May 31, 2004

  • Ok, got bored/ irritated with the cute refrigerator-theme thing. To the
    point where i didn’t wanna post. At least not with any semblance of
    proper grammar.

    Was at a party yesterday. Wesley (large, tattooed, reckless) was
    plotting to pants me and throw me in the lake,  and everyone else
    was like ” nonono, that’s a BAD idea, you don’t want to make Annie mad.”

    Ah, yes, I am small yet carnivorous. Fear me!

    I was talking to my girl Ryan (small, lacy, sex kitten) at the party,
    who I haven’t seen in a while, and we caught up on some things. It got
    me thinking when she said, “Hey [hotstuff], where have you
    been?” Aside from an immediate impulse to pinch her bottom, I was
    pondering  how I haven’t been keeping anyone updated, and all
    these things have been happening so fast I don’t know where to begin.

    I have about three more weeks of school left to teach, and then I will
    no longer be able to claim instant glory as an Art Teacher
    Extraordinaire. The truth is,  I partially took the job as a
    source of instant karma, to justify my paltry little 20-something
    existence with a noble occupation, but also for the  perks. Like
    free access to art supplies. On june 16th, I need to find something new
    to keep myself busy, and save money.

    Thinking about painting some murals. I basically jazzed up my art classroom this year, and I’ve done a few projects with Kerri,
    and there was that little criminal typography internship a few years
    back with a crew in harvard square, so I think I’m more than qualified
    to paint on anyone’s wall. I got a lead last monday on some guy in the
    burbs who has a motorcycle shop/ showroom, and is looking for some
    graffiti murals to spice up the place. Big walls. Lots of paint.
    Ka-ching.

    Still battling it out with the landlords over the holey-tub issue, which is maddening. I don’t want to think about it. Feeling too vicious. Might kick somebody.

    There are two little birds outside of Bryon’s window who have been
    busily making a nest for the past week. They found a good spot just
    under the eaves of the house across the way, chirruping at one another
    and hopping around. They’ve got it totally figured out, little nest
    architects. They’re taking a break at the moment, doing the flitting
    around and preening thing, looking pretty happy.

    Bryon and I have been checking out San Diego, and looking at the
    possibility of settling there. I’m amiable to just about anything as
    long as I don’t have to suffer through another winter in this city, and
    I’d like to see New Mexico again, or spend a year or two in the Pac.
    Northwest, or live near a beach in Cali, so I’m just waiting for the
    Hedgehog to make up his mind about it.  He graduated a week ago,
    and is starting to cope with everything that entails. He’s already
    consulting at two architecture firms, and has to decide which of the
    bazillion other offers he has to reject.  He says this is just
    because he’s lucky, but everyone else knows that it’s really because
    he’s awesome. Aww, little heart- thing.

    At any rate, we’re sticking around here for a while, and in the fall
    we’re either gonna ditch town and  head west like modern pioneers,
    or find a little temporary nook for ourselves under the eaves
    somewhere.

    Chirp.

Comments (2)

  • If you get the cycle shop work, post some pics pleez!  Would like to see that.

    Good luck on your quest for a nest…  even out west.  :p

  • Please don’t leave me Annie. I can’t controll the family with out you. AND…… if you move to Cali, i won’t be able to see you as much…… For you that may be a good thing, i think. And i want to be close to you and Bryon. Amd you still have to take me to all the clubs you promissed to take me to. Well i know this is tacky, but now one comes to my site anymore so i am going to advertise just this once. Come Visit………. http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=Droid_R

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