Annabella's Online Journal: September 2001


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September 28, 2001

Back by popular demand, my magical top ten list. And what shall the topic be for today? Something near and dear to my heart.

TOP TEN USES FOR MAGICAL MICROFICHE

10. A spiffy bookmark. How else could you use a book as a bookmark?
9. If you are really poor, it's a great alternative to aluminum siding. Will look great on a cardboard box behind Foodland.
8. We did just make that coke deal. *wink*
7. Magic cards can be made with just a little ink, and we'll all be able to see that they are marked.
6. Doesn't everyone want a snowflake made from microfiche on their Christmas tree?
5. Speaking of holidays, why not give them out instead of candy for Halloween. Expand those young minds!
4. Ninjas could make some non-metal throwing stars.
3. If I get tired enough, I suppose they would make a good pillow.
2. They are just the right shape to paint little flags on them. Show your patriotism (not as cool as the guy who painted his house, but we aren't all that special).
1. With a little glue and all the fiche on my desk, I can make a model of anything I want. I have glue in my desk. *disappears*



September 27, 2001

In light of the cold weather, smack Jessica day has been extended to smack Jessica week. Through the exercise of people smacking her, all will be warmed. Besides I had special requests for this from people who need someone to smack and are tired of beating up walls and architects.

On another note, marriage proposals are rolling in. The microfiche have asked for my hand. They promised me a quiet little, 7 day wedding (so they can all be named individually) in a little fiche church on the coast (Church of the Saviour of Fiche--Ficheville, NJ). And some interesting fellow I started talking to because he was talking to my friend and she thought I might know him has mentioned marriage twice. At this time, I feel that I can not accept either proposal. My darling Verene wouldn't like it.

I was well on my way to finding out how many licks it takes to get to center of the tootsie pop, but I just chomped it. That darned owl is bad influence on me, but I made it past three licks:)




September 26, 2001

*sticks out her tongue*



September 25, 2001


Smack Jessica Day

It is Smack Jessica Day. Now this does not apply to all Jessica's just the one who writes in my calendar all the time, so if you see her just slap. Not hard, I don't want any bloodshed:)

PARENTAL DISCRETION ADVISED

It's always nice to know someone wants to watch you take a shower. And sometimes you just feel more flattered than others. This morning for instance, I experienced one of those flattering shower watchers.

I woke up this morning, bright and early at 7 o'clock. Anyone who knows me knows what a feat this is. Somehow I have been doing it for weeks though, so you should all send me congratulation cards and money. Anyway, back to my story. I stumbled to the bathroom thinking, "I should take a shower so people at work don't take me in the back alley and hose me down for an unappealing odor I may be generating." No, that is way too complex, it was more like, "Ugh, shower, good."

So there I am, staring into the mirror making sure that I am awake enough to take a shower. If you leap into the shower while half asleep, you run the risk of deep shock from the change of environment not to mention the risk of swallowing shampoo. As I stood there contemplating my dazed face, hoping that I could survive my shower, I heard a thump thump thump.

Of course, I turned toward the sound and saw that the door, which the dazy crazed sleepy chick in the mirror had left half open seemed to be moving toward me. Then a fuzzy little paw poked through the crack in the door about 6 inches from the floor. It was promptly followed by a fuzzy gray face. This process was repeated three times before Little Miss Ziggy managed to squeeze herself through the crack.

After I finished laughing, I decided to go ahead and take my shower. usually when the water goes on the cute fluffies head for the hills or at least anywhere that the water can't be heard from, so I figured she would just go away. As I turned around to grab some Caress bodywash (obvious advertisement), however, I was proved wrong. There was Ziggy with one fluffy paw holding the curtain open while she observed my strange human washing ritual. And we all know what she was thinking, "If she used her tongue, she could save herself from the torment of doing that."

In short, the greatest compliment is having someone who hates water risk getting wet just to see you naked and soapy. This has been an extra long Bella presentation. Have a great day.




September 24, 2001

You will all be happy to know that Bella is recovering from her physical sickness. However, her mind has not returned to the world of the happy, shiny people holding hands. She does find herself pondering things she has worked on today though. Aside from now having the bragging rights to 3, THREE, TROIS areas completed for the MUD, I also get to play with LDRs. Now, one must ponder all the possible meanings for LDR. Other librarians forgive me:)

POSSIBLE MEANINGS FOR THE ACRONYM LDR

10. Local Data Record
9. Lost Dumb Rats
8. Little Darling Racer
7. Lack of Daring Readers
6. Loveable Dark Rabbits
5. Lost Dreams Retold
4. Lose Dead Ransoms
3. Loving Dear Rebus
2. Lord of the Dweeb Ragers
1. Lil' Drunken Rednecks

We are now taking your votes!!!




September 20, 2001

I am feeling quite a bit sick, so pardon any gaps in my journal. Wait a sec, this is my journal. You can cope *grin*. Anyway, I have about 50 projects in the works (hyperbole owns you), so don't expect this to be too exciting, unless I get inspired.




September 18, 2001

Today, a friend of mine directed me to a site that lists songs banned on certain radio stations around the world. Not only did it reassure me that we are all going mad, but it also kept me snickering for a while. Among the songs listed were "Walk Like an Egyptian" by the Bangles, "Crash and Burn" by Savage Garden, "American Pie" by Don McLean, and "Stairway to Heaven" by Led Zepplin. Let me tell you, I am scared out of my wits, and if you don't know why, you should go look up the lyrics to those songs. Oh my goodness, please no. *sniggers way too much* Heck, I really want to scare you, so I'll provide links for you.

I know you were petrified. You are now so afraid that you won't ever read my journal again, but it's okay because something will drag you back.




September 17, 2001

I am just sitting here with my fiche (or fish as Teffie likes to call them *grin*), wondering how so much sunlight can be pouring through the window. My phat butt was cold coming down the hill this morning. Anyway, way too many references to my butt. I got yelled at for this once, recurring annoyances:) Talk to you later.




September 16, 2001

Well, today was the first day in a long time that I have been to church. It is still the place where I see the most happy faces. Maybe this should tell me something. And I got to see my lovely Teffie and baby Kattasah. He's a cutie. Oh, and I decided to do nothing this evening. Good deal, huh? I ended up cleaning my room and doing laundry. Sweet dreams.




September 15, 2001

Another exciting day in the life of a Bella. Ah well, I did get to catch up with an old friend and talk about old times and why the world is a messed up place. He feels we should write a book on this topic, maybe he is right *smiles and wanders off being messed up*.




September 14, 2001

Good morning to all the happy, shiny people. I am just sitting here with my microfiche waiting for someone to come draw in my little calendar and for someone else to do something humorous, so I can mock them. I, myself, have already amused me today. I woke up and went to get out of bed, and as I had misjudged where I was lying, my hand did not connect with the mattress. I almost fell on the floor, but you'll all be glad to know that I caught myself. I know you wouldn't want me to start my day with a nasty bruise on my butt.

No nasty bruises and no real excitement today. Sorry kids, maybe next week:) I missed out on a Nak'd Jakob concert tonight due to a pressing urge to stay at home and be anti-social. As always, I know I will regret it:(




September 13, 2001

I am sorry to have deserted all of my faithful readers in this time of crisis. I am sure both of you will be glad to know that I have decided to press on with my bad humor. Tomorrow, I shall try to bring a small piece of light into this world, though we shall all miss the lights that have been so cruelly shattered. So smile a little, laugh a little, and remember that those you love are always with you in your heart.




September 12, 2001

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY MOMMY.




September 11, 2001

Even my strange sense of humor fails me at this time. Such tragedy can not be justified, nor has a justification been offered. The events of today serve to lower my already low opinion of what mankind has become. So much needs to be said, but at this time I can find neither the words nor the power to express it, but I know it is mirrored in many hearts. This is my solace.




September 10, 2001

Well, for a Monday, this has been pretty dull. Such is life though. I won't bore you with the details of my day. However, I must give a fashion note to us all. I saw the greatest shirt today. Yes, Buffy, I just have to have it *babbles in a valley girl voice*. It's a t-shirt that looks like you are wearing one of those banners from a beauty pageant. It seems to come in varieties such as Miss Understood and Misdemeanor. I just have to go out and buy one right now, so I'll be seeing you. *wanders off snickering*




September 9, 2001

I have still not recovered from my ire about last night's shenaningans, so I will repeat that I am boycotting Jake and Elwood's and I would like everyone to join me.

My mommy came to visit me. We sat around and discussed how people change and other aspects of our soap opera lives. Then she had to run away, taking some of her tapes with her, which should make her happy for a while:) I get my strange addiction to movies from my mommy. Then again, I blame her for everything *snicker*. I also got some more building done. I would like to welcome Elizabeth back to the ranks of the immortals, and off I go into another night.




September 8, 2001

I woke up much later than I should have this morning. If I weren't looking forward to seeing Nak'd Jakob play tonight, I might be slightly depressed. Anyway, I am off to clean my house for a bit.

Okay, let's talk about ways to make my evening not go well. Mezon and I went to the bar to see Nak'd Jakob play. Anyone who knows us knows that we would not otherwise subject ourselves to smoke pouring into our lungs and the annoying stupidity of drunks in general. So we go to the bar, we pay our cover charge and we go in. We look at the stage, we look at each other, we look at the stage, and we look at each other again. At this point, Mezon says, "Do you see something wrong here?" To which I reply, "Yeah, I don't know these people." Upon looking around I realize I don't know anyone. Odd since I usually bump into someone I know everywhere I go. So Mezon and I decide to at least give this band a chance, in the hopes of finding another good local band to listen to.

So we are standing there listening to this band's rendition of Runaround Sue. Not necessarily bad except for the fact that they didn't seem to be playing quite with each other. Other members of the crowd were more than satisfied and started applauding. Then they played Honky Tonk Women. Let me just say I almost cried on behalf of the Stones. It wasn't quite right. When they started the third song, I felt my eyes open with horror. It was a song that I didn't like when it first came out. Mezon seemed to agree with me, so we ran away.

We decided to pick up munchies at Taco Bell (yummy!!!), but we were also curious about what was going on. So we placed a call to a dear friend of ours who is also the band's manager. It appears that the manager of the bar had told the band that they were remodeling and the show was cancelled. Scott was deeply apologetic that we went to the bar when the band wasn't there. In a way, I am sorry, but I am also glad we went because it gives me the opportunity to give you all some good advice: DO NOT GO TO JAKE AND ELWOOD'S IN WESTOVER.

You can go to the Brew Pub, in fact I highly reccomend it. You can go to the Mountainlair. You can go to the Little Village, but for your own sake do not go to Jake and Elwood's. If they lie to people who are technically their employees, just imagine what the employee behind the bar doesn't know about their drinks. Don't get me wrong, from the times I went there this summer, I happen to like the employees, but the manager of the bar is obviously a "squirrelly little <censored>". Have a great one. I am off to enjoy my tacos with my sweetie.




September 7, 2001

Well, today has been exciting thus far. I got a fun new project and my outfit seems to have been appreciated. Though I would like to point out that I dress for me and no one else:)

The day got better. I got to visit Toys 'R' Us, and though I didn't buy anything, it made me happy because I got to play with toys even if none of them wanted to go home with me.

From Toys 'R' Us, we voyaged to the Meadowbrook Mall, where they have pretty much the same stores as our mall, so, like the dork I am, I bought a DVD from the bargain bin. Hey, Brewster's Millions is a good movie.

And the highlight of my evening, a stop at a little diner along the way. The diner has a 50's theme and excellent food. For the most part, they have a great staff too. There was that one waitress who sneered at me, but not everyone has my strange fashion sense so I might forgive her.




September 6, 2001

Well, the morning started out okay. I got to download Tori Amos's new cd. The card is only useable once though, so I can't share with my friends *looks pouty*. Since then things have gone downhill and it is only 9:30. *sigh*

Anyway, there is a birthday boy out there that I have to wish a happy birthday. You know who you are--go play your guitar. And, no, being a self-centered conceited [censored], I did not buy him his guitar, just some strings. Anyway, have a good one.

From appreciation for one of our womderful imms on Horizons, I am posting this parody. Zaramis, this gnomes for you.

Renewing my role as the eternal movie critic, I must speak of the movie I watched this evening. Jeepers Creepers was worth the $7 I paid to get in. Maybe I am just nuts but the leading lady looked a bit like one of my goddesses, Tori Amos. I think it is the cheekbones. It is a good movie, especially from the standpoint of all the evil people out there, but I won't tell you why. You'll have to find out for yourself, if you aren't too scared. *grins evilly*




September 5, 2001

Well, today is one of my friend's birthday, so I want to take this moment to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CRYSTAL. Tomorrow, I get to say that to someone else. Later today I am having lunch with my Teffie. She knows who she is *grin*. For now, the microfiche want me.

Lunch went admirably well. Although my Teffie, as per usual, managed to hurt herself again. Tsk, tsk. We had a pleasant lunch and she reminded me that I never sent an adorable picture of Katassah and a dear friend of ours to that particular friend. Sadly, I have lost his e-mail address, but perhaps she will direct him to it, so he can take a look. It takes a while to download even with the peachy T-1 connection. Anyway, more updates on my charmed life to come.

Another exciting Hayride meeting transpired, and we still don't know where we are setting up our homes in October. Oh well, we have a month before it really matters. Somehow I feel that my weekend is going to be a joyful craft project. Ah well, sweet dreams.


September 4, 2001

Nothing exciting has happened today except for one of my friends almost missing class because she was talking to me. At least, I am entertaining:)

I bought a new vacuum tonight and assembled it while watching Better Off Dead which I had never seen before. All in all, it was a pretty good flick, so I am glad I bought it. I also bought a variety of other movies to entertain me. Back to my vacuum. It loves me and it cleans the floor.

*dances excitedly* The Illusive Skull is open again, so I bought spiffy velvet gloves and some spiffy panty hose to make me happy. Nothing like a Halloween store to bring out the strangeness in me. Well, I have to run and get some rest *yawn*. Rest well.




September 3, 2001

Bah, I couldn't work today, so I have to make up the hours somehow. Looks like a Saturday morning of excitement for me. I got to spend time with my honey and build though, so it wasn't a total loss. Oh, and I scanned Bob for those who wanted to gaze upon his handsome face. Have a great one.




September 2, 2001

Today wasn't the most exciting day, though I did manage to build some and I got to have lunch with Mezon and his mommy and his brother. I also got to follow them around while they looked at some prefab homes, which was interesting. Not exactly what I expected when Mezon said trailers though. *grin* Amazing how differently things are perceived. I made yummy steak-ums, hoagies, steak-n-cheese, or whatever-you-call-them for dinner, too. YUMMMY!!!




September 1, 2001

Well, a new month begins and so I must transfer last month's info to a new place. See the link below. Eventually, I will snazz this up, but for now, you can deal and hope I come to my senses.

Today was an interesting day. I visited with Mezon's mommy and watched documentaries on the lives of some 60s TV stars, specifically Elizabeth Montgomery and Barbara Eden. They were, respectively, the stars of Bewitched and I Dream of Jeannie. Talk about people with fascinating lives.

I also went shopping with my friend Nicole. We went to Toys 'R Us where I picked up incredibly shrunken Star Wars toys for Mezon and Verene, which they seemed to appreciate, so it was a good day. We also went to dinner at the Cracker Barrell. Good food, grumpy waitress, and great company, so I think I won out there. Well, sweet dreams.



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