A N N A J O H N ' S D I A R Y

Book me on Jenny Jones and get it over with

Mom: hello.  are you still busy  :)

me: little bit

  what's up, ma

Mom: nothing. can't I say have to you  without a cause

me: yes, mommy.  you can say have or hi to me  without a cause  :D

 

Mom: too far to hit…my hand doesn't strech that far  :)

me: it's okay ;)…look, $$$ private school was worth something- I can type.

Mom: speaking of school,  do you know a Bernadette?

me: I do

Mom: something like that?

me: from middle school

Mom: ok.  she send you a reunion flyer.   she wrote a little note with it

me: is she trying to reach me?

Mom: yes. you  plus $25. oct 8^th.  it went to the old house

me: hmmm

Mom: with daddy's name on it

me: :(

Mom: i guess she doesn't know much about you

me: reunion is THIS year?  we graduated in 1988? 

Mom: yesh. you  old lady

No, I'm Lucky to be Yours.

More GChat-facilitated bonding, passive-aggressive proclivities not included...

My BUSY status Message: 

Breathe, Anna, Breathe… :( || 133.2 ...and I went to brunch at Harry's TWICE this wknd... || Feb 5-9 = Hell Week. Mantra = SAHMilf. E90, take me away... || FIVE deliverables in the next 30 hours...must...consider...RedBull, a.k.a. nasty, fizzy poo ||

A minute later, his:

Pixie I have faith that you will succeed! Have faith!

Volley:

And Pixie's faith is restored. :) Ty, MR. || 133.2 ...and I went to brunch at Harry's TWICE this wknd... || Feb 5-9 = Hell Week. Mantra = SAHMilf. E90, take me away... || FIVE deliverables in the next 30 hours...must...consider...RedBull, a.k.a. nasty, fizzy poo ||

His serve:

:) Pixie, you're awesome. I'm lucky to be your friend.

...and then I was delighted in a passing-notes-to-my-favorite-friend-during third-period  history class in 1989 sort of way, as I inhaled luxuriously and already felt more capable.

I closed my eyes, thought of George Michael (Faith-a, faith-a, FAITH!), realized I didn't have time to recharge my beliefs like someone Orthodox should (how useful Catholics are! Their mass is half-as-long as liturgy and "Glory be..." might be the fastest prayer EVER), murmured aforementioned brief blurb o' holiness...and THEN my next meeting didn't seem so arduous, at all.  Appositely enough, the only boy who could ever teach me...was the son of a Preacher man. :) 

And I Have Tonsillitis, too.

oxytocin: haha
oxytocin: your tonsils have more testosterone than my testes, thanku

me: perhaps i should have them removed

oxytocin: yes, donate them to me.

It Boggles my Mind, too!

My GChat "away message" or, the truth behind the little minus sign, the sequel:

A N N A:  Jesus inside.  Like Intel, just wayyy better.  :)  And no, you may not kiss me for 24 whole hours.  :D

Maurice:  Word, Jesus is waaaaayyyy better than Intel...for example, no divide by zero errors in Jesus, and hey, he's already overclocked.  Super overclocked.  Ultra-plus-overclocked.  Try that with an Intel.  Of course, I'm trying to picture the motherboard for Jesus and it boggles the mind.

I heart Maurice. :)

Well, it is hot...

My GChat "away message" or, the truth behind the little minus sign:

A N N A:  Mango pieces, salt, vinegar, red chili, sesame oil, mustard, asafoetida = Perfection. 

Product of India?  HELL YES!

nmeyer: Anna, you're getting me turned on

never take you for granted again

10:51 AM K: Hey... you are up. Morning sunshine.

27 minutes

11:19 AM K: And hun I am craving South Indian food, we need to hit some SI place this weekend.

15 minutes

11:35 AM me: what a morning

 K: good one ?

 me: emergency h2o shutoff = brushing my teeth with evian

 K: ahh the princess is getting her wish

 me: do you have any idea how traumatic it is for someone with ocd to realize they CANNOT wash their hands??

11:36 AM K: umm hmmm... more evian

 me: i wore gloves.  when i just went outside.  to get coffee.

 and i bought a gallon of lesser water.

 K: ooh...

11:37 AM you are so funny :D

11:38 AM me: i'm not washing my hands with evian.  i'll brush my teeth with it, but not that.  my hands don't care how h2o tastes.

 K: well that is true....

11:41 AM brb. I hate my job :D

 me: :)

like doctors need help getting any ;)

C-----ology: I saw your planned blog meetup... You're going drinking with a bunch of intelligent, creative minded women?  Can I come along?

politicaldesi [away]: getting shleepy...

C-----ology: (the male version of that) You're going drinking with a bunch of women? Can I come along?

C-----ology:   (the male Physician version of that)  drinking? Can I come along? :-)

LA face with an Oakland booty

Turbanhead! :  link

Turbanhead! : real wimmin gots curves!

A N N A : then i must really be a woman ;-)

Turbanhead! :  :-D

:+:

i'm so glad his blog is back.  :)

To one of the funniest girls I barely know

politicaldesi: there is a micro-tribute

politicaldesi: in my last SM post

politicaldesi: to YOU

Peppermint Mocha: oo, oo

Peppermint Mocha: lemme check

politicaldesi: ;-)

Peppermint Mocha: :-) :-) :-)

Auto response from politicaldesi (away):

Peppermint Mocha, you're the meaning in my life, you're the inspiration... O:-)

Peppermint Mocha: yay

politicaldesi: you like?

Peppermint Mocha: i lurve

politicaldesi: awww

Peppermint Mocha: thanks, anna banana

politicaldesi: my pleasure, j dizzle

I rock the mic, they say I'm not lady like

GOP Mallu : yo

GOP Mallu  signed off at 10:51:50 PM.

GOP Mallu  signed on at 10:10:50 AM. 

politicaldesi: you can't play with my yo-yo

GOP Mallu : oh my..i yo'd you by mistake :-)

politicaldesi: indeed

politicaldesi: anil is a doll, btw

politicaldesi: love him

GOP Mallu : cool

GOP Mallu : i'll be hearing all about your time together this weekend

politicaldesi: yayyyy

politicaldesi: tell him i'm boring

politicaldesi: and that i want to do the same thing again and again and again

politicaldesi: i.e.

politicaldesi: mysore dosa in georgetown

politicaldesi: and then watermelon martinis and kir royales at blue gin

politicaldesi: awesome