Author deanna

So I saw my first Broadway show last night. A production of Monty Python’s Spamalot which was actually really cool for me to see. It’s the Holy Grail in musical format, and for someone who hates musicals generally it was… Continue Reading →

I slept, up until a few minutes ago. Bjormio pizza man came down last night to see what was wrong with me, and did that whole friendly back-rub thing he has never really done before to me. This kind of… Continue Reading →

Kudos to the weather and all things bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. And to my boy, who made my weekend much more tolerable. So the news goes like this. I am trying not be negative, I am trying to be positive, I… Continue Reading →

So I have spent a good deal of time formatting, re-editing, editing and just trying not to care too much as I prepare 9 pieces of my vintage wardrobe to send off to some random stranger who outbids the others… Continue Reading →

Long time no type. I went to Masshell to visit the fam on Saturday…my Christmas visit since I didn’t actually get to go on Christmas due to bad consumer guilt (no money for presents) and just a lack of money… Continue Reading →

Oohh breaths of fresh air. I am starving my party friend of some chemical reactions that would necessitate it never leaving, but today is the day I discover a potential answer in the form of another doctor’s appointment. “We’re talking… Continue Reading →

Monday evening musings. I am in Brooklyn after the “MFer” party last evening, something I thought I could enjoy more than I should have. Which means I shouldn’t have. Drunk skunk Deanna has been getting a little more combative lately… Continue Reading →

So I could whine on about how my period started again after stopping, but the doctors in all of their enviable wisdom tell me I am just fine, and everything is normal. And I could be upset at bleeding for… Continue Reading →

So I went to the farewell party for 111 1St Street tonight, and I am fairly sober, probably because the one nib of alcohol I had was promptly soaked up by the two veggie burritos that were so out of… Continue Reading →

I have spent a lot of time hating myself for the physical and various other reasons. My body is not a mystery, it’s a little messed up and broken. My mind is quite another, having had to ween itself off… Continue Reading →