Acedia

http://www.facebook.com/danielle.stufano?v=wall

My FB since I seem to be using that more often than here these days.

I haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate buying cards (I also hate it), but since I'm feeling generous, and in a way a desperate need of affection, I'mma send out Christmas cards this year. Try to anyway. To me your Hallmark or American Greetings is way too general and impersonal: the card you get has been given to another person hundreds if not thousands of times. And usually they're corny or sappy as all hell. Thank the good heavens for blank cards. So, I send you a card with, I don't know, some cute fucking kittens playing with yarn on it, you open it and wham, my chicken scratch and a nice pat on the back.

I'd send packages, but no access to a post office; all I have are stamps and pockets full of dreams.

So, like, since comments are screened, comment with your address if you want.

P.S. Sry I haven't been updating this thing in weeks. I just... don't have the drive to talk about my "life." It's so pointless. I get my lols on the Facebooks sometimes, but that's about it.

I haven't done this in forever, so since I have the day off today and it gives me something to do for awhile, I do so.

MUSIC MIX

Can I get some action from the back section?

Not a mix with a theme like usually done, per se - just a mix of what I'm listening to most lately arranged somewhat in a certain order. And by somewhat I mean something that only makes sense to me.

So anyway, without further adu: ( links to tunes )

Dear Buddha,

I know it's fall and all and I know it's supposed to rain, but dude, I have to walk around in this crap every day. It's not cool. I thought it was supposed to be winter up here already. Why was I not informed? I was prepared for a pre-Halloween snow. WHERE IS MY PRE-HALLOWEEN SNOW? I can handle the cold. Rain walking and room flooding, not so much.

It's October, and that means only one thing.

Got this e-mail forward from my grandmother the other day. Many lols were had.

( WHITE FLOUR! )

Buffalo has a home game today, which is only about 10 minutes away from home. What's the big deal? I'm not used to this! Where everybody stops whatever they're doing to watch a Bills game; where old ladies in department stores ask if you're going home to watch it. I've never lived in a sports town. In southern New York, we like what's closest to us - Yankees, Giants, Jets, Islanders - but we're casual about it. Like "Gonna watch the game?" "Yeah." "Okay." Here it's like... bananas. B-a-n-a-n-a-s bananas. I'm not sure if my friends here living in major cities can relate. Mark and Josh went, actually. They had a great day to go. Weather was perfect, AND the Bills won.

Cath told me quite a few horror stories about fans, how rowdy they are. Making Patriots fans look like kittens, which I could never believe true, after being taught that Pats fans are the scum of the Earth. You learn something new everyday.

Still no call back from work. Come ON.

I feel sad I neglect updating my LJ and rather using Twitter and Facebook. It's quicker, and lord knows I don't have that much to say.

Job time. Alright. A week ago one of the places I sent an application to called me back and asked for an interview. Hooray interview! Boo no interview clothes! But tis okay; bought some. Went to the interview the next day, feeling a tad out of my comfort zone, but hey, there's no reward without a little risk. Awkward as I was, they pretty much confirmed me on the spot as long as the drug test results came out negative.

So right now, I'm still waiting. I went down an hour ago to ask again when I might be expecting the results back or SOME word on whether or not I have the job. One of the women I talked to during the interview talked to the manager and said I'd be hearing something by Tuesday -next week- at the latest: that I DO have the job and now it's just a matter of waiting. See, bitch knows I ain't on the whacky tobacky.

So you heard it here, kids. Your little Dani will have income. I'd cry if I weren't so cold-hearted. "What will you be doing?" I'm not telling you where it is (stalkers), but it is in retail, so my hours will be messy and I'll probably be working holidays. No matter, it's not like I have a life.

Now I have to buy some decent clothes. I have no... no pants that are not jeans. No jeans on the job. Why don't you cut out my eyes while you're at it. >:o

Quit the violin. Sure I should be saying "quit school," but I hated school. Fuck school. But anyway, don't quit something you love because something else at the time seems more convenient. It's not.

Know why I quit violin? Because I wanted the study hall. What a joke. I wasn't the best player by any means, but I enjoyed playing so much: I haven't felt such a passion for anything since. My life wouldn't be what it is now if I stuck with it, I bet my maybe-it's-there soul on it.

Quick update my LJ friends: Has any community replaced scans_daily yet? I miss it horribly. If it does exist it explains why it's so hard to find... Gotta keep the information on the DL.

Also: my layout looks horrible with ads over it. Why does this computer not have Adblock?

I'm making a post for the sole purpose of using tags. Why tags? I don't know, I just want to, don't judge me.

Today is The Day of Mass Packing, so I'm sick. Go figure. 95% of the clothes are packed; some are in the wash at the moment. Toiletries and meds are 100%. All in all, it's too much when you only got 2 hours of sleep and everything you ate the day prior has left your body in horrible ways. The only "big" things I have left are the TV (hopefully) and the computer, both of which I have to clean AND I DON'T WANT TO.

Also got a passport. Well, applied for one - it still has to be mailed to this address in 2 weeks or so. Not sure when I'm going to cross the border into Canadaland, but at least I'm legal. My birth certificate is in perfect condition and the bozos working for the state are going to crinkle it all up. ):

Andrew W.K. is the greatest man to ever live.



That is all.

August 7 was the 6 year "anniversary" of this LJ. I created this one, with the original name of "fayechan", in 2003 shortly before I moved where I am right now. I mean I've been on LJ since 2000, but this journal has lasted the longest. I got fed up with having "-chan" in my user name, so I stole pa's credit card and bought a rename token and have been Alnora online everywhere ever since. I am Alnora, none of you punks have dibs on it. Me, it's mine.

Since I'm moving again, maybe I should get another journal?

I have to stop beginning sentences with I.

Around 11:30 pm or so every night, I might be at the computer or watching TV or doing some damn thing in my room, and my cat Caska will sit near my bed and give me a look... Just look at me. After figuring out her routine, I hop into bed and pull the covers over me, lay on my side, and Caska hops up. She walks up to my chest and flops down, so her back is against my chest and stomach. I rub what I can of her stomach and she tilts her head back so I kiss it as she purrs and finally gets a cat nap in. I put my arm around her and while I don't sleep, I chill with her, enjoying her purrs as they peter off.

This and only this is what I will miss from here.

I now present to you the most badass pet carrier ever devised. Gentlemen, behold! Not very manly for my hedgehog, but no matter!

But yeah, did a bit of going-away shopping - some clothes, toiletry items, as the date slowly approaches. Going to have to get some boxes pretty soon. My compy needs some protection on the 6+ hour drive.

Going to a family reunion at some lodge in an area straight out of Deliverance tomorrow. I've been there before a couple of years ago, just forgot the name. Why am I going, you ask? Simple. FREE FOOD. Grandma is bringing me up, so it'll probably be the last time I see her in this capacity for... honestly I don't know. When mom told me grandma was bringing up meatballs, I was already there. So goooood.