Hi, computer seems to be working today.
This is so stupidly annoying, I really just need a new computer.
I've seen some really awesome blogs today whilst scrolling through my Google Reader, so I'm probably going to steal some of your ideas in the coming days, just so you know. I like making lists, I'm just not sure how well my computer will take to trying to take pictures with my webcam tonight since it's getting kind of hot right now.
I really wish I had an interesting life to share with you when my computer actually worked. Today I mostly spent asleep because of the vertigo I've been dealing with but yesterday was Stranger than Fiction (STF) the improv show that I've been going to every Tuesday since 2004. I love them so much. I really wish that everyone got to experience seeing them, or at least live improv comedy at some point in there lives. It's hard to explain an improv show to someone who's never seen it, because it's so much better than the improv that you can see on tv. SO MUCH BETTER.
It also seems like I've managed to get myself into a situation where I'm being forced to read the 50 Shades of Gray series. I am not looking forward to it. My friend swears they're awesome, but I know that they're written poorly and I'll try to point this out and she'll get mad. I'm not, like, against the sexual nature of the book, which I think is what my friend believes is my objection, but I like reading things written by people who can write. In return for my reading this, my friend has agreed to read the Harry Potter series. So I guess I'm just going to suck it up and take one for the team on this one.
I've been so dizzy lately, but I've been trying to come across like a normal person. This sucks. I just really wish I could make it all stop. I figured with the removal of the stressers it would stop, but no.
I will have a better blog for you tomorrow, probably stealing some ideas from fellow BEDA-er's whom I will credit with the idea in the blog, but right now google chrome, or more so Clementine the computer from hell, doesn't want me to have two windows open right now.
I will hopefully talk to you tomorrow my fellow bloggers!
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Showing posts with label blog every day august. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blog every day august. Show all posts
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Today at the work
Today at work I got hit on by a sketchy person.
Well, kinda, he was, like, kind of nice looking, but he was also hitting on the walmart cashier while I was trying to process his moneygram and he messed up writing $50 on the slip, so yeah.
I've never been hit on really before, like, ever. So it was pretty nice, but still creepy.
He was like "So, do you have a boyfriend? What time do you get out of work, maybe we could get together later."
And I was just like, no thanks, weird guy.
And that was my today today.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Well, kinda, he was, like, kind of nice looking, but he was also hitting on the walmart cashier while I was trying to process his moneygram and he messed up writing $50 on the slip, so yeah.
I've never been hit on really before, like, ever. So it was pretty nice, but still creepy.
He was like "So, do you have a boyfriend? What time do you get out of work, maybe we could get together later."
And I was just like, no thanks, weird guy.
And that was my today today.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Hello August.
Hi, welcome to August, were I try to blog everyday, and as I do so I slowly realize how horribly boring my life is, but thank you for reading and understanding anyway.
For those new to BEDA, I'll do the typical introduction thing, just in case.
I am Deanna, I am 25 years old, and I currently am working the incredibly mindless place known as walmart. I really, really, really hate my job, so in the next month be prepared. I'm currently working through what I can only explain as the longest and darkest period of depression I've experienced in my life. I'm learning to be a person again. It's hard. but I'm trying.
I'm currently quite enjoying watching the Olympics or, you know, enjoying watching freakishly attractive athletic people do things I could never do while providing my own intensely inappropriate commentary. But that's what The Games are for right?
I really don't have an interesting life. I really don't, I'm boring and lonely and most of the time sad, but I'm going to try this again. I've done BEDA twice, I know I can complete the challenge, I just have to put my mind to it.
What else would you like to know? I'm open to answering questions left in comments in tomorrow blog if whomever is reading this feels so inclined. Any kind of question, personal questions, non-personal questions, pop culture questions, whatever.
I look forward to spending this next month reading and commenting and finding new blogs and new friends, because that's what BEDA is about really, isn't it? Connecting and finding new people to call friends?
I'll talk to you guys tomorrow.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
For those new to BEDA, I'll do the typical introduction thing, just in case.
I am Deanna, I am 25 years old, and I currently am working the incredibly mindless place known as walmart. I really, really, really hate my job, so in the next month be prepared. I'm currently working through what I can only explain as the longest and darkest period of depression I've experienced in my life. I'm learning to be a person again. It's hard. but I'm trying.
I'm currently quite enjoying watching the Olympics or, you know, enjoying watching freakishly attractive athletic people do things I could never do while providing my own intensely inappropriate commentary. But that's what The Games are for right?
I really don't have an interesting life. I really don't, I'm boring and lonely and most of the time sad, but I'm going to try this again. I've done BEDA twice, I know I can complete the challenge, I just have to put my mind to it.
What else would you like to know? I'm open to answering questions left in comments in tomorrow blog if whomever is reading this feels so inclined. Any kind of question, personal questions, non-personal questions, pop culture questions, whatever.
I look forward to spending this next month reading and commenting and finding new blogs and new friends, because that's what BEDA is about really, isn't it? Connecting and finding new people to call friends?
I'll talk to you guys tomorrow.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Preparing for BEDA!
Hey guys it's been quite a while, such a long time in fact that I was unaware that they changed the blogger web design and I'm really confused.
In my personal life, I think I've finally turned that corner I've been looking for probably as long as you've been bored enough to read my blog. I actual feel like getting up in the morning, I actually try to go outside and do things, I'm writing again, talking to people I've neglected and pushed away in the last few years. It feels good, really good. I'm not sure how long it will last this time, but I'm hoping it will be around for a while. I've missed participating in life.
In other news, I will be doing BEDA (Blog Every Day in August) this year. I'm really going to do. I'm going to focus and do stuff worth blogging about and live a life this year. I have to. I've made this promise to myself. Even if all I have to show for the the day is a crappy work story, I'm going to tell it. I need to put words to paper (or internet in the is case) every day again and way to start that with BEDA.
What else... OH! last week I got a tattoo!
In my personal life, I think I've finally turned that corner I've been looking for probably as long as you've been bored enough to read my blog. I actual feel like getting up in the morning, I actually try to go outside and do things, I'm writing again, talking to people I've neglected and pushed away in the last few years. It feels good, really good. I'm not sure how long it will last this time, but I'm hoping it will be around for a while. I've missed participating in life.
In other news, I will be doing BEDA (Blog Every Day in August) this year. I'm really going to do. I'm going to focus and do stuff worth blogging about and live a life this year. I have to. I've made this promise to myself. Even if all I have to show for the the day is a crappy work story, I'm going to tell it. I need to put words to paper (or internet in the is case) every day again and way to start that with BEDA.
What else... OH! last week I got a tattoo!
It's the Deathly Hallows, and around it says "The last Enemy Defeated is Death" It's a horrible photo, because it's incredibly difficult to take pictures of you ankle with your webcam. I really love it, but right now it itches like a mother.
I think that's all I have for right now. I'll talk to you all in a week :)
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Books read: 15
Currently reading: Ripper by Stefan Petrucha
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
The only woman in space wants a sex change to make it with a robot.
Firstly, I wanted to say that I'm magical now. I am officially registered for POTTERMORE and my username is Leviosakey155, I'm a little bit more than regular excited about this.
ANYWAYS
I went to Stranger than Fiction (STF) tonight, and it was awesome. They do this long form game which is a rumble and fight to the death. This probably makes no sense if you haven't seen it, and I'm kind of horrible at explaining things, especially improv things. This rumble took place in space, and included space water, gravity boots, and a robot that only cared about military status and ranking, but somehow ended up being re-programmed to be gay, and the only woman left in space toward the end of the rumble wanted a sex changed preformed by Stephen Hawking so that the robot would love/ have sex with her.
Honestly, that's pretty much par for the course at Stranger than Fiction shows.
In health news, today was like a 6 in dizziness, but a 8 in raptor noise anxiety.
Did I tell you about the raptor? I don't think I did, I have an anxiety disorder that causes me to make a noise very similar to the raptors in the Jurassic Park movies, which has also been described as an eagle noise. It's kind of annoying, and happens pretty much all the time, especially at work and extra at STF. Today, however, it was extra bad because there was a thunder storm, and I was rather dizzy so I was freaking out about that. I have way too many health issues at the moment. *eye roll*
I have added everyone on the list to my subscriptions and I look forward to reading your blogs for the next 30 days. :) Happy BEDA everyone.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because a gravity boot is like a glass, except it's a boot.
Books read: 12
Currently reading: Prisoner of Azkaban
ANYWAYS
I went to Stranger than Fiction (STF) tonight, and it was awesome. They do this long form game which is a rumble and fight to the death. This probably makes no sense if you haven't seen it, and I'm kind of horrible at explaining things, especially improv things. This rumble took place in space, and included space water, gravity boots, and a robot that only cared about military status and ranking, but somehow ended up being re-programmed to be gay, and the only woman left in space toward the end of the rumble wanted a sex changed preformed by Stephen Hawking so that the robot would love/ have sex with her.
Honestly, that's pretty much par for the course at Stranger than Fiction shows.
In health news, today was like a 6 in dizziness, but a 8 in raptor noise anxiety.
Did I tell you about the raptor? I don't think I did, I have an anxiety disorder that causes me to make a noise very similar to the raptors in the Jurassic Park movies, which has also been described as an eagle noise. It's kind of annoying, and happens pretty much all the time, especially at work and extra at STF. Today, however, it was extra bad because there was a thunder storm, and I was rather dizzy so I was freaking out about that. I have way too many health issues at the moment. *eye roll*
I have added everyone on the list to my subscriptions and I look forward to reading your blogs for the next 30 days. :) Happy BEDA everyone.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because a gravity boot is like a glass, except it's a boot.
Books read: 12
Currently reading: Prisoner of Azkaban
Monday, August 1, 2011
Hello August!
Hi, fellow BEDA writers, welcome to August.
I promise to go through all the people on the BEDA list and follow their blogs, but today that's kind of too much for me. I have vertigo (it basically means I'm constantly dizzy which sucks about 300x worse than you're thinking it does) which right now is really horrible and making it very difficult to sit up, let alone type, so I apologize for the shortness of this post.
I look forward to reading the blogs of the people I met through this last year, and meeting new bloggers.
I'm going to do a quick introduction like thing, if you have any questions or just want to know anything about me, leave a comment and I will get back to you tomorrow.
Who are you?
I am Deanna, I'm 24, and I currently live in Southern New Hampshire
Why are you doing this?
Maureen Johnson told me do, and frankly, I do everything Maureen tells me to do.
Why will I be reading for the next 31 days?
I blog mostly about my life, which is boring, very boring. Unlike last year, however, I have friends now! and a job! so my life isn't quite as boring, but there is only so much I can tell you about the inter-workings of being a Walmart cashier.
My manager is an interesting person, however, so expect to hear about him a lot.
I will also probably, depending on what everyone else does, post meme's and such to keep it interesting.
Also on Tuesdays I go to an improv show, only, if you are a regular reader of the blog you'll understand this, there will be a lot less talking about Jake Ryan, because Jake Ryan is a jerkface with an apparently secret girlfriend, but on Tuesdays expect excitement about improv and on Wednesdays expect hand spams of what happened the night before.
Hogwarts House:
I am a Slytherin.
Anything else?
At the end of my blog I always have a "how many books I've read this year" and a "currently reading" as well as a "why today was awesome". I'm really far behind my goal for reading this year, mostly due to work, being sick, and my work schedule... I also end every blog post with the phrase "AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY" because I love John Irving novels.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because glaring at my Manager is just as effective, if not more, than talking to him.
Books read: *cough* 11 *cough
Currently reading: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.
I promise to go through all the people on the BEDA list and follow their blogs, but today that's kind of too much for me. I have vertigo (it basically means I'm constantly dizzy which sucks about 300x worse than you're thinking it does) which right now is really horrible and making it very difficult to sit up, let alone type, so I apologize for the shortness of this post.
I look forward to reading the blogs of the people I met through this last year, and meeting new bloggers.
I'm going to do a quick introduction like thing, if you have any questions or just want to know anything about me, leave a comment and I will get back to you tomorrow.
Who are you?
I am Deanna, I'm 24, and I currently live in Southern New Hampshire
Why are you doing this?
Maureen Johnson told me do, and frankly, I do everything Maureen tells me to do.
Why will I be reading for the next 31 days?
I blog mostly about my life, which is boring, very boring. Unlike last year, however, I have friends now! and a job! so my life isn't quite as boring, but there is only so much I can tell you about the inter-workings of being a Walmart cashier.
My manager is an interesting person, however, so expect to hear about him a lot.
I will also probably, depending on what everyone else does, post meme's and such to keep it interesting.
Also on Tuesdays I go to an improv show, only, if you are a regular reader of the blog you'll understand this, there will be a lot less talking about Jake Ryan, because Jake Ryan is a jerkface with an apparently secret girlfriend, but on Tuesdays expect excitement about improv and on Wednesdays expect hand spams of what happened the night before.
Hogwarts House:
I am a Slytherin.
Anything else?
At the end of my blog I always have a "how many books I've read this year" and a "currently reading" as well as a "why today was awesome". I'm really far behind my goal for reading this year, mostly due to work, being sick, and my work schedule... I also end every blog post with the phrase "AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY" because I love John Irving novels.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because glaring at my Manager is just as effective, if not more, than talking to him.
Books read: *cough* 11 *cough
Currently reading: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
I don't want to see you go
But it's not forever, not forever, and even if it was, you know that I would never let it get me down, cuz your a part of me that makes me better where ever I go. So I will try, not to cry, No one needs to say goodbye. - Days of Summer Team StarKid
I'm really sad that BEDA is over, that this is the last BEDA post of the year. I've said to before, and I have no problem repeating myself when it comes to this, I've really enjoyed reading and commenting and getting to know all of you. It made me feel like I was really a part of something. I haven't felt like I was a part of something in a long time. So thank you, everyone that read my angst filled annoying blog for the past month. Thanks for commenting and listening.
I don't really think I can explain how much it means to know that no matter how ridiculous a post I write, someone will read and comment on it. I'm in that weird part of my life, as I've said before, where I just feel so alone and lost sometimes. To know that someone is there to listen, no matter how stupid that thing I have to say is, really, really means a lot. Thank you guys, I can't really put into words how much I just want to hug all of you.
This is my facebook page if you want to be my friend on there: http://www.facebook.com/Decoolz
I think, I'm probably wrong, but I can think whatever I want, that doing this, being here with you guys has made me a better blogger. I don't feel stupid posting some random thing about how all I did all day was sit around and eat ice cream feeling sorry for myself. I've learned that I have to get out and do something so I can report on it, and honestly, if BEDA didn't turn out to be as awesome as it did, I wouldn't have that mindset. Finding and having adventures saying "Yeah sure I'd love to" when someone asks me to hang out, is something that you guys gave me back. I can't explain how much that means. Thanks for helping me get my life back.
In this month, I've gotten a job and accepted friendship, two of the things that I've been hoping and praying for for almost a year. I love you guys. I really do. Thank you so much for being there.
I'm excited to continue to read your lives and see our next big adventure (NaNoWriMo? Epic Skype party?) But mostly I wish you all well, and I hope that you got a much out of this as I did.
ALSO: In yesterday's post, I said my Skype name was "Decoolz" it's actually "Decoolz27" I'm sure there are hundreds of other Decoolz on Skype, but you know, I should probably tell you that I don't know what I own name is.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because I've finished packing for Hogwarts!
Books read 37
I'm really sad that BEDA is over, that this is the last BEDA post of the year. I've said to before, and I have no problem repeating myself when it comes to this, I've really enjoyed reading and commenting and getting to know all of you. It made me feel like I was really a part of something. I haven't felt like I was a part of something in a long time. So thank you, everyone that read my angst filled annoying blog for the past month. Thanks for commenting and listening.
I don't really think I can explain how much it means to know that no matter how ridiculous a post I write, someone will read and comment on it. I'm in that weird part of my life, as I've said before, where I just feel so alone and lost sometimes. To know that someone is there to listen, no matter how stupid that thing I have to say is, really, really means a lot. Thank you guys, I can't really put into words how much I just want to hug all of you.
This is my facebook page if you want to be my friend on there: http://www.facebook.com/Decoolz
I think, I'm probably wrong, but I can think whatever I want, that doing this, being here with you guys has made me a better blogger. I don't feel stupid posting some random thing about how all I did all day was sit around and eat ice cream feeling sorry for myself. I've learned that I have to get out and do something so I can report on it, and honestly, if BEDA didn't turn out to be as awesome as it did, I wouldn't have that mindset. Finding and having adventures saying "Yeah sure I'd love to" when someone asks me to hang out, is something that you guys gave me back. I can't explain how much that means. Thanks for helping me get my life back.
In this month, I've gotten a job and accepted friendship, two of the things that I've been hoping and praying for for almost a year. I love you guys. I really do. Thank you so much for being there.
I'm excited to continue to read your lives and see our next big adventure (NaNoWriMo? Epic Skype party?) But mostly I wish you all well, and I hope that you got a much out of this as I did.
ALSO: In yesterday's post, I said my Skype name was "Decoolz" it's actually "Decoolz27" I'm sure there are hundreds of other Decoolz on Skype, but you know, I should probably tell you that I don't know what I own name is.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because I've finished packing for Hogwarts!
Books read 37
Monday, August 30, 2010
I am a follower
Everyone else is doing this, so I'm going to as well. I'm really going to miss this everyday blogging. I've had a lot of fun with it. I've enjoyed everyone's blogs and "meeting" new people who I can relate to. You guys have been really awesome, really. Thanks for being interested in my boring angst filled annoying life. I'm kind of sad that tomorrow is the last day. :(
So now some Triva!
Name: Deanna
Age: 23 *cough*old person *cough*
Location: New Hampshire or The Shire if you're awesome, which I am, so The Shire
School: Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. (also known as I have graduated from college and now I never have to go to school again.)
Major: I was an English communications major, which is why I currently live with my parents and work at Walmart
Job: Cashier at Walmart, because I DREAM BIG
Current Book: Skinny by Ibi Kaslisk but Thursday MockingJay!
Instrument: my Instrument is MS word or a Pencil
Single: FOREVER ALONE
Hungry: No
Clean: pretty much, I mean I spent the day at WalMart, so I'm covered in Walmart germs, but I showered today
Sick: No, but now I will be that I said I wasn't
Bored: always
Going to miss BEDA: VERY MUCH
Skype Name: decoolz
NaNoWriMo Account: decoolz (also my twitter name, and my tumblr name and my actual name... because I'm creative)
Should everyone add you?: SURE!
Will the Skype party be epic: I feel that it would be. We're pretty awesome, us BEDA-ers
Are you happier now: Yes! Yes I am
Will you type out a thoughtful blog more often: I will write twice a week after Tuesday. I promise
Even AFTER August: I promise
I love You!: Aww. I love you too, BEDA, Lord Voldemort, Neville, cookie dough Ice Cream, and Jake Ryan! *cough* and Michael J. Fox *cough*
I'm really going to miss this. I really am. *cries*
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because I recently made plans to sit in my friend Kevin's train car on the way to Hogwarts on Wednesday.
Mentioned the books already in this entry, so yea.
So now some Triva!
Name: Deanna
Age: 23 *cough*old person *cough*
Location: New Hampshire or The Shire if you're awesome, which I am, so The Shire
School: Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. (also known as I have graduated from college and now I never have to go to school again.)
Major: I was an English communications major, which is why I currently live with my parents and work at Walmart
Job: Cashier at Walmart, because I DREAM BIG
Current Book: Skinny by Ibi Kaslisk but Thursday MockingJay!
Instrument: my Instrument is MS word or a Pencil
Single: FOREVER ALONE
Hungry: No
Clean: pretty much, I mean I spent the day at WalMart, so I'm covered in Walmart germs, but I showered today
Sick: No, but now I will be that I said I wasn't
Bored: always
Going to miss BEDA: VERY MUCH
Skype Name: decoolz
NaNoWriMo Account: decoolz (also my twitter name, and my tumblr name and my actual name... because I'm creative)
Should everyone add you?: SURE!
Will the Skype party be epic: I feel that it would be. We're pretty awesome, us BEDA-ers
Are you happier now: Yes! Yes I am
Will you type out a thoughtful blog more often: I will write twice a week after Tuesday. I promise
Even AFTER August: I promise
I love You!: Aww. I love you too, BEDA, Lord Voldemort, Neville, cookie dough Ice Cream, and Jake Ryan! *cough* and Michael J. Fox *cough*
I'm really going to miss this. I really am. *cries*
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because I recently made plans to sit in my friend Kevin's train car on the way to Hogwarts on Wednesday.
Mentioned the books already in this entry, so yea.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
I should be asleep
Actually I was asleep, but I woke up in a weird panic when my tv shut off, because I put it on sleep, and such things happen, and I was like, "Oh Crap BEDA." #truestory.
I don't really have much to talk about. My job isn't as bad as I thought it would be, but I'm probably going to have to figure out how to use the "action codes" and not just yell when I need people. "I'm sorry it's my second day actually working" isn't going to be an excuse anyone takes after, well, today.
I need to edit some serious video for both my high school English Teacher (not weird, wait, yes, it is weird.) and for a secret awesome thing that I'm doing for Tomorrow. One of these videos I know how to make, the other one, NO IDEA. (that one is of course the one I have to make for my teacher.) I should say that I don't have to make it, he just asked me to, and thinks I'm smarter than I really am.
Anyway, I have a blog of actual substance planed for after work tomorrow.
Until then
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
today is awesome because, um, because I discovered Wal Mart sells MockingJay for a cheaper price than B&N.
Book status unchanged since yesterday
I don't really have much to talk about. My job isn't as bad as I thought it would be, but I'm probably going to have to figure out how to use the "action codes" and not just yell when I need people. "I'm sorry it's my second day actually working" isn't going to be an excuse anyone takes after, well, today.
I need to edit some serious video for both my high school English Teacher (not weird, wait, yes, it is weird.) and for a secret awesome thing that I'm doing for Tomorrow. One of these videos I know how to make, the other one, NO IDEA. (that one is of course the one I have to make for my teacher.) I should say that I don't have to make it, he just asked me to, and thinks I'm smarter than I really am.
Anyway, I have a blog of actual substance planed for after work tomorrow.
Until then
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
today is awesome because, um, because I discovered Wal Mart sells MockingJay for a cheaper price than B&N.
Book status unchanged since yesterday
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Is it too early
To hate my job? Yes? okay, well then.
Today, what's the word, umm, oh, sucked. Idk if you guys have ever done Computer Based Learning Modules, but they are, how can I put this, they should go shoot themselves in the face and then die in a hole. ARG. So boring, and so long. At least I was with two other girls that felt the same way, and I will be with them tomorrow, only this time it won't be for 4 hours but for 7. I can't wait...
Our manager, today was his last day. So we have no idea who we report to, or what we're supposed to be doing after we finish the CBLs tomorrow. Oh, because there's more. But at least we know never to pick up human organs off the floor, and that it's against company policy to walk through hazardous waste spills.
WTfuck.
We are so ill informed about our actually jobs it's kind of sad, but whatever, I feel that the two girls I "worked" or to be more accurate got paid $10 an hour to laugh at a computer screen with will end up being tight. It will be like having work friends! And they're my age too, in the same boat as me, college graduates looking for something to pay off those loans. So that cool. I don't feel like the weird creepy old person.
I'm going to stop complaining about my job that I've had for two days now.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because NEW SHIRTS!: http://www.annarbortshirtcompany.com/teamstarkid
(ps. when I was leaving for work my Dad said to me: Just remember you work to do the things you want to do, like buy those Star Ranger team jerseys. So close, so close. He tries. My dad only recently discovered that Harry Potter's first name was Harry.)
books read 36
currently reading: skinny by Ibi Kaslisk
Today, what's the word, umm, oh, sucked. Idk if you guys have ever done Computer Based Learning Modules, but they are, how can I put this, they should go shoot themselves in the face and then die in a hole. ARG. So boring, and so long. At least I was with two other girls that felt the same way, and I will be with them tomorrow, only this time it won't be for 4 hours but for 7. I can't wait...
Our manager, today was his last day. So we have no idea who we report to, or what we're supposed to be doing after we finish the CBLs tomorrow. Oh, because there's more. But at least we know never to pick up human organs off the floor, and that it's against company policy to walk through hazardous waste spills.
WTfuck.
We are so ill informed about our actually jobs it's kind of sad, but whatever, I feel that the two girls I "worked" or to be more accurate got paid $10 an hour to laugh at a computer screen with will end up being tight. It will be like having work friends! And they're my age too, in the same boat as me, college graduates looking for something to pay off those loans. So that cool. I don't feel like the weird creepy old person.
I'm going to stop complaining about my job that I've had for two days now.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because NEW SHIRTS!: http://www.annarbortshirtcompany.com/teamstarkid
(ps. when I was leaving for work my Dad said to me: Just remember you work to do the things you want to do, like buy those Star Ranger team jerseys. So close, so close. He tries. My dad only recently discovered that Harry Potter's first name was Harry.)
books read 36
currently reading: skinny by Ibi Kaslisk
Monday, August 23, 2010
I have nothing to write about.
As the title of this blog suggests, I have nothing to write about. Today I watched Boy Meets World, did a little editing, and well, that's it really.
I'm still waiting on Jen to help me with this shirt thing. I mean, it's seriously important, like the single most important thing ever. I need to wear the correct shirt tomorrow. Normally, I just wear completely ridiculous shit, like my bright yellow "The Who" t-shirt a jean shirt and neon green tights. Last week I wore my Dumbledore Army T-shirt and Orange tights. I've basically become odd t-shirt brightly colored tights girl, it's like my thing now, I guess. I just feel like tomorrow needs to be an excellent decision in Deanna outfit life.
WAIT!
When did this become what I blog about? How did this happen? Why is this even a thing I think about? Omigod have I become that girl? I don't want to be that girl! HELP ME!
OK. I really need to stop obsessing, but if it's ever going to happen, it has to be tomorrow. The goal is to ask to be "Real life friends" and hope he doesn't stare at me like I'm an idiot and walk way. Because if that happens I might just die, or if he laughs at me, I think that would be worse. I'd have to go curl up in my sock drawer and cry for days if that happened, preferably with a giant Hersey's bar. I'm, like, eleven, seriously.
I'm just going to stop now.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because I bought computer paper, seems lame, but it involved leaving my room, and then getting computer paper, which I needed so I can edit.
Books Read: 36
Currently reading: Skinny by Ibi Kaslik
I'm still waiting on Jen to help me with this shirt thing. I mean, it's seriously important, like the single most important thing ever. I need to wear the correct shirt tomorrow. Normally, I just wear completely ridiculous shit, like my bright yellow "The Who" t-shirt a jean shirt and neon green tights. Last week I wore my Dumbledore Army T-shirt and Orange tights. I've basically become odd t-shirt brightly colored tights girl, it's like my thing now, I guess. I just feel like tomorrow needs to be an excellent decision in Deanna outfit life.
WAIT!
When did this become what I blog about? How did this happen? Why is this even a thing I think about? Omigod have I become that girl? I don't want to be that girl! HELP ME!
OK. I really need to stop obsessing, but if it's ever going to happen, it has to be tomorrow. The goal is to ask to be "Real life friends" and hope he doesn't stare at me like I'm an idiot and walk way. Because if that happens I might just die, or if he laughs at me, I think that would be worse. I'd have to go curl up in my sock drawer and cry for days if that happened, preferably with a giant Hersey's bar. I'm, like, eleven, seriously.
I'm just going to stop now.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because I bought computer paper, seems lame, but it involved leaving my room, and then getting computer paper, which I needed so I can edit.
Books Read: 36
Currently reading: Skinny by Ibi Kaslik
Sunday, August 22, 2010
It's Sunday of Harry Potter Weekend
I spent yesterday not moving and watching Harry Potter Movies on ABC Family, and making fun of them on Tumblr. Today, I'm doing basically the same thing, only I can, like, sit up and not feel like I'm going to vomit.
Later I'm going to be trying to figure out what I'm going to wear on Tuesday, because Tuesday may be the most important Tuesday of my life. And by important I mean, it's the last Tuesday of the summer and I have to talk to Jake Ryan or I will NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN, until next summer.
When did I become that girl? Oh yeah, when I was 17 and started loving him... I am pathetic. :(
I have nothing else of importance to share with you, so I will leave you with this:
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because my tumblr dash is covered with "Hermione is not an OWL"
Books read 36: currently reading Skinny by Ibi Kaslik
Later I'm going to be trying to figure out what I'm going to wear on Tuesday, because Tuesday may be the most important Tuesday of my life. And by important I mean, it's the last Tuesday of the summer and I have to talk to Jake Ryan or I will NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN, until next summer.
When did I become that girl? Oh yeah, when I was 17 and started loving him... I am pathetic. :(
I have nothing else of importance to share with you, so I will leave you with this:
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| I leave you with this. Spencer and Loakie BFFLS |
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because my tumblr dash is covered with "Hermione is not an OWL"
Books read 36: currently reading Skinny by Ibi Kaslik
Saturday, August 21, 2010
I do not want to move.
Yesterday I had so much fun with my friend. I haven't had a girl chat with the girl in the same room in like, YEARS, because I am lame, but still I was so cool to just sit and giggle and eat candy/pizza/Chinese food/funions/more candy/bugles/cool ranch doritios and watch 3.5 hours of Youtube videos... and giggle snort as she gasped and laughed and couldn't unsee the amazing that is StarKid.
My life outside my room is the same as my life inside my room.
I don't really have much to say, mostly because I don't want to look at this BRIGHT computer screen, and i really want to go back to sleep. SO I'm going to show you some of the awesome things on my desk.
Books read 36
Currently reading: Skinny by Ibi Kaslik
My life outside my room is the same as my life inside my room.
I don't really have much to say, mostly because I don't want to look at this BRIGHT computer screen, and i really want to go back to sleep. SO I'm going to show you some of the awesome things on my desk.
Time Turner, for traveling back in time to Kill Harry Potter in his first year at Hogwarts.
I got this at the Harry Potter Exhibit when it came to Boston. Every time I show people they want to know
I have no idea what this is, or where it came from, but it's bee on my desk for years.
I got to kill him at Improv last week. Wellington is a Member of STF. I'm kind of excited to have this.
STICKER BOOK. HARRY POTTER STICKER BOOK
I do not know what compelled me to write this on my Post-It notes, but I did, and now you all know about it.
I can't believe there are only 11 days left of BEDA. I'm going to miss it. I think we've created a nice little blogging community. I hope we can keep being "Blogging buddies" when it's over.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because Harry Potter weekend on ABC FamilyBooks read 36
Currently reading: Skinny by Ibi Kaslik
Friday, August 20, 2010
Since it was asked, I might as well answer it.
In the comments of yesterday's post, RuthEDay asked a question that I sort of answered in the comments, but I feel that I should address it farther so I'm going to. Basically she asked if the ankle breaking lead to the sucky down turn in my life.
Kind of.
Not that my life was exactly rainbow and clouds and square dancing, previous to my sophomore year of high school, but losing volleyball pretty much cemented my place in the "why the fuck do I even exist" world. I wasn't, like, super good, or anything, but I was good enough, that with practice I could have played in college, and gone to a state school like I wanted. I'd played volleyball from sixth grade until my sophomore year, well I was on the team junior year, but the ankle situation lasted about 10 months longer than it should have, (long story, don't ask) so I didn't get to play that season.
I lost friends, who probably we're really my friends looking back at it, but it was high school, and frankly if you talked to me, FRIEND. Remember John Green's video where he talks about college, and making friends, that person, the one basically crying so that you'd be your friend, that was me in high school/ up until, like, maybe, two weeks ago when I realized I actually had some really good friends who weren't assholes.
Because I didn't have volleyball, I fell into this HOLE OF SAD. My grades tanked and found myself drowning with no way out. I know a lot of people have been there, have felt that, have made their lives better, turned around and clawed toward the light, but there are days, still, when I feel like that sad kid stuck in that bottomless hole knowing that I'm never going to get out of it. I was one of the lucky ones, though. I was that one in a million kid that had a teacher like Mr. Feeny from Boy Meets World, that one that cares so much about you that they stop you in the hallway to say "see you tomorrow," even when they know they have a teacher's conference in Boston and aren't going to be there the next day. I'm lucky enough to still have that person in my life now, and that I can call this person my friend, even if I can't call him by his first name because it's too weird (I graduated high school 5 years ago, it will always be weird to call teachers by their first names. His first name is Mr. and it will be that way for the rest of my life).
I know that there is a way out of the hole, a way to fix it, but I get so lost in the fact that I've found myself there again, that it spirals out of control again. I feel that if I could go to that moment and run on the outside of the group instead of the inside, and therefore not fall off the sidewalk-less road of my town and break my ankle I'd be better. This is why I re-read A Prayer for Owen Meany this year, so that I could grasp at that piece of seventeen year old me, and hope that somehow twenty-three year old me would get it.
I feel that even changing that small piece of life, I would still be pretty much the same person I am now. I mean there's no doubt in my mind that I would end up a nerdfighter. I've always been a nerdfighter, I'd still be the weird girl that thought it was socially acceptable to wear post it notes as a fashion accessory on my jean jacket (Note to self, this is probably why you had no friends in high school), and I'd still have an unacceptable for someone of my age crush on Michael J Fox, I'd still love Harry Potter, I just won't be so sad all the time, I won't get lost in my own depressing thoughts.
Part of me says that MAYBE if I didn't give that teacher the chance to save me, I wouldn't be where I am. I wouldn't be the biggest fan *cough*facebook stalker *cough* of the improv troupe, since I wouldn't have needed the extra credit in English that compelled me to go to the first show. I may not have found Nerdfighteria as soon as I did, but then again, if I'd gone to a bigger college, may be I would have found it earlier. Maybe I'd be an intern at a magazine or writing somewhere for someone, well on my way to being who I want to be.
I just want to be happy with who I am, I just want to feel comfortable in my own skin, and I just feel that if I wake up and I'm fifteen, I can do that.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
today is awesome, because for the first times since... ummm... well... 2007 I have plans on a FRIDAY NIGHT! With a REAL LIFE PERSON! #omg
Books read: 36
currently reading: Skinny by Ibi Kaslik
Kind of.
Not that my life was exactly rainbow and clouds and square dancing, previous to my sophomore year of high school, but losing volleyball pretty much cemented my place in the "why the fuck do I even exist" world. I wasn't, like, super good, or anything, but I was good enough, that with practice I could have played in college, and gone to a state school like I wanted. I'd played volleyball from sixth grade until my sophomore year, well I was on the team junior year, but the ankle situation lasted about 10 months longer than it should have, (long story, don't ask) so I didn't get to play that season.
I lost friends, who probably we're really my friends looking back at it, but it was high school, and frankly if you talked to me, FRIEND. Remember John Green's video where he talks about college, and making friends, that person, the one basically crying so that you'd be your friend, that was me in high school/ up until, like, maybe, two weeks ago when I realized I actually had some really good friends who weren't assholes.
Because I didn't have volleyball, I fell into this HOLE OF SAD. My grades tanked and found myself drowning with no way out. I know a lot of people have been there, have felt that, have made their lives better, turned around and clawed toward the light, but there are days, still, when I feel like that sad kid stuck in that bottomless hole knowing that I'm never going to get out of it. I was one of the lucky ones, though. I was that one in a million kid that had a teacher like Mr. Feeny from Boy Meets World, that one that cares so much about you that they stop you in the hallway to say "see you tomorrow," even when they know they have a teacher's conference in Boston and aren't going to be there the next day. I'm lucky enough to still have that person in my life now, and that I can call this person my friend, even if I can't call him by his first name because it's too weird (I graduated high school 5 years ago, it will always be weird to call teachers by their first names. His first name is Mr. and it will be that way for the rest of my life).
I know that there is a way out of the hole, a way to fix it, but I get so lost in the fact that I've found myself there again, that it spirals out of control again. I feel that if I could go to that moment and run on the outside of the group instead of the inside, and therefore not fall off the sidewalk-less road of my town and break my ankle I'd be better. This is why I re-read A Prayer for Owen Meany this year, so that I could grasp at that piece of seventeen year old me, and hope that somehow twenty-three year old me would get it.
I feel that even changing that small piece of life, I would still be pretty much the same person I am now. I mean there's no doubt in my mind that I would end up a nerdfighter. I've always been a nerdfighter, I'd still be the weird girl that thought it was socially acceptable to wear post it notes as a fashion accessory on my jean jacket (Note to self, this is probably why you had no friends in high school), and I'd still have an unacceptable for someone of my age crush on Michael J Fox, I'd still love Harry Potter, I just won't be so sad all the time, I won't get lost in my own depressing thoughts.
Part of me says that MAYBE if I didn't give that teacher the chance to save me, I wouldn't be where I am. I wouldn't be the biggest fan *cough*facebook stalker *cough* of the improv troupe, since I wouldn't have needed the extra credit in English that compelled me to go to the first show. I may not have found Nerdfighteria as soon as I did, but then again, if I'd gone to a bigger college, may be I would have found it earlier. Maybe I'd be an intern at a magazine or writing somewhere for someone, well on my way to being who I want to be.
I just want to be happy with who I am, I just want to feel comfortable in my own skin, and I just feel that if I wake up and I'm fifteen, I can do that.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
today is awesome, because for the first times since... ummm... well... 2007 I have plans on a FRIDAY NIGHT! With a REAL LIFE PERSON! #omg
Books read: 36
currently reading: Skinny by Ibi Kaslik
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Versatile Blogger!
Firstly, I feel I should apologize for missing yesterday. Usually I get home at about 10:30 from Stranger than Fiction, so I was going to blog when I got back, BUT I got invited to go so somewhere with some cast members and since I never leave my house, I felt I should go. I feel hanging out with people is an acceptable reason to miss a blog, right? No? alright, but I still wouldn't change anything.
Anyway, a few days ago I was tagged in the versatile blogger award! YAY awards. So now, I must list 8 facts, seven TRUFACTS one UNTRUFACT, and you blog readers, must decide which I am lying about.
I have met John and Hank, as well as both of their wives.
I once stayed at the same hotel as Snoop Dogg
I met most of the friends I had in college on a trip to the bathroom
I once had a beta fish, Brisco, that lived for 3 years.
I have a drawer full of spoons that I have collected *cough*stole*cough* from various restaurants
I wear a bracelet on my wrist to signify the love I have for a fictional character who saved my life
There is rarely a day I don't wish to fall asleep and not wake up at 15 and have a do over
I have lived on both coasts of the United States
And there you are my friends guess the LIE!
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
today is awesome because I think I got the end of my novel in super rough draft form last night!!
Books read 36
currently reading: Skinny by Ibi Kaslik
Anyway, a few days ago I was tagged in the versatile blogger award! YAY awards. So now, I must list 8 facts, seven TRUFACTS one UNTRUFACT, and you blog readers, must decide which I am lying about.
I have met John and Hank, as well as both of their wives.
I once stayed at the same hotel as Snoop Dogg
I met most of the friends I had in college on a trip to the bathroom
I once had a beta fish, Brisco, that lived for 3 years.
I have a drawer full of spoons that I have collected *cough*stole*cough* from various restaurants
I wear a bracelet on my wrist to signify the love I have for a fictional character who saved my life
There is rarely a day I don't wish to fall asleep and not wake up at 15 and have a do over
I have lived on both coasts of the United States
And there you are my friends guess the LIE!
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
today is awesome because I think I got the end of my novel in super rough draft form last night!!
Books read 36
currently reading: Skinny by Ibi Kaslik
Sunday, August 15, 2010
I'm tired.
Can't I just be a Death Eater?
I'm never tired when I should be, like when it's sleep time, but all day, I will be tired. ALL DAY.
I left my house today! It's a big step into the world of not being a home bound except for Tuesdays during the summer kid. I start my job tomorrow, kinda, I get paid to be there, so I'm pretty sure that's what "starting" is.
What else has happened in my life...
I realized last night that I've been lying to myself and I am not really a Gryffindor. I was never a Gryffindor. If the sorting hat appeared, I would never be able to bust a sword out of it. I am a Slytherin. This was my facebook status, and my Dad commented on it... at dinner. He didn't know what a Slytherin was, so I basically Hermione'd it up and explained the History of Hogwarts to him.
I really need to get out of the house more, and, like, interact with people. I mean, I've always been the crazy Harry Potter obsessed nerd girl, but I need to leave the Internet. This crappy part time job thing really couldn't come at a better time for me.
I wish I was a better blogger. In reading you guys' blogs everyday, you seem to have a rhythm, I'm just a crazy person banging my head against the keyboard. Sometimes I'm amazed that I've created mildly coherent sentences.
Well, I'm going to sleep now, since I'm tired.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because there is a new Potions Master's Corner video. If you haven't seen them, Google that shit, you won't reget it. Unless you don't like funny things, then it's not as awesome.
books read 36
Currently Reading: Skinny by Ibi (basilisk) Kaslik
I'm never tired when I should be, like when it's sleep time, but all day, I will be tired. ALL DAY.
I left my house today! It's a big step into the world of not being a home bound except for Tuesdays during the summer kid. I start my job tomorrow, kinda, I get paid to be there, so I'm pretty sure that's what "starting" is.
What else has happened in my life...
I realized last night that I've been lying to myself and I am not really a Gryffindor. I was never a Gryffindor. If the sorting hat appeared, I would never be able to bust a sword out of it. I am a Slytherin. This was my facebook status, and my Dad commented on it... at dinner. He didn't know what a Slytherin was, so I basically Hermione'd it up and explained the History of Hogwarts to him.
I really need to get out of the house more, and, like, interact with people. I mean, I've always been the crazy Harry Potter obsessed nerd girl, but I need to leave the Internet. This crappy part time job thing really couldn't come at a better time for me.
I wish I was a better blogger. In reading you guys' blogs everyday, you seem to have a rhythm, I'm just a crazy person banging my head against the keyboard. Sometimes I'm amazed that I've created mildly coherent sentences.
Well, I'm going to sleep now, since I'm tired.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because there is a new Potions Master's Corner video. If you haven't seen them, Google that shit, you won't reget it. Unless you don't like funny things, then it's not as awesome.
books read 36
Currently Reading: Skinny by Ibi (basilisk) Kaslik
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Whoa, deja vu
Firstly, I just called my dog, Hermione. His name is Loakie. He's annoying and whines a lot, so I find myself yelling "Oh my God Loakie, SHUT UP."
Secondly, my friend didn't watch AVPS last night, so we're watching it tonight.
Thirdly, I've been watching HOUSE all day, and therefore have nothing to blog about. OH, except that in the Sims, my Sim me drowned, leaving my 3 sets of twin girls to be raised by a crazy person. Needless to say, I didn't save that shit. I didn't even know you could actually drown if there were ladders in the pool. WTF.
Lastly, Maggie, I completely agree with you. :) It's freakishly disturbing, but I like it.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
today is awesome because more Harry Potter Fan Made Musical watching is in my immediate future.
Books Read 36
Currently Reading: Skinny by Ibi Kaslik (who wants to take bets on how long it will take me to write "Ibi Basilisk)
Secondly, my friend didn't watch AVPS last night, so we're watching it tonight.
Thirdly, I've been watching HOUSE all day, and therefore have nothing to blog about. OH, except that in the Sims, my Sim me drowned, leaving my 3 sets of twin girls to be raised by a crazy person. Needless to say, I didn't save that shit. I didn't even know you could actually drown if there were ladders in the pool. WTF.
Lastly, Maggie, I completely agree with you. :) It's freakishly disturbing, but I like it.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
today is awesome because more Harry Potter Fan Made Musical watching is in my immediate future.
Books Read 36
Currently Reading: Skinny by Ibi Kaslik (who wants to take bets on how long it will take me to write "Ibi Basilisk)
Friday, August 13, 2010
Guess who got a job??
Snape?
NO, ME!
Every time someone asks me a question my immediate answer is Snape? NO ONE EVER GETS IT. Except you guys, because you guys are Made of Win.
Before I get into Blogging mode, Thank you very much Maggie for your comment yesterday. I'm glad you liked it, and publication is my eventual goal. Perhaps one day, you will receive a magical advanced Reader's copy. :)
Back to the blogging! In the quest to get sad crappy part time job, I had to make a phone call to my former boss. If I'm going to be 100% honest with you, I have probably have the weirdest collective group of friends anyone one person had. It includes my 11th grade English Teacher, Random Improv comics, my Former Boss, who is a legit CRAZY PERSON, and three people I've never met that live far, far away, and you guys, I've decided you guys are my friends. I hope you're okay with this.
The person I'm probably the closest to lives the farthest. I have no friends that are either a. my age or b. live within hang out for the day driving distance. most of them live in this box I'm typing into. How did this happen? How did I become that person with no "real life" friends? It's so weird to think about. Not that I don't truly love my Nerd Girls, but it's weird. I've never met them and yet it feels like I've known them forever in a good way.
Laura, wrote a post yesterday about this same thing, which is why I was thinking about it. If I was to sit down and think about this, Laura is my best friend. We talk almost all the time. Today we became Pen Pals, because we're awesome, and we've never met.
This was going to be about how I got a job and how weird My Former Boss is, so is SO WEIRD, but I love her.
Actual Google Massage chat we had while she was on the phone with my new employer:
HER: Are you a terrorist?
ME: Not that I'm aware of.
HER: OK.
HER Have you ever been trained or plotted terrorist actions?
ME: No, WTF are you talking about?
HER: Have you ever trained anyone in the ways of terrorist?
ME: still no, seriously WTF?
HER: Just the questions they're asking me. LOL
This was my background check I guess.
I think I've rambled about nothing long enough, right? *omnipresent voice* RIGHT! right.
My phone alarm went off, it says it's "Joe Walker in a dress time."
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
today is awesome because soon I'll be able to buy t-shirts and get an oil change!
Books read 36.
NO, ME!
Every time someone asks me a question my immediate answer is Snape? NO ONE EVER GETS IT. Except you guys, because you guys are Made of Win.
Before I get into Blogging mode, Thank you very much Maggie for your comment yesterday. I'm glad you liked it, and publication is my eventual goal. Perhaps one day, you will receive a magical advanced Reader's copy. :)
Back to the blogging! In the quest to get sad crappy part time job, I had to make a phone call to my former boss. If I'm going to be 100% honest with you, I have probably have the weirdest collective group of friends anyone one person had. It includes my 11th grade English Teacher, Random Improv comics, my Former Boss, who is a legit CRAZY PERSON, and three people I've never met that live far, far away, and you guys, I've decided you guys are my friends. I hope you're okay with this.
The person I'm probably the closest to lives the farthest. I have no friends that are either a. my age or b. live within hang out for the day driving distance. most of them live in this box I'm typing into. How did this happen? How did I become that person with no "real life" friends? It's so weird to think about. Not that I don't truly love my Nerd Girls, but it's weird. I've never met them and yet it feels like I've known them forever in a good way.
Laura, wrote a post yesterday about this same thing, which is why I was thinking about it. If I was to sit down and think about this, Laura is my best friend. We talk almost all the time. Today we became Pen Pals, because we're awesome, and we've never met.
This was going to be about how I got a job and how weird My Former Boss is, so is SO WEIRD, but I love her.
Actual Google Massage chat we had while she was on the phone with my new employer:
HER: Are you a terrorist?
ME: Not that I'm aware of.
HER: OK.
HER Have you ever been trained or plotted terrorist actions?
ME: No, WTF are you talking about?
HER: Have you ever trained anyone in the ways of terrorist?
ME: still no, seriously WTF?
HER: Just the questions they're asking me. LOL
This was my background check I guess.
I think I've rambled about nothing long enough, right? *omnipresent voice* RIGHT! right.
My phone alarm went off, it says it's "Joe Walker in a dress time."
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
today is awesome because soon I'll be able to buy t-shirts and get an oil change!
Books read 36.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Jobs!?! and I have weird friend
I had a job interview today! It was at Walmart, but still JOB! I basically have it, but they have to check my references and awesomely enough both of my former bosses are on vacation this week... So possibly by this time next week, I might have a job!! Unless Adam is a totally douche canoe, which is oddly likely but still #yes
Did I just hash tag my blog? Yes, yes I did.
My dad also believes that Neville will come home. I'm interested to see how he reacts to have three cats if this happens, especially considering that Spencer hisses at everything, Indy is mentally unstable and Neville will eat anything that moves.
I got questions in the comments, this is also a reminder to ask me questions, so that I don't bore you to death with my boringly boring life.
My friend, asked me which I preferred, Tumbr or Blogger. This is an unfair question. There is no comparing. Yes, there are both blogging websites, but I see Tumblr more like a twitter with more Harry Potter, and by Harry Potter, I mean StarKid, and by StarKid, I believe Jen will know what I mean.
OH! Speaking of Tumblr, I saw the most amazing thing, which probably no one else will find funny. There is a video that's a behind the scenes StarKid scene and there's a .gif of Joe Walker eating Ice Cream and a comment from the video labeled "BEST youtube video comment ever: Is there any reason one of the kids is eating ice cream with a fork?" /things only I find hilarious.
Anyways, I like blogger for writing. I prefer it for writing. Tumblr is for short things, I tend to be long winded even when I'm not talking about anything, which I'm sure ya'll have noticed. I'm not, like, good at making things, but I like seeing things that other people have made. I enjoy reblogging them and giggling at things until iced tea squirts out my nose and I have to explain to my Dad what just happened. My Dad finds youtube comments unfunny
Also JenJen, I FOUND that Kevin is a Hufflepuff.
There is literally no way to end this blog entry in a way that makes any logical sense. So...
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because JOB! #notasentence
Books read 35
Currently reading: Twenty Boy Summer by Sarah Ockler
Did I just hash tag my blog? Yes, yes I did.
My dad also believes that Neville will come home. I'm interested to see how he reacts to have three cats if this happens, especially considering that Spencer hisses at everything, Indy is mentally unstable and Neville will eat anything that moves.
I got questions in the comments, this is also a reminder to ask me questions, so that I don't bore you to death with my boringly boring life.
My friend, asked me which I preferred, Tumbr or Blogger. This is an unfair question. There is no comparing. Yes, there are both blogging websites, but I see Tumblr more like a twitter with more Harry Potter, and by Harry Potter, I mean StarKid, and by StarKid, I believe Jen will know what I mean.
OH! Speaking of Tumblr, I saw the most amazing thing, which probably no one else will find funny. There is a video that's a behind the scenes StarKid scene and there's a .gif of Joe Walker eating Ice Cream and a comment from the video labeled "BEST youtube video comment ever: Is there any reason one of the kids is eating ice cream with a fork?" /things only I find hilarious.
Anyways, I like blogger for writing. I prefer it for writing. Tumblr is for short things, I tend to be long winded even when I'm not talking about anything, which I'm sure ya'll have noticed. I'm not, like, good at making things, but I like seeing things that other people have made. I enjoy reblogging them and giggling at things until iced tea squirts out my nose and I have to explain to my Dad what just happened. My Dad finds youtube comments unfunny
Also JenJen, I FOUND that Kevin is a Hufflepuff.
There is literally no way to end this blog entry in a way that makes any logical sense. So...
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because JOB! #notasentence
Books read 35
Currently reading: Twenty Boy Summer by Sarah Ockler
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Everyone is posting pictures of cats!
I was reading the BEDA's that have been posted today so far, and it seems that EVERYONE is posting adorable cat pictures. This makes me miss my cat even more.
My cat, Neville, I believe I've talked about him before and how he ran away, is the best cat of all time. I know everyone thinks this, but Neville, much like his namesake, was a totally BAMF. He used to beat up our dog and kill mice, squirrels, frogs, and one time, he ATE A SNAKE. I rescued him, when he was a baby, his previous owners broke his back legs, and he was four months old when I got him.
Neville, the most adorable BAMF ever.
My parents seem to believe that he has died. I still believe that he will come back, but today my grandmother sent y mom and e-mail telling her she could keep the kitten we got her for mother's day. So, we took in Spencer, so named after the elder brother of the title character of Maureen Johnson's latest novel Scarlet Fever.
Since moving into our home, little Spencer has spent 3 hours hiding in our bathtub terrified of our giant dog. It would be funny if Loakie (the dog) didn't keep trying to lick him. He also doesn't want the cat to play with his toys. Loakie is a horrible dog, in case you were wondering.
I really miss Neville. He was so awesome, and I really hope he isn't dead, but if he doesn't come home, I hope that whomever has him is good to him. I just want him to come back to where he belongs. I hope that if he does, he doesn't think that I've replaced him. There's no replacing Neville. Spencer is just another kitten that needed a home, much like Nevz was when my dad almost backed him over with the Uhaul truck.
AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because Spencer is trying to catch a fly, and it may be the cutest thing I've ever seen.
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Currently reading: 20 boy summer by Sarah Ockler
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