On a whim

Tonight, two of my work friends and I decided to get an apartment together.

I feel that this will probably be one of the best decisions I've made in a while. I'm so excited about it. I need to come up with nicknames for them, especially if we'll be living together, but yeah. I'm beyond excited about the possibly of living with these two girls, you have no idea.

We haven't known each other long enough for us to be three best friends living together, but we know each other well enough to know that we're slowing going to drive each other insane, but we know we'll be able to handle it. We all work similar ridiculous hours, at the same store, and we're all fairly similar, so we believe it will be wonderful and happy fun time.

I really hope it is. I really hope we actually do this. That we actually can get a moderately priced apartment and live there in harmony and happiness for a couple years or whatever.

I will totz keep you all updated, but I just wanted to finger spasm my excitement. We're going out for drinks to talk about where we want to live and prices and stuff. :D :D

AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY

I got called a Satanist today!

I just kind of have to write this down because it's so ridiculous.

Back Story!
I wear a  Slytherin scarf, it was expensive. I work in a place where things left in the break room sometimes get "lost" and I happen to work with the vindictive bitch whom I use to call the George to my Fred, so scarf is never out of my eyesight, ever.

So I have it on the back of my register whilst I work. Normally no one ever says anything, and if they do they say something like "Is that a Harry Potter Scarf?" "Oh where did you get?" or "Why aren't you a Gryffindor?"

TODAY a wonderful woman, who had three children with her, one about seventeen-ish one around nine or ten and one about three or four (in my guessing of ages) said to me: "Oh what is that symbol on your scarf?"
and I replied: "It's the symbol of the House of Slytherin in Hogwarts from Harry Potter."

The woman's face went from mildly pleasant to RAGE in seconds. She then proceeded to yell at me. She said: "I can not believe they allow you to have such a thing at your register. You are blatantly condoning Witchcraft and Sorcery and subliminally teaching my children about Satanism and devil worship. I can't believe the store would let someone like you do such a thing to unsuspecting costumers."

I, calmly as I could considering I had just been called a satanist in front of a store full of people, said: "Have you even read the Harry Potter books ma'am."

To which she replied, still steaming, in a full Walmart in the middle of the afternoon. "I don't need to read Satan's guide to Witchcraft to know what it's about, and I do not like you showing it off to my children!"

I then handed this lovely woman her slip and said "Have a great day ma'am." And she glared at me.

The man behind her almost wet himself trying not to laugh until she watched away.

AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY.

I cannot believe I haven't talked of this before.

Before I start about what this is actually supposed to be written about, I just want to say that I saw Harry Potter last night and it totally blew me away. I can't get over how amazing those actors are, how well that movie was done, everything about it I loved. I mean, there were a few things I would have had added like where that weird piece of mirror that Harry keeps looking at came from, but all it all well done, best so far I think. So many tears were shed. I can't wait for part 2. Only 237 days!!

Anyway, a big part of why I went to school to see the movie is a. I wanted to see it with my friend Noelles, and 2. I hadn't seen my best friend in six months. SIX MONTHS.

I know I spend a lot of time on here complaining that I'm friendless and alone, but honestly, my friends just live so far away that I feel alone. I mean, I don't really have anyone to listen to me, besides you guys the people who live in my computer and felt the desire to read about my boring life; but I have the Harry Potter to my Ron Weasley, the Cory Matthews to my Shawn Hunter, the Sam to my Frodo.

I know that somewhere I've talked about this kid, this weird, lovable, amazing kid that came into my life my junior year of college and once told me that he couldn't wait until we because "Adult friends." There aren't really words to describe our friendship, but I was once appointed the person who kept him from talking about Pokemon during Environmental Club meetings, and trust me, this was the single most important role in the club.

How I spent the last six months, the sadness, loneliness, I point at not having him around, not being able to walk over and knock on his door and have him look at my face and tell me everything was going to be okay and hug me until I felt better. He could always make me feel better.

I could spend my life talking about how amazing he is, and how last night whilst we all sat in his living room and talked about Harry Potter and he didn't remember a fairly important character's death, he remembered on line said about how Snape could fly and argued that that character didn't die but Snape could fly for quite a while, then googled it and decided that Snape is part vampire.
ARTICLE HERE: http://www.beyondhogwarts.com/harry-potter/articles/sinking-our-teeth-into-the-character-of-snape.html

I mostly wanted to say that I really don't talk about my best friend enough, and I should. Everyone should have a friend in their life who is 100% convinced that they will servive when they kick a bear in the balls simply by throwing a fish in the opposite direction.

AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because Neville Longbottom, secondary love of my life, is a BAD ASS with his 5 words in the whole movie, Rupert Grint should just win awards, and Tom Felton, TOM FELTON!!!

Dedicated to the comment Maggie left earlier

I'm not giving up writing. I still editing my other story, and the NaNo I wrote last year was un-salvageable, there was nothing there I could use to make a sensible story. The year before I got about 10k in before I quit. Writing is something I can do, NaNo isn't, it just isn't.

I've just kind of excepted that,

That I'm not going to win NaNo this year. I barely have 13k and I'm really not feeling my story. I spend hours staring at the blank word document, and I just can't move it forward. I've gone back and changed the whole thing twice already, and I just can't get it to where I can get more than 10k without getting stuck.

I know it's not about the story its about writing, but I just can't make this story work. I keep telling all my friends that are going it not to give up and just keep writing but with my stupid schedule and my lack of any creative motivation, I'm never going to reach the end. Last year I was living with a person that was competing with me. Here all I have is my parents yelling at me because I don't spend enough time downstairs and spend too much time on the computer. I can't win. Either in life or in NaNoWriMo.

So this is Deanna quiting NaNoWriMo this year, and probably forever, it was fun last year, this year it's just work and I don't need more work on my plate right now.

Hi.

*walks in slowly* *waves* *smiles awkwardly*
I know, it seems as if I've been avoiding you, or leaving you alone for far too long. I'm sorry, but it's November now, and you know what that means? You guessed it I'll be writing blogs instead of my NaNoWriMo novel! Because I'm really bad at not procrastinating.

I'm just over 2100 right now, which isn't too bad for day one. I have to keep on top of this and write extra on Tuesdays if I want to get stuff done, but I'm so easily distracted.

I could stare at that for like, two hours five minutes.

Did I tell you I've started watching Doctor Who? I think most of the people that read this blog follow me on twitter, or know me in real life, so they know, but I feel like sharing anyway. I freaking LOVE this show. I have no idea why I didn't start watching it before, I mean I was told about it when I was in high school, I should have started watching then. I'm still watching that gif btw as I'm typing. 


What has happened in my life since I last blogged. It was my birthday on Wednesday, I'm know the unimportant age of 24, I went to a concert, OH OH OH I MADE A FRIEND!!!! We go out on Thursdays! I have STANDING PLANS. You don't even know. *does I have a friend dance* And she's a nerd, and she loves Harry Potter, AND she watches Doctor Who, although she hasn't seen the any other Doctor but Matt Smith, and I'm not sure if I like him yet, but it's only been three episodes. I'm pretty sure I hate Amy though. We have plans to watch Buffy together, and and and possibly Dexter. I love having nerdy friends. My old friend, she wouldn't have done things like that with me.

I should show you my Halloween Costumes.

Marty McFly

Random Slytherin person Or Ginny Weasley if you're a person who came to the Epping Wal-Mart.

I still need my Harry Potter tickets.

AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY.
Today is awesome because I found that gif. OMG.

Books Read 37.
I know I suck, still reading the Book Thief.

I just met Kristina Horner.

Like four hours ago, seriously.

Photo graphic evidence: 

I went to the Triple Rainbow show in Boston which was at the awesomely convent time of 3 in the afternoon. I met a new person, and now we are twitter friends :) It was exciting. 

ANYWAY the show WAS AWESOME. My camera died right before ALL CAPS came on but, you know, that's my life. I did record some Jason Munday, Mike Lombardo and Alex Carpenter  and most of Snape vs. Snape I think so we do get some Luke and Kristina. I haven't uploaded it to the computer yet, just one Jason Munday song which will be posted HERE: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TnHijCyToJk NOTE: when you click on this the girl sitting next to me FLIPPED OUT and is SCREAMING, so adjust the volume on your computer accordingly or you won't have ear drums. JS.

I'll be posting more when I have time, which means Tuesday. 

FAVORITE quotes: Mike: At the merch table we even have Jason Munday light up swords. 

Everyone else on the tour: LIGHT SABERS!!!!!!!!

Man: So you guys know the band?

People waiting for the concert: We like to think we do.

AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY

today is awesome... hmm... let me think... today is awesome because I met one of the people that got me to write why today is awesome at the end of my blogs. AND Luke is far too attractive seriously

Books Read: 38

Currently reading: The Book Theif

What Deanna did today.

If I'm not pressured to blog, I tend not to, so sorry I've been neglecting you.

Today I did something really cool, but it needs a back story. Last Thanksgiving, my Dad joined what he calls a Biker gang. It's not a gang its the American Legion Military Veterans Motorcycle club. Because they are veterans organization, they are told about things that non-veterans don't know about, like when the planes are landing in the old Air Force base near my house. These planes contain men and women either going to or coming home from the wars in the Middle East.

I mentioned in my last post that a man (I guess, weird) that I went to school with, that I've known since I was seven recently came home, and that I have one friend (well, the husband of my mom's best friend's daughter) is currently in basic in Alaska, he'll be going over in April.

Today I got to see a group of men off to their deployment. The old Air Force base in Southern New Hampshire is a refueling stop for many flights heading overseas so we, the greeters have the change to say "Thank You and good luck" to the people leaving, and "Welcome Home" to those coming back.

The base here and one in Bangor ME are the only ones that welcome soldiers home, and say good bye to them. I personally, I think that's wrong. Shouldn't every airport these people who are fighting for us have someone say "Hey welcome home" no matter where they are? This isn't 1968.

Anyway, It was weird, emotional, really emotional. Shaking their hands and saying thank you for what they'll be doing for us. I guess because it's everything I never got to say to the kid from my class before he left, or when I saw him in the store.


I hope I get to do it again.

AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY

This post may make me sound insane.

But how many of my posts make me look not insane? Answer: zero.

Note: this blog may contain Harry Potter Spoilers, so if you don't want to be Spoiled, don't read on.

I was reading the other day, most like on Wikipedia, or some other such credible source, that wizard children aren't required to go to muggle school previous to attending Hogwarts. I've always kind of wondered about this. Mostly because of how Mr. Weasley acts and how pure blooded wizards seem so out of the loop when it comes to muggle things.

Because I'm Deanna, I was thinking about this, and about how my future children with Fred Weasley (*cough* I'm not insane *cough*) or, you know other wizard children, would be raised.

In reading Harry Potter, and mostly seeing Mr. Weasley, I think it may be important for children of wizarding families to have some kind of muggle education. It's up to grade 5 or 6 I believe. I think that it would be good for wizard children to know the basics of the muggle world. I mean, there isn't much purely wizarding world left, really. Well that we know of in 1998. Only certain towns (right?) so most likely wizard children are going to grow up around muggles. Wouldn't it be a good idea to let wizard children and muggle children learn the basics together, then went school starts to get harder and more specialized then you send your kid to Hogwarts, or whatever.

I love Mr. Weasley, but I don't want my children to be like him, you know, all fascinated with the muggle world because they never got to live in it or explore it.

Wow, I'm completely insane.

AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because sometime next week there is going to be a SKYPE PARTY!!

Books read 38
Last Finished- MockingJay.
If you haven't read it READ IT

I work in retail. just murder me with a spoon.

Unlike every other blog post I've ever written, this one is going to be filled with angst and hatred toward things. (please read the previous statement in the most sarcastic tone you can.)

As the title suggests, or you know, I work in retail, at a fun little place called Wal-Mart. I've worked at several other retail stores in my day, Barnes an Noble, Kohls, K-Mart, a small grocery chain, and basically this has made me hate people.

Wal-Mart has given me new people to hate.

Living in this part of the Shire, I've never really been fond of the students at a particular prestigious high school near by; mostly because they like to run in front of on coming traffic and think the world owes them because they're smart. I've yet to meet a person, that isn't fictional, who attended that school who isn't a totally fucking fuck.

Its like they've never been in a store before. I had one girl today that literally filled all my bags and had stuff on top of the turn-y thing, AND a poster leaning up against my register, AND a fucking pole. There were people behind her in line. AND SHE JUST STOOD THERE TALKING TO PEOPLE.

I said "Excuse me, but can you please take some of your bags so I can ring in my next order. I don't have any room."

And she said "Hold on a sec, I'm busy." then continued to talk to her friend, then turned around and said "Oh are you waiting for me *giggle*" and then I stabbed her 47 times in the face.

That last part may not be true, because I would have been fired.

ALSO a lady told me that I "don't look like the kind of person that passes up pie."
Thanks for calling me fat old woman, thanks.

I hate my job. I hate it SO hard.

But my shirt should be here soon and I get paid tomorrow so I can buy new shoes.


But, I did see a guy from my class who was over seas, whom I didn't know was home. It was from a distance, but it was nice to know he was home, and gets to be with his wife and daughters. I don't think he was home for the birth of either of his children. We need to bring one more home and then I can start watching the news again.

AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because I know Chris is home, and really, that's be best thing I've heard in a long time.

books read 37
currently reading: Mockingjay.

HEY!!

Hi!!

Did you miss me? Probably not, but I missed you guys. :)

Since I've "gone" I found some new blogging friends on tumblr, but, SERIOUSLY, not as awesome as you guys. I love you guys.

What have I done this last week? Oh yeah, I worked. OH and got PAID. *weird high pitched voice* MONEY. I have on the way to me a nice green StarKid t-shirt.

I am also going to the Triple Rainbow show in Boston  Oct 9th. Uberly excited.

I also have a friend! I think I talked about here toward the end of BEDA but I have a real life friend. Someone who I didn't go to school with who can't make fun of me for being weird because she doesn't even KNOW about the weird yet. Poor her... We're going out tomorrow night. I'm excited. I haven't gone out to a bar, umm, ever? Yeah ever. I'm 23 btwz.

Quick story: Spent my 21st birthday, which was a Saturday, in Salem MA standing next to the memorial for Giles Corey, telling people about him. *cough* uber lame English nerd *cough* Giles Corey is my HERO. If anyone deserves HERO WORSHIP, it's Giles Corey.

In other things, my High School English Teacher has a play coming out in two weeks. More on this later when I actually know more about it. All I really know is that there are robots. He keeps tweeting about Robots.

I think this is where we part of the evening. I'm far too tired for 9:30 at night.

AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
today is awesome because I own a purple dress.

books read: 37

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 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.

Let's do this

I had a plan for this blog, but then I read Kristina's blog today, and I want to copy her. So I'm going to.

BUT FIRST!
I was working today, and this woman and her daughter (aged 5 or 6ish) came through my line, the girl was being kind of whiny and childlike, not overly annoying, but annoying enough. The girl was asking to hold things and stuff and I could tell that the mom was getting really annoyed. This behavior had been going on for most of the store, I guess. The mom was trying to punch in her PIN and the girl started to pull on the ladies coat, and saying "Mommy, I want to press the buttons!" The mother looked down at the little girl and said "Oh My God, Hermione, shut up." The little girl crossed her arms over her chest and pouted.

I almost wet myself and bit the inside of my mouth until it started to bleed, to keep myself from laughing.

The most important part of that story is that there are 5 and 6 year old children in the world named Hermione; and although she may not be named after the character in Harry Potter, I'm just going to assume she is. I hope one day that girl grows up to be the cleverest witch of her age. And that woman, most likely un-knowingly, since she was, like 35, gets to make AVPM references all day, everyday.

Back to copying Kristina Horner:
She wrote about her life 10 years ago. In December, everyone on twitter was talking about what they were like in the year 2000 I sent couple tweets that looked a lot like this: #10yearsago I was 13, had a huge crush on that Lab Tech on CSI, Greg, Fave Song was Pin Ball Wizard by The Who, I had a freakishly large Zac Hanson poster and my favorite movie was Back To The Future, and I couldn't WAIT for Order of the Phoenix
I then sent out a tweet that went something like this: As apposed to know, were Greg is no longer in the Lab, but a real CSI, my Hanson poster contains all three brothers and all the Harry Potter books have been released.  #ImthesamepersonIwaswhenIwas13.

I remember reading the tweets of the people I get to my phone, as we weren't cool enough to have Internet in the apartment. A lot of people were saying things like "Ten years ago I was deciding if I wanted to be in television or become a teacher." (became a teacher, if you were wondering) or "ten years ago I was a cheerleader, now I want to kill all cheerleaders"

I bring this up, because looking back at my life, my interests haven't changed very much. However, I don't think that 13 year old Deanna would like 23 year old Deanna, I also think 13 year old Deanna would call me a nerd and probably kick me, because 13 year old Deanna was a bitch, she was also a nerd, but intolerant of other nerds, because she was the BEST nerd EVER.

I've always been a nerd, and I wore my nerd with pride, unashamed that I was weirder than anyone that had ever existed. (I've decided that this is a fact.) My post it note days were only a year away, but I did carry around little boxes for key chains that played music (Oh the nineties)  I had a B*Witched one and a SClub 7 one is I remember correctly. I also got them taken away a lot, because they would go off at random times. I carried unnecessary things and had a posters of both Michael J Fox and Zac Hanson in my locker.

I was not yet friends with the girl that would lead to my belief that being weird and strange was a bad thing, so I was just out there being me and not caring about it. I kind of miss that kid. My backward baseball cap days. I have a picture of 13 year old me, I'm at a formal, so no hat but here:

I'm the one with the glasses, the other girl is Queen Elizabeth I (inside jokes)

I look exactly the same, well i got new glasses, and I have braces in that picture, but I look exactly the same.

In her blog Kristina talked about how different she was as a young teen, and we're for the purposes of this blog, the same age (I'm a year older than her IRL). I just can't help looking at myself and seeing an nearly identical person. Everyone around me figured I'd grow out of the "Harry Potter thing" I always figured my weird obsession with MJF would eventually fade, but there is now "growing out of Harry Potter" and from where I sit, I can see hanging in my closet this outfit:

without MJF in it, obvs.

Thinking about how we're supposed to "grow up" and change and evolve as people, and seeing that I still love the same things just as passionately, if not MORE passionately than I did when I was 13 makes me wonder if I something is wrong with me. Or maybe there is just something so great about the things I loved when I was a kid, that I never should let go of it.

I don't know, what do you guys think?

AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY

Today is awesome because, well, mostly because the inside of my face still hurts from that child being told to shut up.

Books Read 36

Currently have 4 chapters left of Skinny by Ibi Kalisk (I'm usually a much faster reader.)

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

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

Right now

I'm legit just eating a pint of Ben and Jerry's and being sad. Basically nothing went as planned,and it rained and ruined my hair.

I hugged everyone in the cast except the one I wanted to. And now, I'm just, I just.

I can't blog under these conditions. Sorry guys.

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

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:

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

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.

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 Family

Books read 36
Currently reading: Skinny by Ibi Kaslik