So tonight  I had my first bartending shift at the Reddstone.

A wine glass exploded in my  hands whilst I was trying to clean the lipstick off of it.

5 total cuts (and bandaid mayhem, and blood all over the one cooler) plus 2 giant pieces of glass in my bra and another 2 separate pieces of glass in my shoes.

ugh. and a piece even hit Steve in the face!! thankfully he was not damaged.

Also my car wouldn't start...... again.

But at least Eri was able to give me a jump so I could get home.

blah.

that is all.

Oh wait.

isn't it gross when the bandaid comes off and the affected area is all white, soggy and wrinkleh? eeeeeew. fingers be frrrrrreeeeeee! emancipation....

now for real.

that is all.

<3 the last lope

Dear Diary,

Today work was very dead.

I bought bright red lipstick and dyed my hair. I look totally bangin'!

Also, I made 8$ please shoot me!

And for the record....

I had something extremely clever and witty to say but I seem to have utterly forgotten it.

That is all.

So I started working out again. Been cutting back on the cigarette consumption and trying to watch the ol' calories. I figure if I get a head start now I won't be reduced quite to tears when I begin the whole bikini-shopping-self-torture process in spring.

However, I have not worked out in a considerable amount of time, and have done pretty much nothing with my free time but smoke, drink and sit around on the computer in the interim. While I have not gained considerable wieght, I am finding myself to be woefully out of shape. Picture me on hands and knees trying to wobble my way through a push up. *grunt... sweat... arg!! ONE! Yeah! pant pant... etc.* 

You get the idea. Wish me luck LJ'ers... I'm on my way to a body I don't dispise, one pathetic crunch at a time!

So The other day I was working at my Enormous Corporate Restaurant job and we were prparing for the head honchos from district to come in for inspection the next day. This meant everything had to be spotless and perfectly spec. Wiping down the silverware, making sure the napkins were facing the right direction ( must open like a book) and exactly 4 of every condiment in the server station, first ketchup and then mustard and then hot sauce and then A1, all in neat little rows.

So as I puttered about with a couple of my co-workers, polishing knives and aligning sugar packets in their caddys I began to tell a story from my youth.

"When I was a little girl," I began, "Me and my brother had to do a few chores around the house, like taking out the trash or cleaning the bathroom. One day when this was still a fairly new task ( I must have been between 5 and 7 ) I asked my mom how the bathroom should look when I was done cleaning it. She answered me, "Well, just pretend that Jesus is coming to our house to visit tomorrow and you are cleaning it as best you can for Him!"

"Now..." I continued my tale, "I rememeber clearly, thinking to myself, 'If Jesus was coming here tomorrow, the state of the bathrooms would probably not be high on his list of priorities. Also, couldn't a deity such as Jesus change the state of the bathroom with a single thought?' My young brain just couldn't seem to figure it out."

By this time my co-workers are laughing and I finish my tale with, "What my mom should have told me was that I should clean the bathroom as though Corporate was comming tomorrow! It would have been full of dark foreshadowing. 'Mommy, what's corporate?' 'Oh, just the hell you'll be condemned to when you grow up because you wouldn't clean the bathroom for Jesus!'"

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A) tell you why I friended you
B) associate you with something - fandom, a song, a color, a photo, etc.
C) tell you something I like about you
D) tell you a memory I have of you
E) ask something I've always wanted to know about you
F) tell you my favorite user pic of yours
G) in return, you should post this in your LJ

It is official,

My name is Deanna and I have a problem with Halo.
I can't quit "any time I like," and it's not "just a good time" anymore.

I need help. Maybe I need an intervention, or to spend a few days in a clinic.

But at the same time I don't want to quit. The fuel rod gun alone is reason enough not to quit. And I have found that I drive much better after playing, since nothing is shooting at me and I can concentrate on the road and the operation of my fabulous vehicle.

Maybe someday I'll break the cycle, but today is not that day. I'll quit tomorrow.

Well hello LJ friends!

I have returned from my little three-day weekend in MI with Jesse; We had much good times. The ren-fair was so much fun, we walked around in the forrest where the thing was, drinking beer and watching people make crafts and perform their cool uh... performances? I don't know what to call it. They had a real blacksmith, and someone doing lampwork with glass beads and a blow-torch, people making chain mail, and there were belly-dancers and drummers, and stilt-walkers and this guy with four crystal balls in one hand rolling them around and around, and one huge one in the other... He was rolling them up and down his arms and ballancing them all, it was really quite hypnotic.

They also had real jousting! it was fucking sweet! Best thing ever... The horses were all rescues, and the "knights" were really good riders, and very in tune with their animals. when one of the horses just wouldn't charge, they let him stop and rest instead of forcing him on, it was good to see people being sane with their show animals. They also had people singing and acting and doing comedy... and Sword fighting! Whee!

But in any case, it was my first ren-fair and it was fucking sweet. Me and Jess had a good time, and it was just so nice to actually spend a weekend together and not have to worry about work. le sigh...

In other breaking news, I severely fucked up my back lifting a keg at work (stupid, I know) and had to leave work and take a few days off. It's some better, but if you guys would project some healing energy my way it would be much appreciated, seeing as I have to work all weekend and last night I couldn't get off the floor. :-/

Well, LJ friends, I have a three day weekend! yay!

I am waiting for Jesse to finish his laundry so we can get on the road.
We're going to Michigan for a rennassance fair, it should be fun. We got us a hotel room too so we can get tanked and not have to woorry about drivinig back until the next day. Wheee!