Tuesday, March 1, 2011

You performed the Patronus charm, in the presence of a muggle

I've spent way too much time gossiping with my clients today. 

While enjoyable, I'm not sure how beneficial it is, from a therapeutic standpoint. 

I wish someone would just pay me to be friends with people. 

That would be sweet. 

My two older sisters are getting together for a nice vacay this weekend.

I hope they talk about me and what I need to do with my life.

I look forward to their observations and advice. 

Lori Ann

p.s.- If you tell anyone else, I will deny it but guess what???? I've started listening to Justin Beiber!  

p.p.s.- I feel like Harry Potter at the beginning of Order of the Phoenix, but instead of coming to snap my wand in two, someone is going to come and take my membership card to the "I am an adult" club. 

Baby, baby, baby NO!

Monday, February 28, 2011

On a dark and stormy night



Oh man, we are having thunder storms right now here in Reidsville. 

I am hiding in my apartment, wrapped up in my pajamas and a blanket. 

Slowly embracing the fact that I have gone round the bend. 

Please, please..do NOT let me read anymore fan fiction.

And while you are at it, will you please take away my phone?

I am swamped in addiction here, people. 

You know, I thought I was paying you to be my therapist/deal with my problems/cook dinner for me?

I don't mean to criticize, but seriously,  I may have to take my business elsewhere :) 

Lori Ann

Sunday, February 27, 2011

I don't like seagrams ginger ale, so why do I keep drinking it??

I knew all my hours on YouTube would pay off!

 I just found an awesome INDIE cover of Single Ladies.

I know..sounds bizarre, right? 


You're Welcome!!

Lori Ann

Post Secret is like crack to me.

I love PostSecret.

It's so interesting and addictive.

I haven't sent in a post card, but it is my life goal to do so.

Once I have a really good secret. 

In the mean time, here are some less scandalous Lolee secrets.

 It really took a lot of mental energy for me to NOT make all my secrets about how much I love Darren Criss. 


Lori Ann

Saturday, February 26, 2011

For everything I just couldn't do


"It’s a psychological fact that we treat ourselves the way we were treated as children."

Every once in a while, I read or hear something that shifts the way I view myself, my family, the work that I do, and even the world. 

Today was one of those days.

I don't know if any of you have ever felt like you are trapped in a certain space.

 Limited to a certain role.

I feel that way often with my family.

I had always thought it was THEM keeping me here. 

Today, I realized that; more than any other person, it's ME keeping me here. 

Amazing. 

Thanks for being my therapist, Eri. 

Lori Ann
(the Victim)

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

It tastes like pink! It tastes like pink!!!


Wednesday Night. 

Ginger Ale and Glee reruns on the computer. 

I wish that today had been all fun and festive.

It was actually one of the hardest days of my life.

But it was amazing in that I realized- AGAIN- how awesome my family is.

Thanks for all the listening, the advice, and the  comfort. 

You people rock.

the family baby

Lori Ann Peanut Butter- Jelly!

I wake up every morning, feeling like P.Diddy..

SOME POSTS REQUIRE MUSICAL ACCOMPANIMENT. THIS IS DEFINITELY ONE OF THOSE POSTS. PRESS PLAY AND GO TO AROUND THE 25 SECOND MARK!!


I went to my intern's house tonight for a Glee party tonight.

Because I like to keep things professional and everything.

It was me, my intern, and her cat.

Wow.

We were lucky the cops weren't called, because with that kind of combo, it was inevitable that this party was going to be off the chain. 

Anyway..

Can I just say that her house was AMAZING!!!

She has a sleigh bed, a spare bedroom, a giant walk in closet, leather furniture, a giant tub, and SO MUCH MORE!!

And here I remain, in my small, decidedly shady 1 bedroom.

When I move I am so upgrading.

Because I am moving, people.

I am leaving North Carolina on June 5th.

Moving back home to Pennsylvania.

Sweet home Pennsylvania.

Lori Ann