Anna to the Max

the epitome of quirkiness

Q and A with A-to-the-M February 15, 2010

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Happy Monday, all. Let’s take a peek into the mailbag* this afternoon, shall we?

Iluvatothem asks: “What did you have for lunch today?

Let’s see, upon returning from class I foraged for a few minutes and realized my lunch options were limited to

a.) popcorn

b.) hot cocoa mix

c.)  ramen noodles

So I settled for the latter, adding an egg for a little pizazz. I’m proud to report that the smoke detector did not go off once. Probably because the batteries in it are dead.

Mallory wants to know: “Did you manage to have a fairly decent Valentine’s Day in spite of the fact that you have no significant other, have never had a significant other, and currently have no prospects on the horizon?

Thank you for your concern, Mallory. I actually had a wonderful Valentine’s Day. It’s like I was telling my roommate: I am not a secretary, nor do I have a secretary, but do I feel left out on Secretary’s Day (now known as Administrative Professional’s Day)? Of course not. Neither do I begrudge the secretaries their recognition that one day out of the year. Likewise, on February 14 I feel no bitterness, only anticipation for the 90% off candy sales we can all enjoy the following week. Of course, if someday a handsome bohemian man with hair like long twisted ropes were to sweep me off my feet with his strong arms, I might find this time of year even more enjoyable.

koolhippiedude24 writes: “Anna to the Max, you sound like the girl of my dreams. How does a future traveling the country in a sweet Volkswagen camper sound? We could live simply, being completely self-sufficient with a thirst for adventure and the open road. Eventually we could settle down in a quaint log cabin (built by moi, of course) with a massive waterpark in the backyard for the dozens of foster children we’ll take in. Hope you won’t be disgusted by my rockin dreadlocks and really toned biceps. P.S. I, too, have a pipe, also not for drug or tobacco use. Cause drugs are not kool.”

Unfortunately, koolhippiedude24, you spelled cool with a “k” twice, and that really gets on my nerves. Sorry, but you lost your chance right there. Which is too bad because everything you described is what exactly what I’ve been dreaming of. Ah, well. C’est la vie.

anna_fanatic says: “Anna to the Max, I am naming my first woman-child after you.” 

Why, thank you, anna_fanatic. I am utterly speechless. That’s all we have time for today, but keep those questions coming, readers; your feedback is always appreciated.

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*Ok, I don’t actually have a mailbag because I don’t actually get mail. But there’s no harm in practicing for when I do.

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What I learned in School Today February 8, 2010

Filed under: Uncategorized — Anna @ 10:18 am

The Nile is drying up, famine and pestilence are on the way, and there are too many old people on the planet. It all boils down to WE’RE DOOMED.

Have a pleasant day!

 

Good news: I passed my exam. Bad news: I scream everytime a door opens or closes. February 5, 2010

Filed under: Uncategorized — Anna @ 2:02 pm

‘Twas an average Thursday night and I was settling down to study for my Chinese exam when Roommate suggested we rent a movie.

“Sure,” says I. “Let’s get something light and comedic.”

30 minutes later we were popping in “Paranormal Activity.”

I do not do scary movies. The creatures from “The Village” have left me permanently scarred with an aversion toward hooded cloaks and the color red, I’ve never watched “The Sixth Sense,” and the trailers alone for “The Grudge 2” made me want to cry.

I begged Roommate to get anything but that movie. “Imagine That”? Sure. I can stomach a little Eddie Murphy now and then. “The Proposal”? Why not. It’s been a while since I’ve given in to viewing the latest ridiculous rom-com. “Princess Protection Program”? Absolutely! Anything to keep me from losing sleep and jumping everytime I hear the neighbor’s creaky floor.

But my pleas were ignored, as was my Chinese textbook as I inched closer to Roommate and our spooky-movie-loving friend Moolina. (Why do all my friends have such bizarre names?)

Oh I’ll admit, I laughed through the first 45 minutes of the film. A home video picking up a few faint thudding noises? Please. I almost felt demeaned having to sit through such nonsense.

What a fool I was. Girl going into zombie mode + demon voice +crawling scene near the end = no zzz’s for me. I barely moved all night and dared not look at my phone lest it say 3:15 a.m. For those of you who haven’t seen it, the alternate ending is none too cheery either.

I need to go purchase a nightlight now, so I bid you adieu.

 

Operation Annagetyouracttogether commencing in 3…2…1… February 1, 2010

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Step 1: Rebuild music collection from the ground up. This time-consuming task is sure to take a toll on some of my quiz grades this week, but is  necessary if I’m ever going to succeed at steps 2 and 3.

Step 2: Clean room.

Step 3: Do laundry.

Step 4: Catch up on homework.

 

Guess what came in the mail last week :) January 29, 2010

Filed under: Uncategorized — Anna @ 10:00 am

I’ll give you a hint: it’s something J.R.R. Tolkein would have appreciated.

Well, hello there, Clive Staples! You too?

What ho, what ho, what ho! P.G. Wodehouse!

And of course, another inspiration of mine:

Now, if they would just smooth out all the kinks in the whole time-travel thing I could go back and feel right at home at an Inklings meeting. Or become bffs with Sherlock Holmes.

(Many thanks to Monkey Boi for being willing to do an impromptu photoshoot!)

 

My Life is Awkward. January 28, 2010

Filed under: Uncategorized — Anna @ 1:15 pm

A few nights ago I was walking down my stairs with a bowl of granola in hand. (We all know this can’t go anywhere good, don’t we?). 

You should know that I have a history of tumbling down stairs, especially my own (insert painful-to-watch AFV montage here). 

So I fell and slid all the way down and the bowl of granola spilled all over the coatrack, shoe basket, carpet, and front door. I sat at the foot of the stairs on the verge of weeping and wailing and gnashing my teeth (it hadn’t been the best day even prior to this) when that idiom about crying over spilled milk came to mind and then I wondered- does that proverb pertain to rice milk too? 

I cleaned up the best I could but that stuff was everywhere. Feeling that I owed my roommates an explanation as to why they might find soggy oaty clumps in their sneakers, I left them a note with a nifty little illustration, which I was going to take a picture of and post right here: 

 

However, it was thrown away before I got the chance. So, naturally, I dug through the revolting mess of coffee grounds, milk cartons, etc etc in our kitchen rubbish bin to retrieve it. Because I care THAT much for all of you. Alas, I got my forearms goopy for nothing because I couldn’t find it. So I recreated the original using good ol’ Paint:  

 

A brief, bulleted update January 21, 2010

Filed under: Uncategorized — Anna @ 11:22 pm
  • I love my new job. I pretty much get paid to jump on a trampoline.
  • Russian is coming along swimmingly. I can introduce myself and know not to be weirded out if a Russian tries to kiss me on the cheek three times because it’s a common greeting over there.
  • Excuse me while I go learn the Hoedown Throwdown. I’m preparing for a dance-off  vs. some 5th graders that is taking place Monday and I don’t want to look like a fool. Unless, of course, it’s a dancing fool.