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On the topic of my car...

Thu, 02 Jul 2009 17:42:43 GMT

C. Maximillian Wampler IV, '91 Celica Extraordinaire, the fourth in a very distinguished line of beaters I have been privileged to own was snatched from the jaws of a slow death in a scrap yard last week. C. Maximillian died in the middle of the road at aproximately 1:15 a.m. on a Thursday on Clifton in Lakewood Ohio. My friends and I were able to push Max to a parking space and attempt to jump him back to life. However as soon as I turned on those beautiful pop-up headlights, he died again. We abandoned my car and headed up to Corkies for crack-e-oke. After much deliberation over the next couple of days, I decided it was indeed worth the money to fix poor Max, since I knew what was wrong with him (the alternator) and did not have enough money saved to buy even a decent beater (and it is far too far to my job for me to walk...) So I had him towed to my shop and fixed. The man at the shop politely informed me that if I continued to drive C. Maximillian Wampler IV as he was, I would most definitely die, as my rear rotars were entirely made of rust and one was actually fused to itself. (ohhhh, THAT'S what that horrible noise was!) So I fixed my beloved batmobile and 590$ poorer, I took my Max and went home.

Although it sounds grim, at least I have accomplished one of my goals... A car that starts. Every time.

Love you Max! Please stop breaking!

fingers be free: emancipation from the band aid!

Sat, 28 Feb 2009 09:05:24 GMT

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

Thu, 05 Feb 2009 06:23:43 GMT

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.

believe in yourself ladies! say no to fat!

Wed, 28 Jan 2009 19:39:45 GMT

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!

Lucy the Littlest Snowflake

Tue, 20 Jan 2009 16:28:50 GMT

Once upon a cold winter's eve there was a snowflake, and Lucie was her name. Now, Lucie was very small for her age, in fact, she was the littlest snowflake of all! All of the other snowflakes that lived in The Great Cloud over Cleveland made fun of her for being so diminutive. Lucy was sensetive about her size, but she vowed not to let the others get her down, and to carry on with life as if she were normal. One day Lucy felt a chill like she had never felt before. A great wind was sweeping throught the Great Cloud!

"This is it!" said Lucy to herself, "Today's the day I am going to fall, small or not!" And then louder, she yelled it out for all the others to hear. "Do you all hear me? Today's the day I am going to fall!" she cried gleefully. The other snowflakes looked at her in a mixture of alarm and disbelief.

"You're out of your mind!" they cried, "You'll never make it to the ground! You're so small you'll melt for sure!" but Lucy had had enough of the cloud and of being small and of everything in general too, and with a last look behind her, she closed her eyes and jumped.

The fall was long, and Lucy began to doubt the wisdom of her heady decision almost imediately. She could feel herself disolving in the air! "Just a few more feet, she said. I've got to hang on and make it to earth!" Lucy was very small indeed when she finally floated down and came to rest on the street, simultaniously causing every single driver in the greater Cleveland area to forget not only how to drive, but how to operate their vehicles as well. Lucy had fullfilled her purpose.

Cleaning for the Lord

Wed, 30 Jul 2008 16:08:58 GMT

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!'"

Meme love! ^_^

Fri, 30 May 2008 19:38:42 GMT

Reply and I will:

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

Just call me Master Chief...

Thu, 27 Mar 2008 21:02:15 GMT

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.

Michigan with Jess

Thu, 19 Jul 2007 16:46:19 GMT

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. :-/

Trip!

Sat, 14 Jul 2007 14:22:38 GMT

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!

Ok... Ok...

Thu, 14 Jun 2007 18:42:26 GMT

Well LJ friends, things are looking up since my last work-related post.

I sat down with my new manager last night and I think things will be OK at the Jigsaw Saloon...

She basically told me that my attitude has been shit lately (Which I know and admit - You try dealing with a bunch of white trash families who bring their children to the bar and make an incredible mess, then tip 5$ on 70$ no matter how nice you are to them and see how you feel!) But under the stipulation that my attitude would be better, I will get a Saturday night shift bartending the club side of the bar. This means good money, rock and roll shows, no food to deal with, no glasswear to wash, and constant activity. In short, it's tits.

I have waited a year and several months for this shift, and to know that I can still get it makes it worth my time to stay there. Yay!

I really thought I was SOL, but I guess things might still be ok there. God, that would be great.

You are soooo kewl! (Why thank you Polly Prissy Pants!)

Wed, 13 Jun 2007 19:09:04 GMT

Look at me go! I finally made new userpics! I haven't done such a thing in quite some time, and frankly I think it was long-overdue.

Wheee! Chain-smoking and photo editing is much good times (to borrow a phrase from Jesse.)

I am a first class fuck-up! yay!

Tue, 12 Jun 2007 17:57:21 GMT

Oh man. I hate life so much right now...
Seriously sometimes it blows my mind what a fucking idiot I am.

*beats face into brick wall repeatedly while muttering "stupid!stupid!stupid!stupid!"*

The long and short of my latest cluster-fuck is this: Because of a romantic situation that I handled very poorly, I turned my phone off to stop the barrage of txt messages which were making me freak out. I depend on my phone as sort of a PDA, with calenders and notes etc. I have worked at the Jigsaw Saloon for over a year now and done pretty well at not fucking up. One of the owners fired the other and the two girls who held the most profitable shifts are now managers for the one remaining owner. This means FINALLY shifts were goinig to open up. I was looking good here... but NO! NO! that would be too good! That would be working hard and having it pay off!

Because I turned my phone off, I never got the beep of calender remindeage, and never went to the mandatory staff meeting on Sunday, and probably lost my chance at moving up.

*beats face into brick wall repeatedly while muttering "stupid!stupid!stupid!stupid!"*

So I called my boss and did some major apologizing and groveling ("I am a woooorm!") And at least I still have my job... But I really dropped the ball. Right at the pivotal moment.

Sometimes I get so very very frustrated with myself...

Will someone please just come along and slap my across the face with a dead carp?

Wheee!

Fri, 01 Jun 2007 18:06:45 GMT

I'm so happy to have the ubernet again.

However I must learn to control my addiction. I'm getting a very sore back and headaches from staring at the screen too long.

"It's not what you think!! I can quit any time I like!"

Arg!!!!

Thu, 31 May 2007 15:43:55 GMT

God I hate people. I mean I really hate them.

All this drama at work... I just don't understand why it's necessary. I guess something just happens to you when you walk through the doors of this place that makes you go insane and forget how to act like an adult. It makes you forget how to be a good friend too, aparently. From what I hear... it's just so out of control. Another reason to be so glad I'm not a part of "The Group."

Wow!

Wed, 30 May 2007 17:44:51 GMT

It's actually been a year since I updated my LJ. Unacceptable! Seriously I was like WTF when I saw my last entry.

Since then:

- I have moved out of the Scott situation.
- I have changed vehicles again. I now have a shitty Jeep with taped in lights and a bungee cord holding the bumper on.
- I work at the Jigsaw as a server and at the Grafton as a bartender.
- Future purrs now!
- Living alone rules, but is not cheap.
- AND I have DSL again after like, 10 months without! *And the peasants rejoice!*

So LJers, I am officially among you once again. I have so much catching up to do, and time to waste online... What a thing of beauty.

Coffee makes me sweat in the summer!!!

Thu, 22 Jun 2006 13:27:54 GMT

gah! I'm so hot right now. Blech! I know I should stop bitching and go turn on the air conditioner, or ice my coffee, but those plans would make way too much sense.

So, I finally quit the Winking Lizard. Wheee! The other day I had such a great day there, I was back to my old self, bouncing around, singing with the radio and wiping everything down. It was such a great feeling. I realized that after 2 just 2 more weeks, I never have to deal with all the drama, and bullshit and shoes for crews ever ever again. I can throw the SFC away and just forget about it all. I felt like this huge weight was off me.

I tried so hard there, and it always seemed like the more I tried to do a good job, the more I got shit on. I'm not the kind of person that likes to walk away from unresolved situations, but I thought after all this time it was the best choice. Every time I would come in there I would have a shitty attitude from all the messed up drama, and I was turning into this hateful, bitter bitch. And that's just not me. So I'm like - Ok. Do I stay here and keep fighting a loosing battle trying half-heartedly to make things better, while my shitty attitude poisons me and everyone around me? Or do I just remove myself from the bad situation. Sometimes you have to know when you've done everything you can do and it's time to give it up.

So I was really tempted to go out the way I always wanted, throwing down my red apron and saying something to the tune of, "Fuck you guys, I'm heading over to the bar" But, as I learned from my first food-service job, that never screws over the people you are actually pissed at - they just yell at your friends and force them to do all your sidework and close for you. A totally pointless gesture. I was proud of myself though, I turned in my two weeks like a mature adult. When the manager asked me why I just said because I was all done. I know, they know, and they don't care, so what's the point of rehashing it all - I'm still quitting, so no point.

But in any case, I love my new job. I can have my own haircolor, wear my own clothes, and be myself. Plus, everyone's so nice there, and I make a lot more money serving than I do hourly in the kitchen. Plus, it's a better job too. It's just more fun. More mentally stimulating. More to do. It simply uses more of me as a person with a soul and a heart and a brain, whereas at the lizard I would stand in one place and do the same thing over and over. A monkey in a diaper could do it. That's why everyone comes in fucked up. It's a job you can do whilst stoned/drunk/high on pills. As a server it benefits me and my bar and my bosses and my co-workers when I work harder. And I've never been described as lazy (well, except maybe emotionally...) It's just so frustrating when you work hard and get paid the same amount of money as someone doing half what you do. There I bust my ass and it makes sense.

Not to say that I'm not grateful to the lizard a little - they just barely paid my bills for a long time. I just wish they wouldn't have jerked me around so much. I'm not a religious person, but in my book of morals, when you look someone in the eyes and promise them something and then the next day give it to someone else, or tell someone you don't have the rescources to do something for them, and then go right out and do it for someone else, that's lying, and it's not right. I mean, we're all adults here, if you tell me honestly, "No" I'm not gonna fall down on the floor and start kicking and screaming. For fuck sake. But anyways.

:)

:)

:)

So in any case. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. Peace and love to all, you know who you are.

Mon, 29 May 2006 20:29:10 GMT

Whee! My Dad came out to visit me and Scott, along with my new step-mom, Elizabeth. A good time was had by all. We went to Cedar Point, we visited Amish country, we went on a dinner cruise on the Nautica Queen, and we toured a ship and a submarine from WWII and ate dinner at the Winking Lizard. Fun was had by all!

I am going to post some pictures from the trip shortly here... My Dad is the camera king, and he takes pictures of everything, so he burned us a picture disk so we could all enjoy the trip pics.

Ah, the joys of a three-day weekend.

musica musica

Thu, 18 May 2006 15:37:25 GMT

I like to get drunk, put on scott's mondo dj style headphones and dance around in my panties (in the comfort and privacy of my own home) I haven't done this in some time - and i think i'm overdue. my good friend and drinking buddie also likes to do this. So i'm gonna make her a dance mix of some of my fav's. sharin' the love.

so I've discovered this wonderful thing known as the library. For the longest time i was buying books at the bookstore or on ebay... and one day i was like - there has got to be a cheaper way to do this... since you mainly only read books once, and i live in an abolustely microscopic place and have no room to store a shit-ton of read-once books... and then i remembered alexandria and part of what made alexander the great so freaking , well, great, and i was like - maybe they have my book at the *drumroll please* LIBRARY!!!! and you know something? they did. I don't even have an ohio ID and they let me get a Cuyahoga card... and i walked on outta there with like, 60$ worth of free books!!!! which i can read, and then return for FREE!!! what a spectacular idea... that poor people deserve to be well-read too. <3 <3 <3 this is almost better than that time i was on food-stamps.

this sort of thing makes me feel less salty about paying my taxes like a good little peon.

Mon, 15 May 2006 12:09:57 GMT

http://pics.livejournal.com/shadowvamp/gallery/0000rb8g

http://pics.livejournal.com/shadowvamp/gallery/0000q3cp

ok, we shall see if these work.

New pics!!!!

Sat, 13 May 2006 19:13:44 GMT

I have finally uploaded some picture galleries! w00t!
so...

go check em out!

Deanna's little astrology chart

Wed, 12 Apr 2006 16:25:04 GMT

SUN:The Sagittarius bounds through life with the confidence and optimism of one who is blessed. There is no possibility of failure, because Sagittarius knows there is a good and just reason for everything that happens in life. The Sagittarius may seem naive - unable to perceive wrongdoing in herself or others. She possesses an innocence of spirit that allows her to see through the evils and into the goodness in the hearts of everyone. She is friend to all, lover of animals and children. To the Sag, all creatures possess the utmost goodness and beauty, and thus are worthy of her earnest appreciation.

The Sagittarius will travel far and wide in search of more knowledge about her world. She loves to learn, teach, expand and find truth - thus her interest in philosophy, religion and other cultures. She moves quickly and independently as she is so sure of her own choices, which are always pure, honest and well-meaning.

Sagittarius thrives on action, motion, knowledge, progress and spirituality. She is known to be athletic, and sometimes clumsy - occasionally tripping over her feet, or tongue. Always looking ahead, she can tap into the future. She seems to know instinctively what's coming up next....

Moon in Taurus nurtures others with her solid, stable presence. She readily cares for loved ones monetarily or with gifts, either purchased or of her own creation. She appreciates natural and artistic beauty, and feels safe and protected when surrounded with music and beautiful yet practical things. She is very sensual, and is blessed with a melodious or powerful voice. In emotional situations, Moon in Taurus sticks stubbornly to whatever position she has chosen. She will not waver, and she will charge headlong into opposition.

Gemini Rising feels friendship all around her. She sees the world as a place where we may express ourselves, have fun and make friends. Her first reaction to someone new is a handshake, a warm smile, a hug or a witty remark. Gemini Rising values communication, awareness, cooperation and social graces. The whole world is her family.

Gemini rising is here to cheer and encourage others.

eh. I'm seeing stars!!!

A good day

Wed, 05 Apr 2006 16:14:11 GMT

Yesterday was a very very happy day for the Deannalope.

It was warm and sunny and spring-y here in Cleveland. Scott got off work at lunch break and we decided to go for a walk in the metroparks before I had to go to work. We ended up walking for about 6 hours. lol

He protected me from dangerous gooses, and we looked at the buds on the trees. It was so great to put on my sunglasses and walk with the manski. We don't get a huge amount of time together, and it was awesome to just chill, excesize in the sunshine, and talk. It's kind of crazy... we've been together, living together since decmber of 2003, and we still haven't run out of things to talk about. Shit man, that's 2 years and four months.

Then I went to work, and we died quickly, so I went home early!! :)

Then, it started snowing, (crazy weather, I know) and we lit the candles and watched Memoirs of a Geisha while relaxing in bed with Future laying next to us. (It's fucking hilarious/cute - he sits down and watched movies with us - actually watches them.)

Good times, Good times.

Some days are permanently engraved in your memory as the best times of your life.

Ugh my neck...

Mon, 03 Apr 2006 18:33:30 GMT

I slept on it funny and now my head feels like it's going to pop off. Hopefully that does not happen. ;)

So Scott and I rearranged the furniture some yesterday. We put the TV which is built into it's own little standup entertainment system thingie in the bedroom, and put the bookshelf by the computer. it's really working out well. Whee!

Also, I cleaned up the apartment, it was so gross. Seriously nasty, dust balls of cat hair all over the floor etc. ugh. But now it's shiny and clean, and hopefully Katie and I can hang out tonight. I have off from both my jobs. *does the happy dance*

It's kinda rainy and stuff here... But it's so nice. The weather is behaving kinda like a pacific coastal storm. :)

sushi and hair dye

Fri, 31 Mar 2006 19:58:19 GMT

Here I am again... in front of the computer... thinking about how I wish I had asked scott to hook up the video games before leaving. Meh...

I'm in the arduous process of re-bleaching the roots of my bangs. My fucking hair grows so fast... there's serious roots showing like, 2 weeks after coloring. :( oh well. It's still a good thing, since I want long hair, and it's shortish right now.

I was reading through this sushi cookbook (anyone else find this ironic?) that Scott got for us during the first two weeks of our dating. Awww... But I started getting a huge craving for sushi, and this is Cleveland. I would have to drive downtown, and pay large sums of cash to get it. So I found some thai sauce, soy sauce, rice and tuna that was living in our fridge/cupboard and I'm gonna make something else. But the point is - it will contain fish, rice, and soy.

I am having a very nice memory of making maki-sushi with John and Damien in Arcata. Motercycle rides and redwood trees and sushi and anime...

Good god I can't wait to go home.