Annabella's Online Journal: April 2002


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April 30, 2002

I may have made another convert to the reading of the bountiful babbling of Beautiful Bella. So let's all give a warm welcome to Jamie who can file his complaints to me at annabella at meowmail. That would be a dot come not a dot org or a dot edu or a dot gov. I do aspire to have my own government someday. I would say I want my own religion too, but I am satisfied with mine. Anyway, I have to run, but if you are lucky, I shall have the opportunity to give you more laughs later.




April 28, 2002

Another wonderful week in the life of Bella came to a close last night. I once more realized that I need a watch and that hanging out with your friends makes you lose track of time if you are having fun. I went out with some rockin' people to dance and hang out. At some point, however, the fact that I am an oddball came out as they noted that I had not imbibed any "delicious" alcohol. I can't help it that I am odd, so don't hate me for it. Besides, I like me sober--I think I am great fun without such help even if I am not quite the dancing queen.

Continuing in the tradition of being a busy lady, I took my sleep dep headache to a friends house to wish her a happy birthday and just because I love her, I am posting another message here.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JEN!!!




April 24, 2002

Here she is live from Hickville, USA or somewhere nearby, the beautiful, bodacious, brilliant Bella--that's her highness Annabella Ordena to you. My lovely little world is back online for those of you who did not know. Drop on by and visit us, play in the MUD, slap down some mobs, and all that good text-based fun. You never know how fun it is until you try.

Today, I spent time where short people who have computers for their best friends should be, well one of those places. I wandered around a tech fair, talking to my friends and picking up all sorts of fun freebies. I have now refurbished my magical pen and pencil collection. I also got to ogle shiny Linux boxes. If you don't know what I am talking about, you have not yet begun to live and you have not been reading my babbling for very long. Anyway, back by special request, here is another top ten list just for you.

TOP TEN PLACES TO HIDE A BELLA

10. The Shire so she can be with people her own size and pick on them too or at least eat with them.
9. The world of Terrisaire where mortals adore the creator of lands.
8. Any place where a large number of geeks have congregated to admire shiny things and sexy penguins.
7. That place where the shiny happy people hold hands, drink punch, and eat cookies.
6. A cave with a high speed internet connection and a nice comfy bed.
5. Hell--she can grill whenever she wants without lighting the grill.
4. Anywhere she can play a recorder for the cleaning edification of cats.
3. A candy store where she is given a promise of no weight gain and never getting full.
2. Right there in your heart--someone's gotta love the short ladies.
1. A library--she has aspirations of library domination after all.



April 23, 2002

Another Tuesday evening with friends. I love them dearly, they make me laugh. Yet somehow I still find myself feeling morose. Here I sit once more alone at my computer. Even here, I am alone. "Players found: 1" That would be me, Annabella, the only person with so little life she puts it into creating a world where for a moment, she might find that mythical creature called happiness.

Too bad that Bella is not creative enough to make much of this choice. After all, she is merely a French chef and not a good one at that since last time I checked, she was making all American food for herself and the people who deign to keep her company since she bribes them with food. Oh wait, this won't make you laugh *crawls back under her rock*




April 17, 2002

Well, after much discussion and key tapping, Déesse and I have reached an agreement. She shall house the joys of my journal and provide you with updates on the glorious life of the exquisite Bella. Try to control your excitement. I know you have all fallen madly in love with her, but she is not getting married until I do. Since I can still make all the boys run screaming, you can not marry her for a long, long time.

My co-hobbit Mike, who happens to be a buff stud, tried to convince me that I am just kidding myself, but with the speeds these boys can reach when I show interest, they could easily win the Boston marathon with me at their heels. Ah well, someday I will find the man to answer Sheryl Crow's rhetorical question. Until that day comes it's me and my girlfriends: my laptop and my guitar. I would include Aravan in that list, but she denied my proposal of marriage. I still say she is just in denial though since she gave me both flowers and chocolate during lunch yesterday and it is not even my birthday. *gasp* Maybe there is hope for me after all.

Well, tonight Bella had her last belly dancing class of the season. They don't start again until July, so I will have to make eights and dance my belly in private or perhaps with friends until then. That way I don't embarrass myself more than I do currently:) Anyway, I shall have to save up some sarcasm in case I get around to updating tomorrow, so I will let you all off easy, but beware for I shall return.




April 15, 2002

I am glad my last entry was so long. I hope it tided you all over. I have been busy helping my new girlfriend get used to life with me. First, I had to cure her of a terrible virus. Luckily I had Red Hat Linux 7.2 on hand which was the perfect cure for her disease. Then, she and I had a long talk about what she would like to be called. She finally decided on Goddess, but as that seemed too presumptuous, we had to switch it over to French, so she is Déesse and all you disbelievers had better respect that. Then I went in search of the perfect background which I have yet to discover in my pilgrimage through the internet. I did find one that will have to work for the time being.

After all this hard work, I decided to apply myself to playing g-lines like a mad junkie. I have been informed that I rock at this game, but I fear they may be wrong. I do well enough though to gain an addiction akin to the one that I like to call Dr. Mario. Then again, I used to play that game incessantly a couple of summers ago, so I guess I am getting better.

Sadly, the microforms queen must go back to her microcards. They are like microfiche except they are printed out on heavy paper instead of clear plastic. You must check out all these innovative new technologies when you get the chance:) Try not to miss me too much, for I am sure I will return later.


Love always,

Bella



April 9, 2002

Well, kiddies, it has been a busy weekend for me, so I didn't quite make it to updating my web page. *pants a little* After rushing about much, though, I have finally made the time for this joy. Friday was an interesting experience. I went dancing with my friends. Yes, Bella went dancing in public. My humblest apologies to the people that actually saw this horrendous display of Bella style:)

On Saturday, I went to watch Blade II and eat theater popcorn and drink fountain soda *tucks the check from Carmike Cinemas into her pocket*. I think you should all go see a movie or six this week. No, I was not paid to say this. I am innocent, I swear. Anyway, the plot of this movie was slightly unexpected and more improbable than vampires themselves, but I will let those of you brave enough check it out for yourselves.

On the bright and lovely Sunday, I sat around most of the day staring blankly at my television screen. The fact that it was not on did not deter me from this endeavor. I did eventually get up and clean a little bit though for those of you who are worried about my mental state.

Last night, I made a pretty fruit plate and a lovely veggie platter and a tray full of sugary yummies to feed my friends. They came over to feel the power of the Atari and hang out. Then I proved that I have played Dr. Mario 1,000,000,000 times too many in my lifetime by kicking some bootie. Have I mentioned lately that I rock?

And now, I sit waiting for news of my new girlfriend. I had hoped to meet her today, but thus far there has not been word. Oh, I do hope she appears today. Otherwise I will have to be all impatient and start calling people. *nods sagely* To console myself, I shall just have to talk to my lawyer. He always consoles me.




April 4, 2002

Gotcha, you thought I quit writing in my journal again, didn't you? You can go ahead and admit it. But, no, your worries were unfounded. I can not leave you floundering without my words to lift you up. I can not let your pain and distress go untended. Dr. Ordena is here to heal all your twisted senses of humor and heal your wounded laughter producers. Okay, maybe I am not quite that funny, but I am working on my phd (personal humor directives).

I am getting a new girlfriend or perhaps a boyfriend. As we have not met, I can not name or judge. When she/he gets here though, we shall bond. I shall show him/her Linux and give him/her a name to be proud of. Then we shall take over the world.

On another note, Bella belly dances all by herself. Otherwise people see her and she freezes. Then she folds her hands behind her back and looks like a cute, lil', innocent girl. Okay, maybe she just imitates what a cute, lil', innocent girl does when she is trying to look cute and innocent because she did something wrong. It's cute though, so I may have to have a recital of being a cutesie, so you can all see.




April 2, 2002

Another beautiful day in the life of Bella. I got up early to come to work and play with my darling microfilm. They did not thwart me as much as they normally do or even attempt to do so. In fact, most of them were quite cooperative and hopped right into the little wooden cart that would take them straight through town so the townspeople could throw tomatoes and other rotting vegetables at them. They held on like little troopers not even quaking with fear when we had reached the entrance to the wooden gaol with it's absence of windows and a sturdy gate that would close behind them forever. *wipes a tear away* They were such troopers. It will be such a pity to see them go.

Then I went for a nice walk downtown. I was on another secret mission. The mission for the holy Atari controllers. If you do not know the importance of holy Atari controllers, you have not lived and may never get the chance, so you might as well just resign yourself to such sadness. I have not acquired them yet, but I did get a new game for my old school Nintendo. I shall have to update you later.

My friend, Aravan, who denied my proposal *holds back the tears* decided to console me by buying me a book which contains such quotes as "I don't know why women want any of the things that men have when one of the things that women have is men.--Coco Chanel" I think she is just trying to convince me that it is for the best.

A Slim-Fast (a.k.a. very thin Cocoa Wheats) and "If I Only Had a Brain" resounding through my head later and I am ready to face the rest of the day with a smile and a very cute look on my face. Besides, I got to pet a real, live prickly hedgehog today. I think he liked me:)




April 1, 2002

The time has come for a weighty confession. Three years ago I professed my love to my dear friend Aravan and she went out and broke my heart by going out with a man of all creatures. I was heartbroken. What on earth was I to do? Now, years later, I have the answer. *sinks to one knee* "Oh, darling Aravan, will you marry me?" We can move to Hawaii and adopt penguins. You know you want to please say yes.

APRIL FOOL'S DAY!!!

Sorry, girls, I am a one man/no woman woman. Luckily, I don't seem to be on the path to find that man, so I can stay single and adopt my own penguins. On a more serious note, I have some people to thank. I thank the Workmans for inviting me over for dinner last night. It was delicious and the company was great. Thanks to all of you, especially little NoBeard and RedFluffyHead. I would also like to thank Cell Phone Man, er...um, Bob for not getting angry about my late night call in search of numbers:) Anyway, I love you guys, especially Tux. Oh wait, wrong conversation. Prepare for more babbling by the beautiful, bodacious, belly-dancing Bella.




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