Dani

alnora — Mon, 10 Jan 2011 01:49:05 GMT

lol livejournal

alnora — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 20:27:06 GMT

Last call for Christmas cards! Or any sort of damn card, really. Going to get them tomorrow.

To hold you over until then, have some Booty Dew.

alnora — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 23:02:12 GMT

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

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

alnora — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 02:44:30 GMT

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.

the gift we give you is your souls

alnora — Fri, 16 Oct 2009 19:38:51 GMT

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:

Just Another Day - Oingo Boingo
Black Fire Upon Us - Dethklok
Kuki - Shiina Ringo
There There - Radiohead
Nobody's Fault But My Own - Beck
~Intermission~ Zizi - Mama!Milk
A Better Version of Me - Fiona Apple
Kiss From A Rose - Angela Aki
Kuro no Liliana ～Melancolia～ - Akiko Shikata
Incident In A Medical Clinic - Rasputina
Crying Blood - VV Brown

alnora — Sun, 04 Oct 2009 02:07:17 GMT

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.

alnora — Sat, 03 Oct 2009 00:55:31 GMT

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

alnora — Wed, 30 Sep 2009 19:19:17 GMT

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

This is great.

I have been wondering about why Whites are racists, and no
other race is.....

Proud to be White

Michael Richards makes his point..............Michael Richards better
known as Kramer from TVs Seinfeld

This was his defense speech in court after making racial comments in his
comedy act. He makes some very interesting
points...

Someone finally said it. How many are actually paying attention to this?
There are African Americans, Mexican
Americans, Asian Americans, Arab Americans,
etc.

And then there are just Americans. You pass me on the street and sneer in my
direction. You call me 'White boy,'
'Cracker,' 'Honkey,' 'Whitey,' 'Caveman'... and
that's OK.

But when I call you, Nigger, Towel head, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Beaner,
Gook, or Chink .. You call me a racist.

You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you... so why are the
ghettos the most dangerous places to live?

You have the United Negro College Fund. You have
Martin Luther King Day.

You have Black History Month. You have Cesar
Chavez Day.

You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi.

You have the NAACP. You have BET... If we had WET (White Entertainment
Television), we'd be racists. If we had a
White Pride Day, you would call us
racists.

If we had White History Month, we'd be
racists..

If we had any organization for only whites to 'advance' OUR
lives, we'd be racists.

We have a Hispanic Chamber of Commerce, a Black Chamber of Commerce, and
then we just have the plain Chamber of
Commerce. Wonder who pays for that??

A white woman could not be in the Miss Black America pageant, but any color
can be in the Miss America pageant.

If we had a college fund that only gave white students
scholarships... You know we'd be racists.

There are over 60 openly proclaimed Black Colleges in the U.S . Yet if there
were 'White colleges', that would be a
racist college.

In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race
and rights. If we marched for our race
and rights, you would call us racists.

You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're not afraid to
announce it. But when we announce our
white pride, you call us racists.

You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us. But, when a white police officer
shoots a black gang member or beats up a
black drug dealer running from the law and posing a threat to
society, you call him a racist.

I am proud... But you call me a racist.

Why is it that only whites can be
racists??

There is nothing improper about this e-mail.. Let's see which of you are
proud enough to send it on. I sadly don't
think many will. That's why we have LOST most of OUR RIGHTS in this
country. We won't stand up for ourselves!

BE PROUD TO BE WHITE!

It's not a crime YET.... but getting very
close!

It is estimated that ONLY 5% of those reaching this point in this
e-mail, will pass it on.
I am certainly proud to pass it on!

Live Simply, Love Generously, Care Deeply, Speak Kindly.....Leave the rest to
God!

Buffalo in football season

alnora — Mon, 21 Sep 2009 00:00:50 GMT

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.

alnora — Thu, 17 Sep 2009 18:18:10 GMT

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

alnora — Sun, 30 Aug 2009 00:48:34 GMT

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.

alnora — Fri, 21 Aug 2009 01:28:46 GMT

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?

alnora — Tue, 18 Aug 2009 20:56:15 GMT

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. ):

PARTY HARD.

alnora — Sun, 16 Aug 2009 17:08:42 GMT

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

That is all.

alnora — Thu, 13 Aug 2009 21:09:38 GMT

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.

alnora — Sun, 09 Aug 2009 04:46:12 GMT

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.

alnora — Sat, 01 Aug 2009 00:16:50 GMT

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.

alnora — Tue, 28 Jul 2009 01:33:06 GMT

Updated my wrasslin request post. GO. GO NOW.

TL;DR

alnora — Thu, 23 Jul 2009 19:55:38 GMT

While everybody is gone I should explain what the dilliyo is happening around here and why I haven't been as active lately. And you, the anonymous interneting public are the only people I can tell; you'll see why soon.

You should know the history between Dave and I so I won't repeat it. Yesterday after mom made her daily noon call to me and I went to get a drink, as I made my way back to my room, Dave blocked my way, looking at me with all seriousness and said "Come here." Pa wasn't home, so all he was wearing was little green boxer shorts. He thinks we all want to see his dick or something; he never closes the door when he pisses and the bathroom door is right next to my room. So I think to myself great, what is he going to take away from me now. So I follow him to his room and he shuts his door and he does what I expected: made a hypocrite of himself listing all the stuff I do wrong that he also does. Talking about how horrible and lazy and selfish and worthless I am, you know, nice stuff. How it's my fault he's growing pot plants illegally and how much it hurt him I destroyed his whole life's work, and if he ever gets caught (which he never will, despite what his paranoid ass thinks) we'll all get in trouble and everything is my my my my my my fault, never his fault because he's a fucking saint. All the while grabbing my neck so I had to look him in the eye and wishing he could punch me through a wall. But shortly after, he's be stroking my cheek saying "bad, bad, very bad."

By this point I'm nervous as fuck and I feel like I'm going to vomit. I had a stomach ache when I woke up so this just made it all the worse. I was sweating and he knew I wasn't lying, that I might actually get sick. So he pretty much made me lay on the bed and he rubbed my stomach, saying "what am I going to do with you." I wish I was making this crap up. And he said to tell mom NOTHING or he just might punch me through a wall.

His point was this: get a job, get your GED, start driving or I'm kicking you out of the house. He honestly thinks I like sitting around all day doing nothing! And doesn't know why I'm depressed!

I IMed Catherine asking her the next time she'd visiting her family here in the area. Being the great person she is, she offered a place for me to stay and I said I'd think about it. Needless to say, the time for thinking is over. I have to go. I can't live here anymore. As long as Dave is here nothing will change. So I have to change. I HATE HATE leaving my cats behind, but... I want to be happy for once in my life. Happiness is not here: it's not with mom, it's not with Dave, it's not in this house, in this town, in this county. I told mom I'm very much certain I'm going to be leaving.

"Not permanently, I hope."

Damnit, I knew you were going to do this to me. As long as she stays here, I cannot come back. I refuse. If I come back the cycle of aggravation and depression and worthlessness will continue. She's only looked out for her well being her whole life, putting me on the backburner. I'm tired of the guilt trips. Mom has a way out and has for years, but mom got herself tragically wrapped up in a web of lies. 10 years of lies. She's too fucking chicken to tell the truth to my grandmother, the person she's been lying to. Grandma would help us in a heartbeat, but mom would have to tell the truth. She refuses to do it, so I'm suffering for her mistakes and her lies. No more. When I leave with Catherine I don't intend on coming back. Well, maybe not. If all goes well and I can get my own place, I'm picking up the cats. My babies deserve better.

I'm on myspace and twitter if you need to contact me easily or need more information. They're best for quick updates, which is all I can do since Dave monitors my computer use.
http://www.facebook.com/danielle.stufano
http://twitter.com/Alnora

PS. She is my often-mentioned cousin. :D

alnora — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 17:34:33 GMT

Is there a way to un-follow LJ feeds? I'm really tired of seeing Harry Potter and Warcraft news on my friends' list.

NEway, back to something about seagulls.

alnora — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 23:56:13 GMT

I feel like I owe my journal a normal post... You know, something that's not ROH fangirling, which I do in my alone time. (They need to come to Poughkeepsie or come back to Danbury...)

If you follow me on Twitter you already know, but last weekend I got myself a hedgehog, after worrying I might not be able to get one. 4 months old... still not sure on the gender as I still can't pick it up, even if he/she/it knows I am the food and water giver. Punk. Bought it a running wheel and new housing today; now all it needs is some plumbing and interior decoration. Being the jealous brat she is, Caska jumped INTO the cage 2 times now.

Oh man, I really have nothing to say. Nothing even not interesting happens to me, as in stuff happened but it's not worth mentioning. I don't even have that!

alnora — Sat, 06 Jun 2009 00:21:30 GMT

Let's see if I can make a post out of nothing. Go go gadget phonics.

Finally going clothes shopping tomorrow: yay. Going with Dave: not yay. I don't know why he bothers going. Two women clothes shopping? Not exactly exciting. After about 10 minutes he's just going to go back out to the car, listen to the radio and smoke pot until we come back. He can do the same exact thing at home.

Went to see grandma and Alyssa earlier. She was watching Yo Gabba Gabba on Noggin when I walked in so I'm like hells yeah, let's watch, but she wanted to pretend cook food for me, so let the girl pretend cook. Until it was Dancy Dance time and says "Danielle it's Dancy Dance time! Dance with me!" So, black socks sliding across the hardwood floor, I dancy dance as Alyssa tried her best to keep up with Razzle Dazzle. It is pretty quick, but all she wanted to do was "now you go crazy, Danielle!" and started toddler headbanging or something. She never calls me Dani and hearing her say Danielle in that high so sure of herself voice, it melts me freezer burnt heart.

So on XWT I found possibly the best find evers: a FAN MADE DVD of the Sexy Beast himself, Chris Jericho. Now if you know anything about me, I love him and love him good, but not so much since he came back about a year ago. But anyway, the DVDs (yes, 3) span from his independent/Smoky Mountain/Japan days all the way until his recent WWE career. But the thing is I'm having a hell of a time burning these files and I cannot afford to waste any more DVDRs. I've followed every tutorial from Nero to ImgBurn and it's crushing failure after crushing failure. If something does actually burn onto the DVD, it's unstable and skips very often, skipping minutes at a time and becoming more frequent as the DVD goes on. It's killing me because FUCK I NEED THIS. Do you know how much I miss his long hair? YOU DON'T, and this is full of baby-faced, luscious locks Lionheart. Killing me.

alnora — Fri, 29 May 2009 21:38:10 GMT

I wish I had a more exciting life so I could update this thing. :/

alnora — Wed, 27 May 2009 01:52:49 GMT

Reminder to myself: CALL CATHERINE OMG.

Or if she reads this, call Dani omg. :D But not tonight: mommy is using my phone as an alarm clock.

alnora — Thu, 07 May 2009 16:18:16 GMT

Treating mom to an early Mother's Day lunch on Saturday. It's not that I or mom are busy on Sunday; it's because do you have any idea how PACKED every restaurant is going to be? Packed, that's how packed. So we figure Saturday it'll just be the regular weekend crowds. Yes, I'm spending MY money... my clothes money. ): But the day only comes once a year and honestly paying a few bucks is the LEAST I can do for her. She's a cheap date anyway, even though I keep telling her buy whatever you want. She's happy with just a salad. And after a strenuous week for the both of us, some alone time away from Dave would do us good.

What are you doing with or for your mommmy? Hint: Flowers are lame.