now I have an injury to prove I'm fat. Hurrah.

Excercise (maybe. . .)

2005-11-06T19:00:00.000-05:00

So, I really am going to start running. I'm going to eat kinda healthy today so maybe I'll have more energy, I'll dress all aerodynamic and shit, and I won't even smoke.

Crap, this is going to be tough.

I may even carry a bottle of water!

I was checkin' myself out in the mirror and I came to the conclusion that I've lost some of the muscle in my legs and I need to lose my back fat. Running seemed to be the answer. I'll also pick back up on the push ups and sit ups.

I need to start now for bikini season.

Or, I might just sleep in.

I'll let you know.

What a Night/Early Morning

2005-11-05T12:11:00.000-05:00

Last night was oddly fun.

I met Autumn at the Moose to see the end of Ashlee's band play. I wasn't sure for a sec where the parking lot was, but found it after I'd settled on leaving my car on the basketball court. From the Moose we took Aut's car to the Nip.

People we saw at the good ole Nip 'n Cue ranged from John Brown (who's popping up everywhere. He must be this season's Chris Brown) to Robbie of the former "Erin and Robbie."
Travis asked when we were getting married, Robbie told me that either his lips or his nips hurt (it was loud), Autumn got into a heated discussion for not keeping better track of her beer, and I cracked John up.

We left the Nip at the usual 2:30-3 and headed towards 7th street for buckets of curly fries and slammers.

While leaving the Hardees Josh pulled up and saw a sight he didn't agree with and got pissed. Autumn sang a song about a baby with a quarter on it's chest and we picked my car up from the basketball court. From there, I called Josh to figure out what was up and then headed to his friend's house to do some damage control.

We sat outside on the hill and all of us chatted. Then we moved to my car and the 5 of us talked some more.

Once Josh chilled out a bit the convo naturally turned to driving my car. So I let them. These boys suck. You'd think a group of guys could work a stick better. I guess they are young and haven't had much experience. As we were heading back to B's house and I was showing all of them up with my abilities to not stall and not drop the clutch, Josh and I decided to race. (Yes, tons of good decisions on my part.)

We met at the McDonald's in the traffic circle and from there took off. When my car reached 90 mph we slowed (we were now in Vienna) and met at the other McDonald's, decided on a new racing point and started again. B and Morgan told me they were trusting me with their lives and to not kill them as we started from the light in front of the mall and went around the traffic circle, 90 mph again. Then we came to the "S" turns near Lost Tribe and it got a little hairy for a sec, but we all survived.

No one got pulled over (b/c all I need is another speeding ticket for going 60 miles over) and Josh did end up smoking me in the end.

*Note: Josh has some big truck with a V8 and I have a Passat. I was not far behind.*

We followed Josh home, and picked him back up. Then headed back to the hill. About 7 in the morning we decided it was time for Hardee's and shortly after I dropped everyone off and headed back home.

Head hit the pillow at 8 am, bitches.

Damn, I'm tired.

I did learn a few things from last night.

1. I really like to sleep and should do it more often.
2. Police don't patrol Grand Central between 4 and 5 am.
3. The parking lot beside the main one at the Moose is a basketball court.
4. John Brown does not think I'm as funny as I do.
5. I shouldn't let boys in my car; they get too excited.
6. Travis Cain really DID cover my cheeseburger in onions.
7. I'm old. (Thank Chris for this one. "What year were you born, 83? 84?" "1981" "DAMN! You're sooo old!)

2005-11-04T12:21:00.000-05:00

Isn't this a great pic of me and Autumn? Yeah, I thought so, too.

Busy Week, Last Day

2005-11-04T12:11:00.000-05:00

It seems to me that this has been a hectic week, though I'm not entirely sure why. Maybe I've just been stressed about everything.

On Tuesday I was in Mo-town to see Nick.

Wednesday (early Thursday) we were chillin' at the My Way when I got a call from Emmalene. Turns out she smashed her car (and body) so we rushed to Marietta Memorial. No broken bones, just a jacked up knee and a purple nose. Amen for concealer.

Thursday, still tired from the night before, I came to work late and found there wasn't a lot to do, thankfully. Emm called again and said she was at the hospital, here at St. Joe's. It was for her mom this time.

I'm hoping to get through today with little incident. I've got my lunch all ready and waiting for me (brussel sprouts and broccoli and cheese rice) and while I have plans for tonight, they're nothing fancy.

Today is AnnaLe's last full day in the Burg, so we must celebrate (mildly, since I have to work forever).

2005-10-31T19:54:00.000-05:00

Sorry to sound retarded, but I've been trying to clear my head lately and as sad as it sounds, when "Interstate Love Song" came on, it actually helped.

Sigh. . .

I feel so foggy lately. I'm not sure what's going on exactly, but I know it's difficult.

I'm worried that this is my mid-life crisis. That's depressing for 2 reasons:

1. My life is already halfway over. (Maybe it's a 1/3 life crisis)
2. What's going to happen during my actual MLC?

Last night at Autumn's I seriously could not breathe. I gasped a couple times and my chest got tight. When I start thinking about forever, the next 5-10 years, and being with one person I freak out.

All I want to do is run (and those who know me know I would much rather sleep than run) and keep running until I reach a place where I don't know anyone and no one can touch me and I don't have to think about anything relevent or make life defining decisions at the age of 23.

This blows.

Yay!

2005-10-27T17:38:00.000-04:00

I have to give a big "Happy Birthday!" to (my lover) Scott Weiland today. Happy 38! Mwah!

Broken

2005-10-26T12:37:00.000-04:00

Just another day. . .

Nick and I broke up the other day.

I just haven't been able to slip back into my comfort zone with him which has made me feel not like me. I think I still love him, but I just don't think I can do this anymore.

I'm definitely going to miss him, but I needed to do this.

I'm upset about it. I didn't want to hurt him, and I still have a hard time picturing me without him, but it's not like it used to be.

I'm sorry.

Pool Sharks

2005-10-24T16:28:00.000-04:00

Tonight Aut, AnnaLe, and myself are all going to Beef's tonight. It's free pool and Autumn and I are trying to perfect our skillz. We're actually starting to get pretty decent.

So, I just hopped out of the shower and decided that I didn't want to straighten and blowdry and such, so I put some curl gunk in my hair. Now it's huge. Whoa. I'm rethinking my Flashdance costume for halloween. I might be able to pull it off.

AnnaLe's Leaving

2005-10-21T20:46:00.000-04:00

AnnaLe and I went to Morgantown last night so we could get a jump on the apartment search this morning. We found her a cute little efficiency (which I'm a little jealous of).

Because AnnaLe doesn't realize what the implications of selfishly working for a non-profit organization are, I've made a list (of course).

7. No one will be there to misinterpret what I've just said, i.e. "Maybe he uses it to carry around all his pogs." (I still have no idea what was actually said.)

6. Really now, who's going to laugh at your jokes? "Oh no! It's the middle of October. I hope someone remembered to wake up Green Day."

5. What's going to come of your vocabulary! Words like, "Heeennnhhh" and "Boo-yah!" will fall out of use!

4. When you really don't want to go out and have planned a nice quiet evening in, you're going to end up staying in b/c I'm not there to drag you out.

3. You'll have to give Autumn back the coat you've stolen and whatever article of clothing you've managed to snipe out from under me.
2. Autumn will only have 2 friends.

1. I'll be 105 miles away.

SERIOUSLY

2005-10-18T14:20:00.000-04:00

I really think that everyone tells me I can't sing because it's what's expected of them when I start to. I've always been the girl with the "awful voice" or who "sounds bad" but I think maybe it's b/c that through the years I've let it be built up as such.

Ok, so the other day when I was in the car some Alicia Keys came on, and while I didn't hit every note I hit the majority.

To dispell the myth of my inability to sing I'm going to record a "Greatest Hits" mixed tape. It will have all the classics with a few songs off of "Deanna <3's Poop <3's Deanna" "F to the Lorida" some STP and more. I've been working on a few new songs such as VR's "Come On, Come In" and A7X's "Bat Country" in the studio (aka shower).

I thought about touring but "Deanna Unplugged" has been in the works for a while and I think it'd be nice to do something different for a change.

Still 38 1/4"

2005-10-16T03:37:00.000-04:00

It's really quite amazing what one night of boozin' can do for one's body. I'm still a little leary when it comes to alcohol, but I think that could be attributed to the fact that for the past 2 days I've still not sufficiently hydrated myself. When I hopped on the scale tonight it said 125. Wow. I can't remember the last time I weighed that. Out of curiosity I checked my body fat (Emmalene does have quite an amazing scale) and it said 16%, well within the 'low' mark.

Yay me.

Now to drink a coke and sleep.

Just enough to screw it up.

Whatever. *arms in air*

Opposite of Motivation

2005-10-15T15:06:00.000-04:00

Will my partying ways ever end?

Last night a very sleepy me went with Aut to the Eagles. Her friend was singing and we went for support. I did not drink as my stomach is still flipping around.

Shortly after leaving the Eagles we pranced our fine selves into the Nip. Aut hasn't been to the Nip in ages (ages = 3 months) and so fun was to be had. Saw a few people we know and like (Casey and Neil) and avoided those we didn't (Glow Bracelet Guy and the Ninja).

Tonight there was talk of going out and I was down for the most part (though no amount of Coke, salad, and McD's fries are taming my tummy) but considered bailing since by now I'm a bit tired. Then Christie, who used to work at the pharmacy with me came in. She's visiting from somewhere between C-ton and H-ton and asked what was going on tonight. I may have to go out now, but I'm going to drag my butt (all 38 1/4 inches of it) home early(ish).

P.S. McDonald's has begun Monopoly again. Yes! I'm a nerd and I love it though I never win more than a medium drink. But I'm still excited. Totally sweet (honey mustard).

EDIT

P.P.S. My new favorite word is meatnormous.

Drinking, Peeing in Parking Lots, More Cran and V and a Busy Telephone

2005-10-14T17:49:00.000-04:00

As far as being a good employee goes I've sucked this week.

After our rockin' Cedar Point trip I slept all of Sunday and had the crazy notion that I was off on Monday as well. Last month that's how it went down, but I've changed it since then. So, I got the call from Matt wondering where I was and making fun of me b/c I'm the one that makes the schedule.

Last night I partied my brains out at JP's and got drunk with a capital D-R-U-N-K. It was fun, except for not making it home until 12 hours ago and needing to be awake about 3 hours later. I did not make it. I woke up still drunk at 10:15 to Emmalene popping into my room to see if I was ok and to tell my my alarm was and had been going off. (Come to think of it, I set the alarm on my phone, too. Huh.) At that point I went back to bed and woke up at noon:30. Whoops! I wouldn't have been on time if I woke up when Em came in but definitely wasn't a passenger of the on-time bus by then.

Luckily, work was pretty cool about it.

So, I'm a closet drunk-dialer. Autumn called while I was getting ready and started laughing and I just thought, "Crap, I guess I left her a message."

Let me check the phone log. . .

3:50 am AnnaLe
3:53 am Autumn
3:55 am Casey
5:13 am AnnaLe
5:16 am Nick
5:18 am Voicemail (?)

And I know somewhere in there I also called Emmalene and Neil but I've also spoken to them today so it's not showing up in the log.

Damn, calling the Lovell's at 5 is getting a bit risky. Luckily AnnaLe answered. And my voicemail? Did I honestly think I'd missed something?

And to think, at some point my drunk ass convinced Em and AL that I was cool to drive. Hehe, I'm sneaky.

When we came out of JP's there was a huge puddle that was dribbling down the hill. Turns out, it was where SOMEONE (no names, but we all know who's a chronic parking pee person) had peed. Then I wouldn't sit in the back so I sat ON Em, and I remember my foot was on the dashboard. I'm sure it all made sense at the time.

Now, I'm hungry and I am at work so I'd better get ready b/c we're doing it all again tonight, only different local.

Geez Louise.

Scientology my ass!

2005-10-11T17:47:00.000-04:00

Now, I'm no Scientology expert, or religion expert for that matter, but doesn't the Scientology Celebrity Centre in Los Angeles where the likes of Tom Cruise and John Travolta attend sound a touch cult-ish? Hmm. . . maybe it's just me.

So, I measured my butt last night and it grew! I'm so stoked. 38 1/4 inches, fuck yeah!

gasp!

2005-10-10T20:08:00.001-04:00

whaaaa????

What? Work? Ick. Lame.

2005-10-10T19:30:00.000-04:00

Cedar Point was a blast. Might have been more fun (if possible) if not for the rain, wind, and general cold. Oh, and if we hadn't decided to ride the Mantis. Aut's back got jacked and it felt like my feet got twisted around backwards. All in all not bad though. Next time I'm going to wear about 5 more layers of clothing, seriously. While we were all cold, poor Emily may as well have been naked wearing about 2 layers less (one layer being a rain coat) than the rest of us. And all I can say is I'm so happy I opted for shell tops over sneaks b/c the plastic/leather combo, while cold, kept my feet dry. And sleep. Sleep would've been nice. After my one hour of sleep the previous night I figured I'd be out Friday night and therefore ready to go Saturday morning. Well, at 4 am my head hit the pillow and at 7:30 it was off again. We all probably could've slept longer if we'd have gotten the silly notion of fixing our hair in the morning out of our heads. Alas, out came the straiteners and on went the makeup. Silly girls. Silly silly girls.

On the plus side, my car is near spotless (I say near b/c now there's a bunch of bags of unwanted food in the back). Friday, Aut and I switched out cars and she cleaned it completely out. Yay! Aut wins the "Friend of the Fucking Month" award, especially b/c she funded my entire trip and bought me gas and Quizno's. Mwah my Aut!

Oh, did I mention I had to work today? I was shocked as well when Matt called at 1pm looking for me. Whoops! Wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't the one that made the schedule. At least I've been busy today.

P.S. I'm in the process of deciding whether or not to at Vogue magazine to my boycott list. Those of you who know how I like a nice thick fashion mag know that this is not an easy decision for me and know that for me to even think about it means that there must be a very good reason.

Apparently, Vogue has decided to run ads for fur (not the reason). When PETA wanted to run ads as well Vogue said "no" even though they were going to pay the same price (the reason).

There are a couple things I want to research before I decide, one being whether or not this is true. Basically, I also want to hear the magazine's side as well. Until I figure it out I will go on a Vogue hiatus.

Wish me luck! (Thank Allah for In Style.)

(Hehehe, Allah.)

Fo' Sho'

2005-10-07T15:03:00.000-04:00

Cedar Point tomorrow, bitches!!!

I realize it's only an amusement park, but I'm still totally pumped. I love that it's going to be cold outside, too. We'll all throw on some layers and rock it out. Yay! (This is where those of you who aren't going turn green with envy.)

Last night I got all gung-ho and cleaned my room and did four loads of laundry. I was on a mission. I didn't make it to bed until 8 this morning (and woke at 9am), but at least it looks like I've finally moved in. Now, if only Em and I can do something with those blank walls. . .

With what little sleep I've had I should be able to conk (sp?) out when I hit the pillow. At least that means I shouldn't have much of a problem waking up around 7 tomorrow morning.

Autumn (my date in this venture), says she's getting a cold. So, tonight I'm going to pump her full of Clarinex and vitamin C and some green tea. Hopefully she'll be feeling fine by tomorrow. Even if she's not, I'm sure she'll find a way to cope.

1996?

2005-10-06T17:23:00.000-04:00

I just ran through the list of stuff on eBay that Brit-Brit donated to to be auctioned off. At first I was thinking, "While I know there's going to be a lot of crap on here (i.e. the infamous flip-flops) she may have some cool stuff too." I thought maybe she gave stuff like the sock glove from the SuperBowl halftime show with Aerosmith and 'N Sync, the god-awful all denim dress, the shirt she was wearing when she boned Mr. Farrel, her cute and short lacey dress she wore that one time (for high end items), or even the red latex suit from "Oops! . . ."

Nope. The only thing that got me a little excited was that she gave away her "I have the Golden Ticket" shirt, but it's not even the real one. It's burgundy and autographed. Fuck that. Check it out for yourself. Maybe you won't be as disappointed as I was.

Last night Aut, Rod, and myself went to the Harmar Tavern where we saw Opie. From there the four of us went down to Front Street to the Double L. Woo. It was alright, that is, until they whipped out the Electric Slide.

So totally my favorite line dance song, hands down. (Not that it has much competition.)

I started to wonder when it was that I actually learned how to do it. Truth be told, I'm not even sure how far it dates back. Is far as I'm concerned it's always been a constant.

Well, I decided to do some research. . .

Research is not proving easy. It appears that it was performed by 20 Fingers and Dance Factor and released in 1996. I kept thinking it was older than that. That really bothers me because I thought maybe I'd learned it when I was like 10 or something. Hmm. . . Looks like it was also performed by those that brought us Short Dick Man.

Why is this all new to me? Did everyone else know about this and not me? So lost.

Lame

2005-10-05T19:26:00.000-04:00

Almost forgot to write about the dream I had Monday night.

Bear with me, it starts out fairly unoriginal.

So, I'm at the mall and Brad Pitt was just there doing something (I think shopping Grand Central style). He's walking through the parking lot and so naturally I jump on his back and yell "piggyback ride!" Finding me cute and funny (of course) he asks if I'd like a ride. We get in his van (?) and he's talking to me about all kinds of stuff. I'm not paying any attention, though, because I'm too busy trying to shut the door to the van. I slam it back and forth a couple times and the damn dome light just won't shut off. At some point I get it closed and roll down the window to be seen and wave at AnnaLe.

That's really about it.

I didn't even care what he had to say? Maybe this is my body telling me that I'm definitely on team Aniston.

Much nothing

2005-10-05T17:30:00.000-04:00

Countdown to Friday! Looks like I'll be hitting Marietta-town that night with Aut and then the next day will be chillaxin' at Cedar Point, all curtousy of Autumn, for which I am most greatful.

Morgantown on Monday and Tuesday was fun. I wish I got to see Nick more, but I understand. No biggie.

*sigh* It's sooo hard being a trendsetter. After I sliced bangs onto myself AnnaLe decided she wanted her hair cut, and that maybe she did like bangs afterall. So, last night I chopped some locks off of her head. Countdown until Erin decides she wants her hair cut as well.

"I'd suck dick for fashion. There was a time when I'd have sucked dick for coke. I don't need to though, I'm rich." - Scott Weiland

odiferous

2005-10-03T15:17:00.000-04:00

In Mo-town today. I've done nothing so far, which really makes me lazy considering Nick and Brian have already been bouncing in and out of class and/or going to work. Blah, I'm such a slug. I love it!

Also, I smell like a boy. I didn't bring any shave gel or anything so I used theirs. I didn't figure it would be this overpowering. It seems like I have on more scent than I ever wear. Whew!

I finally got to see Trent on BWE (thanks to Nick's DVR). Boy, he was right, blink and you miss it. But still, I'm happy for him.

If you haven't already checked it out go to The Post Show -- it's truly great.

I'm not alone!

2005-10-02T18:49:00.000-04:00

See number 7.
Thanks Em.

(And duh to number 19.)

Blech

2005-10-02T15:33:00.000-04:00

Ugh, I had the worst dream last night. I'm pretty sure I've had it before, or at least something similar.

Usually I'm not one to get thrown off by a nightmare. I don't even mind them really. I realize that everything happening is too far out there to be true and I kinda go along with the ride.

This one though. . .

I'm going to have to look up what it means. I was being chased and I'm not sure why or anything. I keep thinking that it was some guy. AnnaLe was there and she was running with me. At one point, some of the people that were chasing us lured her over to them (and she went b/c it's AnnaLe) and when I got her away from them she was all drugged up. When asked she said that she'd had too much strychnine (naturally) and something about having been tricked. A car pulled up and someone said to get in. It was Bob, AnnaLe's dad. I told her we were leaving with her dad and she kept saying over and over "that's not my dad." I said it was and that it was fine and she was too high to know better. Her dad and I picked her up and put her in the back seat. I get shotgun and start to buckle up when I look over and it's definitely not Bob. I scream and jump out (sorry AnnaLe, I guess I left you).

I don't remember much else but there were a lot of dogs after me or around me. Some were tied up and I kept trying to hide but they were barking so much.

I do remember that the cinematography in my dreams is getting much better. Right before I woke up the guy saw me. It cut back and forth between the two of us a few times. Close up of me, long shot of him (still not seeing me), close up of me, shot that zooms in on him as his head turns, I furrow my brow (close up), he sees me and smiles (close up).

As soon as I woke up I grabbed Sunshine and turned my pillow over.

What does it mean when you're being chased in a dream?

...

Chase dreams often stem from feelings of anxiety in your walking life. The way we respond to anxiety and pressure in real life is typically manifested as a chase dream. Running is an instinctive response to physical threats in our environment. Often in these dream scenarios, you are being pursued by some attacker, who wants to hurt or possibly kill you. You are running away, hiding, or trying to outwit your pursuer. Chase dreams may represent your way of coping with fears, stress or various situations in your waking life. Instead of confronting the situation, you are running away and avoiding it. Ask yourself who is the one chasing you and you may gain some understanding and insight on the source of your fears and pressure.

A more direct analysis of chase dreams is the fear of being attacked. Such dreams are more common among women than men, who may feel physically vulnerable in the urban environment. These dreams are inspired by fears of violence and sexual assault in which we are so over-exposed from the media. The violence that the media portrays magnifies our fears and how at risk we all are.
via Dream Moods

...kickin' as time rips by

2005-10-01T18:31:00.000-04:00

Welcome to the longest day ever!

So, I was getting ready to hop into the shower the other day when something caught my eye. Something silver that the overhead light was bouncing off of. Scissors. I picked them up and before I knew it: Bangs. Short bangs. They really don't look bad though. They actually look good. I haven't had any for a while and I think my hair looks much better pulled back now. They kinda dress up an otherwise bland forehead.

For the past week I've been addicted to my new favorite CD: 12 Bar Blues, Scott Weildand's solo album. I've had it for close to a year and I've listened to it, but not really. But lately. . . I . . . Love . . . It! I'm thoroughly convinced that Scott's a fucking genius. Like, I love some STP and the DeLeo's but Scott, wow. You can really hear him throughout every STP album and VR and it's just continued in 12 Bar. Wow. Now then, if he would just meet me so he could start falling in love with me. . .

As we're really getting into fall and soon winter, I feel the need for change. Most may view spring as the time of change, but I love fall. Nothing could make me feel better about getting up and driving to work more than smelling the cold air, watching the leaves change, and hearing them crunch under my feet. Le sigh.

Surgery and Eyeliner (and parentheses madness)

2005-09-28T16:42:00.000-04:00

Meatwad's appointment was this past Monday. I was up at 4 am taking her food and water away from her, then at 8 am I dropped her off at the vet. I was pretty upset b/c they reiterated the possibility of her not making it, but relieved when I picked her up at 3 pm and found everything couldn't have went better. Such a good bun.

On a completely different matter, I think men should re-think the idea of wearing eyeliner. I really think that's the one thing that really makes me like Brandon Flowers (The Killers), Joel Madden (GC), and one of the things that contributes to me liking Scott Weiland. Love it.

Speaking of Joel, happy 18th birthday Hilary! (You know, in case she happens by. . .)

Abby (Gail Road) is back in town. Her nana passed away (sad) so she's home (happy). We're planning an outing (or 2 or 3) this weekend and despite that it's my work weekend, it should be funzo. (?)

Totally stoked about Halloween. If everything works out we should have some sweet (honey mustard) costumes. I don't want to mention on here (because Hilary Duff might try to steal the ideas) but will soon share stories and pictures. Huzzah!

I always get excited when I find out other people think Scott Weiland is blatantly talented. I forget that he would have to have more than me buying cds to keep him well fed (err. . . ) Anyhow, while flipping through the pages of internet I found a place that makes shirts with crafty little sayings like "I wanted Scott Weiland and all I got was this lousey t-shirt." You get the idea. So rather than buy one of these x-large beauties, I'm going to make my own. If all goes well I share, if not, you won't hear anymore about it.

"I don't know if I want a sandwich, you don't have any teeth."

2005-09-23T12:52:00.000-04:00

How do people with noticeably missing teeth get jobs? I really don't understand it. I'm starting to wonder if I'm being superficial (more so than usual). Actually, I'm not. She's a lunch lady! Who wants to have someone missing two front teeth make them food. You can't even take care of your teeth and you're going to make my sandwich? I don't think so.

Last-Resort-Ramen

2005-09-17T20:11:00.000-04:00

So, I forgot my debit card (yes, I know where it is, I just forgot it) and now I'm sitting here waiting for the carts to finish and chowing down on my last-resort-ramen, happy that I left it in my magazine drawer. Amen.

Erin called a bit ago looking to get into trouble tonight and Autumn left a message (which I suppose that when I follow up on it she'll want trouble, too). AnnaLe's supposed to call me back. I think my mood as far as going out will depend on hers. My workday is 10 1/2 hours and hers is 12, so if she's still for it I'll have to be. But I also have to drive back to a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT STATE!

(so what if it's 30 minutes away at most, it's still a different state.)

I just don't know if I'm feeling it. I'm definitely locked into an outing on Sunday and I have to work another 10 1/2 hours tomorrow while AnnaLe only works 8. Ick. I don't know.

Ramen really isn't bad at all. I'm actually quite fond of it. I'd much rather a crispy salad from the cafeteria upstairs, but not bad, not bad. It could use more corn though.

AnnaLe got back. Looks like it's off to JP's tonight, if Erin calls me back. If not, then it's no where for us. Yay!

Though I would like to get my groove on.

Bunny Lumps and Other Discoveries

2005-09-14T15:39:00.000-04:00

It's been a pretty decent week. Let's hope it continues.

There's a bunny appointment with the vet on Monday. Let's hope Meatwad's mass isn't anything critical. I'm really worried about it. It's huge and it's grown so much in such a short period of time. I'm also worried because if they have to go in and remove it they'll probably have to put her under. They don't even want to spay her yet because she's so young (about 18 weeks) and bunny anesthesia is still kinda dangerous. At least my vet has bunnies, so he's pretty good with her.

In other news, I found my driver's license! Hurrah! I was so excited. Now I need to start making the rounds about M-ta so they all get used to seeing me. Cheers!

My book finally came the other day, though I haven't had a chance to even open it really. It's called The Magdalen and is apparently an Irish best-seller. It looks pretty good. I was going to do the big O's book club (I know, I'm a nerd) but I just don't think I'll be able to get that "into" Faulkner. Le sigh.

Boycott List - Part I

2005-09-07T20:39:00.000-04:00

Because the list of items, people, ideas, books, movies, etc. that I'm boycotting is getting much too large for all of you to remember, I decided to make a list. Enjoy in my (seemingly) senseless acts of non-participation.

Harry Potter.
The books, the movies, and anything else that may stem from this bitch. (Like AnnaLe's Harry Potter look-alike ex-boyfriend.)
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
The first movie with Gene Wilder. I love the book, I love the 2nd movie (not necessarily b/c of Johnny, but more b/c it went w/the book), and I refuse to view the first. No thanks.
Supersize Me.
Yeah, no desire to see this movie whatsoever. I didn't want to watch an idiot from West Virginia gorge himself on Big Macs? Crazy, I know. Maybe it's because to see this all I had to do was come to work, walk down the street, drive around, and actually go to a McD's myself. And look, I didn't have to pay $3.99 to see it.
Michael Moore.
Even those of you who liked Farenheit 911 (which I'm not even going to start on that piece of trash) cannot possibly like this man. Either he never showers or he sweats from simply standing in place. Everytime I see him I'm filled with instantaneous rage. I really can't help it you guys. Boycotting him is the only chance I have to save myself from being a raging bitch.
Lindsay Lohan.
I'm a Hilary Duff girl. I loved Lizzie McGuire (still do) and I love her music, style, and boyfriend. However, I was never anti-LiLo until recently. She made Herbie Re-Loaded, dyed her hair blonde (I loved it a deep red), lost a crazy amount of weight, started carrying a K-Mart bag around like a purse, was rumored to have track marks, and was a mega bitch to my girl over Aaron Carter. Still, I wasn't totally turned off. What did it is - She still thinks she looks pretty. Ick.
Donald Trump.
What an ass. The only good thing about him is he's working on a new Apprentice with Martha.
(Hard Core) Christians.
This is a very hard boycott to keep on top of. These people appear out of thin air and you're talking to them before you're even aware of what their about, sneaky bastards.
Napoleon Dynamite.
I have no clue what it was supposed to be about, no idea who Pedro is, and no desire to find out.
Puff Daddy/P. Diddy/Diddy/Notorious BIG trapped in a regular sized body which displays only enough talent to make a bad band.
Seriously, does anyone take this guy seriously? Though this is a nice segue to number 10.
Making the Band.
I'm a sucker for most reality TV shows on MTV. Real World, Made, True Life. . . but this one? No. Not even a little.
~~The OC.~~
Used to be one of my biggest boycotts. I couldn't stand it. Then, one day at my parents house, nothing was on but a 5 hour marathon. I was hooked. I still haven't gotten to the point where I NEED to watch it, but I'm sure it's only a matter of time.
Mischa Barton.
Blech. Style icon? Hardly. SJP will stroll Louboutin circles around your Ked's ass. Eat it, bitch.
Paris Hilton.
Do I really need to elaborate? Let's just make it easy and say I'm on Nicole's side, Nikki's the better of the two, and "oh no you didn't!" push my girl Hil D out your scrawny ass way beotch!
~~Cameron Diaz~~ Skelator.
. . . is a lanky boy who's somehow tricked JT into thinking she's a girl.
JLo.
We get it. You're "real."
Anime.
I don't get it. But I also don't think I'm missing anything.
Palm Sunday.
Eh, why not?

Starting Over

2005-09-06T19:03:00.000-04:00

I've decided to start again. I miss my old site and will continue to mourn it, but one musn't dwell. I hope that I will soon look forward to writing on this one as much as I did the old.

Fuck yeah.

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