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Wednesday, June 30, 2004

If you aren't a Bushie then you are a Talibanie

I hate the black and whiteness of this country.
Some things should have Gray area to it.
I'd hate to think that if I said I hate America, that people would automatically assume I hate the birds and trees, and every living thing.
I would hope they would think I hate the government and the people who are out to lie and cheat and brainwash Americans.
I hate black and white thinking.
It's very narrow.

Tuesday, June 29, 2004

Moved Out

Today Tuesday June 29th, we finally moved my boyfriend out of his apartment.
That's the good news.
The bad news is, after a month's time we will not only have to move him again, but also myself at the same time.
I think we have a great system going though.
Instead of "I hate you" at the end of the day, we were still saying "I love you"

Monday, June 28, 2004

So happy together...

List of things that make Anna happy:
- Good movie (Go see Fahrenheit 9/11)($6 bucks)
- Vanilla Chai (Yah, Vienna Coffeehouse)($3.44 bucks)
- Fast Dinner (Portobello and Spinach Pizza) ($7.69 bucks)
- Scary Movie (Monster; still troubled) ($2.12 bucks/ and no late fees)
- Cigarettes (Cloves only please) ($5.79 bucks)
- Moving Van (U-Haul) ($19.95 bucks)
- Spending only 44.99 Makes Anna happy.
-(Admit it, you thought I was going for a cheesy priceless commercial.)

Wednesday, June 23, 2004

Breakfast at Tiffany's

"Holly:You know those days when you get the mean reds?
Paul:Mean reds? You mean like the blues?
Holly: No, the blues are different. The blues are when you are too fat or it's been raining too long. You're just sad that's all. Oh, but the mean reds. The mean reds are terrible, you are suddenly afraid but you don't know what for. Well when I get the mean reds the only good thing to do is jump in a cab and go over to Tiffany's it calms me down right away . It's so quiet and respectable, nothing bad could ever happen to you there. If I ever found a place like Tiffany's, oh, well I'd buy some furniture and give the cat a name!"

"You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-You-Are? You're chicken. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, 'Okay, life's a fact.' People DO fall in love. People do belong to each other. Because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness. You call yourself a free spirit, a wild thing, yet you're terrified that somebody's gonna put you in a cage. Well, baby, you're already in a cage and you built it yourself. And it's not bound on the east by Somali Land or on the west by Tulip, Texas. It's everywhere you go. Because no matter where you run, you're always going to end up running into yourself."

Father's Day

For father's day my family and I got my dad a nice frame and then had all our pictures taken by my brother's girlfriend, who is training to become a professional photographer.
I finally scanned some in for my mom and I thought I'd put them online.

1. The good one.

2. The silly one.

Polly wanna cracker.

Love, love changes everything
days are longer, words mean more. - Andrew Lloyd Webber

It amazes me to think of life before seven months ago.
I met you seven months prior and
I've called you my own for more than a half of year now.
It honestly doesn't seem like that long.

In other news:
Niki, my co-worker, decided to make sure I ate well. She watched me eat my sandwich and when i said I couldn't eat anymore, she bargained with me to at least eat the bread.
Bless her, I'm still not hungry.

Tuesday, June 22, 2004


My boyfriend told me he believes in the possibility of ghosts.
My boyfriend, my voice of reason, my smack of reality.

It's 4 a.m. now.

All I can think of is having things I can't see walk around with bullet holes in them (The Sixth Sense), or ghosts that take revenge on people (Thirteen Ghosts), or dying and having those shapes come and take my ghost away (Ghost).

I originally called him because I was upset by something else. Thankfully that is completely gone from my head. I don't even remember what it was.

He meant well, he was joking around. I'm taking this way out of proportion. My head is taking this thing and running with it. Partly from lack of sleep and partly because every time my fan hits my sheets a certain way, i think a ghost is trying to grab me. I'm so childish.

This would be as if my boyfriend decided to tell me that he believed in the possibility of large statues coming to life and walking around on Earth.

No.. I take that back.

That would be far, far worse.

Monday, June 21, 2004

Avril Lavigne

Please, someone explain Avril's strange fashion wear.
I just saw The Tonight Show and Avril was the guest singer.
She wore a feather, in her hair tied up with string, these are a few of my favorite things?
What was the point?
She looked like something from the "ten little indians" story.
You know.. Ten little indians all in the bed, one got in and another fell out, and they all said "Roll over?"
Am I getting this old?
I find her stunt to be one of the stupidest things I've ever seen. I was asking myself, "Did she lose a bet with Jay Leno and her punishment was to look like an idiot?"
It can't be that she's 1/16th Native American and wants to show her heritage (blah blah blah) because if a true Native American saw her they'd arrow her ass for such stereotypes.
The only thing I could possibly see the point of such a stunt would to make a bunch a people talk about her and how stupid it looks. And if that is the case, I commend her, she did a really good job, I even took that bait.

Hell's Angels

So today, I dealt with bikers.
Not just any bikers, these were the Mountain kind.
They were biking all over Indiana, from the top to the bottom.

They were a bunch of cantankerous old men and women.
I want this, I want that.

Never before have I wanted to bitch slap an old man in a leotard.

(Side note: The men and women in leotards left nothing to the imagination... *shudder*)

Saturday, June 19, 2004

Trashy people who hide behind religion

Today was a day that I bit my tounge until it bled.
My boss Brian, a touchy (yes in the wrong way) guy, worked.
My coworker Tom, a very creepy man, worked.
Brian at one point physically touched my hip. And against my better judgement I threw a hissy fit (my better judgement was a swift kick in the balls).
Tom decided that today for some reason he would call me "dear" off and on. It was just creepy.
Both took 45 minutes of their work day to talk to each other about religion.
Both thought they had a higher calling to God.
Both talked about the sins they have washed away.
Both thought that most people working in this place could use a dose of religion.
Both have cheated on their wives.
I pray to Ganesha now.

The God of Small Things.

Last night when I was talking on the phone to my boyfriend, I watched a spider make a web outside my window. I watched the spider weave and pull at the web. This morning when I woke up, I opened my shades and I saw the spider's web with tiny rain drops covering it.
The God of Small Things.

Friday, June 18, 2004

Dumb customer.

After spending and upwards of 20 minutes talking to a very angry man, trying to give him to my manager, trying to give him a compromise and trying very hard to calm him down
he asks, "Your name is Anna, right?"
I reply with a yes.
He then says, "What is your last name?"
My question to him.
"Who is dumb enough to answer that?"


Feeling ill.
Going home early from work.
Wish I had a dog.
All to my own.
I just have crackers.
And Sprite.

Thursday, June 17, 2004

No room for brains

So I'm working at the front desk... and a lady calls for my boss Robert.
I couldn't find Robert, so I asked if I could take a message.
The message read: Please call Donna at Penrod Hiawatha.
When she got to the "Penrod Hiawatha" part I said, "Could you spell that please?"

She said, "P-E-N-R-O-D Hiawatha"

Thanks Lady.

Wednesday, June 16, 2004

The Sunset

Life here is beautiful at any time of year.

I have my coffee, my book, my chocolate, and my sanity.

I can't remember when...

Women today are very calculating.
It's by nature.
Years of oppression and encouragement from fellow females makes us this way.
I'm not saying I'm oppressed. I have a wonderful male influence in my life. My father, grandfather, brother, and boyfriend are all excellent examples of how a male should behave.
Yet I'm still calculating.
I see one female who wants to harm my brother... my father... my grandfather... and especially my boyfriend... and I start watching her, plotting her movements, her actions, what she does during the day, when she's home... etc. etc.
Every female who reads this knows what I'm talking about.
Its like a switch that is just suddenly switched on when the warning light goes off.
Society sees the male as the one who protects it's family.
How this came about I have no idea...
If you look at the wild and you see in most cases the female being the one to protect her family.
Its just natural animal instinct for a female to protect her love ones.
I couldn't find one female not to agree with me on this.

Tuesday, June 15, 2004

Welcome to Anju's world.

No, Anju Harsha is not my real name.
In fact, it is very far from my real name.
My real name will remain non-existent for those who stumble across my blog, and my fake one will
be understandable to those who know me.
This is a blog for me to vent, to point out life and all its little idiosyncrasies.