Friday, July 31, 2009

I quit my job!

My crappy ass weekend job, not this one, but I do leave here on the 21st. And I'll be very upset about it, because I kind of love this job; not a soul crushing weight jumping off my chest, like I did when Adam said to me "So that will be it then?" and I said, "Yes, I'm leaving this place." And then mini happy danced in the parking lot. There will be a bigger happy dance doing down on 22nd when I leave for good.

Today the guy I work with isn't here (sad face), so I'm kind of worried I won't have anything to do. And I forgot my book (and my Gryffindor neckless) on the coffee table. So I'm going to have to play on Google News for most of the day (Just discovered that in fact, my boss will be in safety orientation all day, so I'm left alone.).

Yesterday was a day similar to how today will end up being, and yesterday I ended up too bored to listen to music, which is horrible. Mostly because listening to music is what I do when I'm bored.

I read a news article about how if you overwrite your iPhone Operating System, drug dealers will hack your phone and all children will become crack addicts. Actually, I read and article about how Apple said that, and how ridiculous it made them sound. Apparently it will also cause the end of the world: cell towers will crumple, instant communication will cease to exist and it will be like we live in like the 80's or something, before Internet and cell phones! OH NO!!

I wish I could find the article, I should have emailed it to myself, but I didn't. It was hilarious. Considering most of the news stories these days are about people decapitating infants and murdering expedient mothers stealing their fetuses (feti?), reading one about how Apple doesn't want to you write over your iPhone OS or life as we know it will no longer exist is LOL-able.

Tonight is the opening of a weekend only improv show!! It's a battle improv, and I don't really know what that means, but it should be interesting. I think that my boss actually made need to sit and laugh at other people for a while to de-stress her. She's very stressed, and doing 3 jobs. And gets blamed when people injure themselves. Totally not her fault if parts of your body that shouldn't be anywhere near a clamp ends up in it.

I'll be sure to let you know how the improv show goes. I'm sure it will be improv with a capital G! But I also know you're DYING to find out about it!


today is awesome because I get 4 improv shows this week instead of 1.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

weird day

Please note that it is currently 7:13 am.

I'm having the weirdest day. I'm in a weird mood where un-funny things are really really really funny.

Example: there was a construction truck on the high way this morning with orange cones on the front, and they looked a lot like teeth. Giant orange teeth on the front of a truck. It was hilarious.

And now I'm uberly tired, which never happens, and considering I went to bed at like 8:30 last night, I shouldn't be tired. Also, my snap bracelet is cutting off the circulation to my hand.

My boss is going to the big STF improv battle tomorrow. When I invited her she was all "won't your friends be there?" And I was like "Yes." And she was all "Will they be annoyed that I'm there?" And I was like "No, firstly anyone can go, secondly I'll tell them who the strange person sitting with us is." And she was all "I don't want to ruin your fun." And I was like "Clearly, you've never been to an STF show, its impossible not to have fun there. Unless that stupid annoying chick that thinks she's better than us and tries to steal our seats when we got there first is there. I do not like her." And she was like "Awesome."

That bit of 12 year old girl recalling a conversation from yesterday was brought to you by how tired I am, and the fact that upside down traffic cones look like teeth.

Also, I've been listening to a large amount of Hanson lately, and every time I listen to them, I feel like a complete failure at life. I'm a year and five days younger than the youngest member of the band. I write illegal blogs at work, and get really excited about Hanson concerts. Where as he is world famous, married with a child, and is in a band. Deanna = failure at life (compared to Zac Hanson anyway).


today is awesome because word green underlined the sentence "Deanna = failure at life (compared to Zac Hanson anyway)." and told me that I was using the parentheses wrong.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

With a capital G

Since I have nothing else to do at the moment; I've been writing some novel, which will be posted on the webook page that I'm sure there is a link for in this blog somewhere but I will link to if I remember when I get home.

The chapter I'm writing is kind of weird and very nostalgic and I love it. And It got me thinking about all the weird things I used to do with my friends in middles school and the stupid nicknames we gave each other.

There was a point in 7th grade that we all decided we had to have an "M" name. Because most of our friend had middle names that started with "M," but eventually we all ended up having some really weird nickname that made no sense, like "JoBl" or "Dez" or "Pheebs." Most of these stuck for quite a while, and I still call my friend Christina "Pheebs," which I'm sure confuses people that read her wall posts. Especially since everyone else in the world calls her "Red."

There was also a weird thing we used to call things that are awesome, and this was saying "With a capital G!" at the end (example: This juice is delish, with a capital G!). The only thing we didn't say "with a capital G" after were things that had a g in them (If the juice in the last example was grape, no capital G). I have no idea how this started or why I continued to say this phrase until I was a sophomore in high school, but I did. And I kind of want to bring it back. This is mostly because I totally just said it to a person I work with on accident, and like every time I say something ridiculous (example: person "what are you doing right now?" me: "Eating a bagel, like an intern. I believe next I get to hit on Debra but I don't remember") they walk away and then email me what they were going to say because I'm almost to weird for them.

I think that "with a capital G" could be an awesome catch phrase (or if you will a catch phrase with a captial G!). It's kind of almost ridiculous, but aren't all catch phrases?

So here, on the blog that no one really reads, I'm declaring the return of the phrase "with a capital G." Use it. Love it.


Today is awesome because I woke up almost and hour late, and still got to work early. Win

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

I found them

In my blog yesterday, I mentioned that I had lost my paperwork for my internship; I found it last night. I know you were all dying to know. ;)

Also yesterday I disclosed the possibility of a blog about serial killers, well, Noelles chose them as the topic this week, so I'll set up linkage on Friday to the Sassyvlog after I post over there.

I was thinking that I need to make a personal channel video, I haven't made one since like April, not that my personal channel videos are interesting or anything, I just think I should make one. I don't really have any ideas though.

I'm kind of bored right now, and I also don't have anything to do yet, which is always fun. But I also have nothing to blog about except that I found my internship paperwork and we are one step closer to an apartment than yesterday.


Today is awesome because it's Tuesday

Monday, July 27, 2009

Losing important things

So I think that I may have lost the paperwork for my internship. Which is completely my fault, but I'm going to blame the person that was supposed to send me a write up on what my position actually is and is now on vacation and hasn't yet, even though I asked like three weeks ago.

It's probs on my kitchen table, or on the total mess that used to be a desk, but I haven't really looked yet. I thought it was with the stuff on my very clean work desk, but that is a total un-truth.

My hand hurts less today, which is a win. And right now I'm waiting for my boss to get here so I have something to do that isn't writing a blog about how much she's going to want to murder me for losing all that paperwork that she had to fill out.

I'm going to Hanson in October, I know I said I wasn't going to go, but it's Hanson, and I love them, and it's in Boston. And who wouldn't want to walk around downtown Boston without shoes on with Hanson? I will risk getting the plague from my feet touching Boston streets for Hanson(DeCoolz = currently living in 1997).

In other fun news, we're getting closer to the all important apartment!! My friends/soon-to-be-roommates look at a couple more places that are possibilities. I'm uber excited!!!

I think I should let you know that depending on what Noelles picks for a topic of our sassy videos this week, there could be an awkwardly long blog about serial killers coming up. (DeCoolz=creepy)


Today is awesome because I think I'm quitting my weekend job today, but I may wait until Thursday. :)

Friday, July 24, 2009

Serious question

I was thinking about something lately, mostly because I'm highly self-conscious and concerned. And also constantly think that this is an issue.

If one of your friends smelled really bad, would you tell them?

I have this weird feeling that I always smell horrible. Its not like I don't shower or use soap or whatever, I'm just highly concerned that I smell bad. I always have.

I think it's been bothering me more now that I work within close proximately to people my dad works with, and will work with after I go back to school, and I don't want them to go up to my dad and be like "your daughter smells really, really bad. I'm so glad she's gone."

I will seriously have nightmares about this situation after I leave here. Horrible real life like visions that actually no one likes me, because I have this weird horrible smell that I'm not aware of and no one would tell me about it.

So, seriously, if your friend smells bad will you tell them? More importantly, if I smell really bad, will you tell me?

And that is the end of the story

Today is awesome, because I really don't know this smelling bad thing has been bothering me.

NOTE: None of my friends are smelly. Knowing how I feel about the smelling bad thing, I would totally pull you aside and be like "Dude, you smell bad." I promise.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Because I love The Who more than regular 22 year olds should

I know that my fascination with all things that happened before I was born, or in some cases, when my parents were in elementary school, is weird. I'll be the first to admit that my crush on Michael J Fox is weird, and that honestly I should only know The Who as they guys that sing the theme songs to CSI, or that Roger Daltrey was on That 70's show, the musical one, maybe I shouldn't actually know that, but it's awesome anyway.

Anyways, I vlogged on the sassyladies today ( in which I discussed briefly the Rock Opera Tommy, in particularly the song "Pinball Wizard," which, in case you were unaware, is my favorite song. Ever. Of All Time. Since I was 12.

I told viewers of said video, that if they were interested I would blog, here, about the actual Rock Opera, since I ran out of time, and still managed to go over 10 seconds.

This week our videos are going to be about favorite songs, and the stories behind them. Since Pinball Wizard is not all about just a kid giving up his pinball crown to Tommy, I'm going to use Wikipedia, to explain it in the Deanna way.

The album is a little bit different from the movie, and since I haven't listened to the whole album, or seen the movie/opera I'm going to kind of combined them like wikipedia does (I only found out about it a year ago. And I have stuff to do.).

Basically there is a boy Tommy, in the movie played by Roger Daltrey, who witnesses his father kill his step-father (it's the other way around in the movie). His dad, then tells him that he didn't see anything, or hear anything, and isn't to tell anyone. Because of this event, Tommy becomes deaf, dumb, and blind to cope.

His parents (whomever the happen to be at this point) try to cure him by taking him to see different people, and there is some cult action going on. Also his parents neglect him, and he is beat and molested by family members. Which, I can imagine doesn't help the not talking situation.

The only thing that gives Tommy comfort is looking into a large mirror at himself. Late one night, he is lured into a junkyard by his reflection where he finds a Pinball machine, which he becomes intensely good at, and then there is a pinball battle with the local champ, who awesomely enough is played by Elton John , who is wearing the best outfit ever (Google that shit). Tommy beats the pinball wizard and becomes a folk hero.

His parents then take him to to therapist who suggests that his problems are all him his head (true). His mom is basically pissed about this, and throws the kid in to the mirror which shatters it and Tommy snaps back into "reality."

Tommy then starts to talk and enlighten, and his in the movie version his step father (I'm assuming in the album version it's his father) exploits his enlightenment abilities for money. And Tommy becomes a religious icon.

And then the big climatic ending happens, which I'm not going to give away. Mostly because you should seriously see the outfit Elton John wears in the movie. Seriously (Rainn Wilson wore it when The Who was Rock Honored last summer, that's the only reason I know about. But seriously, at least Google that Shit).

So basically, Pinball Wizard isn't just about an awesome pinball player. There's a back story, just like there is with most songs. Maybe this one is a little bit more crazy and ridiculous than most, but I felt the story needs to be told.


Today is awesome because my boss was mildly upset that I didn't have a crush on a person I work with. Which is kind of weird. I hearts her.

amazingly enough, I have nothing to do

Right now, I'm waiting for the guy that works in my department to get here so I might have something to do. My boss is doing new hires today, so she can't make me do anything.

Oh what fun it is to be an intern.

It's not their fault, I was a surprise intern, (I think I've been over this.)

In other news of the lame, I injured my hand again at the mb! I pulled a muscle on the pinky side of my left hand pulling stupid 35 packs of bottled water across my register. The best part of Saturday was trying to convince my bagger that my hand actually hurt, and I was totally going to drop this poor ladies cake if he didn't help me (stupid boys). Now I work in the safety department, so I know, like, the law about injuries and how their supposed to work, and the MB just completely failed at life when it comes to my hand, which BTW has happened twice in two weeks.

I just read a google news article about a couple that has the same name that met on facebook and are now getting married. My comment on this "hmm that's awkward, I would never marry someone named Deanna (their name is Kelly)."

I just realized I could totally be listening to music right now. It's incredibly tiring typing with one hand. :(


Today is awesome because I spent the first hour of my morning talking Harry Potter with my boss. Oh Harry (the book not the character. I hate Harry the character) how I ♥ you.

Friday, July 17, 2009

Blogging from the workplace

So today I just kind of get to wait for the third person of the safety department to decided they want to be here, then I get to go climb on things. Which again, more exciting than it sounds.

Yesterday was interesting, but I can't really talk about it. Because technically, I'm not even supposed to know about it, but my boss likes me so I do. But man, it was amazing. One of those "Really, how the hell do you do that?!?!" kinds of injuries occurred. There are re-enactments and graphically detailed reports that need be written and I am mildly happy that I am just the intern and don't have to be involved with that.

Oh man, you don't even know.

That's really all I have to share with you.


today is awesome, because the convo about what happened yesterday is still going on, and I get to go out to a fancy restaurant with the head of the company for lunch today. :)

Thursday, July 16, 2009

sometimes I wish I could actually do internet-y things...

Like post pictures in my blog without it exploding.

When I can do that, I'll post up some of the pics I stole from Thursday's facebook of us at Harry Potter on Tuesday/Wednesday.

I'm currently at work, and I have nothing to do, so my boss told me to do whatever I wanted, so I'm writing a blog, because writing is always what I want to do. I just don't always have time because I love Harry Potter too much (maybe not "too much" but more than some people) and sleep to much. Both are very time consuming.

In about 45 minutes I'm going to watch my boss do an evaluation of an injury, which is actually going to be more awesome than it sounds. But I promise I won't blog about it.

I would like to say that I enjoy my job. I don't really have much to do, since this internship was mostly a surprise to everyone in this department, except me, I knew about it (and also my dad, but he doesn't work in this department, just at this facility).

I showed my boss* the pictures from STF and Harry Potter that were my "I really did what I said I was going to do with my day off/my boss wants to see my Ginny Costume pictures, and we were scrolling through them and she said "Oh my who are those Handsome men!" about STF member, which made me laugh a little to my self. I explained that one of them was my English Teacher from High School; and she was like "Oh so they're like old then." So not true, high school English Teachers can also be young people. But I enjoyed that exchange.

I feel I have wasted a significant amount of time on the Internet now. At least blog writing looks like real working to people walking by. :)


Today is awesome because I'm still on my Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince high, and Tom Felton is actually a good actor.

*I feel you should be aware that my boss is about 8 years old than I am, and we're basically the same person, except she has a really job with, like, stuff to do, and I'm her surprise intern.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009


Have you ever been just so annoyed with something that it eats away at you, but you can't talk about it because everyone thinks you're over reacting to a little thing that most likely didn't mean anything? Then you want to write about it in your blog, but you can't because the wrong person might read it and get mad (I've had this happen before, make sure you lock blog entries about how annoying you're roommate is).

The thing is I'm pissed about something, but I can't talk about because know one is home, and if they were they wouldn't care and the person I want to talk to is the problem.

asgfashgqewiutwiuwg <- frustration

In other news, Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince was awesome!!!!!
Maybe not awesome!!!!! but at least not as sucky as I thought it was going to be. It would get an excesses expectations on it's OWLS.

And that is the end of the story

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Because Jen did it,

and I must do exactly what Jen does to be a person. That's a lie, I just don't want to write anything about my internship for my internship class anymore.

In January, I decided that I would read 30 new book in 2009. So far, I'm almost done, so I'm going to make a list of what I have completed, and the ones on my bookshelf that I still have to read.

Author: Maureen Johnson
13 little blue envelopes
Keys to the Golden Firebird
Girl at Sea
The Bermudez Triangle
Suite Scarlet

Author: John Green, Maureen Johnson, and Lauren Myracle
Let it Snow

Melissa Anelli
Harry, A History

Alan Lastufka and Michael W Dean
Youtube, an Insider's Guide to climbing the charts

Stephen King
On Writing

Simone de Beauvoir
Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter

Louise Rennison
Angus, thongs, and full frontal Snogging

Michael J Fox
Lucky Man
Always Looking up, the Adventures of an Incurable Optimist

Ann Brashares
Girls in Pants
Forever in Blue (the 3 and 4 sisterhood of the traveling pants books)

Currently reading

Chuck Klosterman
Sex, Drugs, and CocoPuffs

Scott Westerfeld

On the book self
Louise Rennison
On the Bright side, Now I'm the girl friend of a sex god
Knocked Out By My Nunga-Nungas

Scott Westerfeld
The Last days

Jodi Picoult
My Sister's Keeper

Friday, July 3, 2009

2 posts in one day?!?


I know, but I think I can talk about the sassy stuff now. Mostly because I posted a video about it, and I can't talk more about it because JenJen's at camp for the 4th and Georgie is working.

As readers of this blog are aware, I am a member of a collab youtube channel (if you don't go here and watch our videos we're awesome).

Basically on Tuesday, our Friday, who is one of my best friends (in fact all the girls are my best friends, except Tuesday, she's my twin brother) called me and said that she won't be able to make her video this week. I told her not to worry about it. She's has some issues with her Internet and we all know walking into the project that there would be an issue with her, especially over the summer. She then said "No, I won't be able to make videos until late August."
Again, it was really no problem. She's going to get a blog and update us on her life and such.

Then yesterday, kind of out of the blue, but we knew she was having a hard time, our Thursday quit on us. Just told us that this would be her last video.

I kind of went into a panic mode; with our Friday, we call her Keith, it was easy to find a quick fix replacement for a few weeks, but to replace a person "mid season" in the middle of book club month was going to be hard.

Luckily, we have a few pretty hardcore fans (by "hardcore fans" I mean our 4 really close friends that aren't in the project). The one that I asked to fill in for Keith, said that she would take over for our Thursday. Thank Goodness.

I know this is kind of a weird "why are you complaining/worried about this it's just youtube" situation, but the Sassy Ladies mean a lot to me. I don't really know why, but at times I feel it means more to me than the other ladies, not trying to sound bitchy or say I'm better than anyone, but sometimes I feel like I care more about the project than other members.

Anyway, I "saved the Sassies" today. With the help of Noelles. and I wanted to talk about it, but my friends are busy doing other things so I couldn't talk to them. But, thankfully, I have you internet.

And that is the end of the story

Today is NOSOME because I can't return my broken Ipod.

I need to blog more than once a month

But I have nothing to write about ever.

I mostly want to write about sassy lady drama but that's mean so I'm not going to.

Then I could write about my job, but I do mildly classified things, like writing procedures, listen to music, and follow a bearded guy around (sometimes I steal office furniture from the Koreans).

I could write about STF but its truly something that you have to see to understand. Their funny, but its almost an inside joke that you have to see to find funny.

I could complain about the MB but I haven't worked there in over a week so I don't really have anything to complain about. I am working there tomorrow though :/

So that is my life. I think with the book we're reading for the sassies, I'll have some spill over discussion on to here. That shall be fun.

and that is the end of the story
today is awesome because I don't have to work