tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54720812011-04-21T20:07:34.911-07:00Yay It's EasterAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comBlogger141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1087962355191185732004-06-22T20:45:00.000-07:002004-06-22T20:45:55.190-07:00song!if the alphabet wasn't our friend, where would the flowers be?
if the alphabet wasn't our friend, where then the bumblebee?
if al-alphabet was not our friend of yet
where would our letters come froooom?Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1086145327761572772004-06-01T19:54:00.000-07:002004-06-01T20:02:07.763-07:00CHOCOLATEPhlem is making me write in my blog. I don't know what to say. "Tell a joke," he says. There once was a guy who ate chocolate pie and when he was done he started to cry?
What do you mean it's not a joke, Phlem?
OK, so my best buddy that isn't family, Sai, has this little saying.
Person 1: What're ya' doin'?
Person 2: Eating chocolate.
Person 1: Where'd ya' get it?
Person 2: A horsie dropped itAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1085712540844809512004-05-27T19:47:00.000-07:002004-05-27T19:49:00.846-07:00Come Fly with meHello, long time no talk! Does anybody actually read this? I'm tired and I wanna eat pie!! Pie in the sky!
Hi Byrdy! Hi Angie!
Come Fly with me, let's fly, let's fly awayyAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1081216188353980882004-04-05T18:49:00.000-07:002004-04-05T18:52:30.356-07:00Um...On multiple occasions, I stepped on something, and it held me okay. then another time, possibly 25 minutes ago, um, whaddya do with a tub without a cover? You can't glue it really well because it's cracked in multiple places. I guess we could tape it..
John says to hide it. I'm thinkin' I could throw it in the trash and Mom might not notice. Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1076474090769528752004-02-10T20:34:00.000-08:002004-02-10T20:36:38.076-08:00Hey hey we're the Monkees!!!!
Or not.
La la la la lemon. La la la la lollipop. La la la la lightbulb - this is fun! La la la la lump in my oatmeal.
Anyway, hi to Byrdie and possibly anyone else that may read this.
I have to move my car out of the street now that the Flemster is back from night class (or was is night court... all those affidavits they have against him are piling up.. what's an Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1076187060142920642004-02-07T12:51:00.000-08:002004-02-07T12:52:44.606-08:00Hi All!! I'm doin' a crossword puzzle and tonight I'm gonna see my sweetie's musical. Oh "pet hair" is the "allergen". Of course! So anyway... I guess I should clean my room some time. What?! "Cape Cod" is a "house style"?? So, did anybody send me some comments I wonder? Hmm.. Well, maybe they'll send some to this. I could talk about Flem, he's so neat. He needs to study. "Study your butt offAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1075697261286574952004-02-01T20:47:00.000-08:002004-02-01T20:50:01.170-08:00Oh.Today's story is Gossip about Flem.
Well, the other day he made the greatest meal ever and we were like "what are we gonna do when he's not here? we're gonna eat our hands?" There's not much to say. He likes to hide under blankets. Ok. Maybe I just won't. Ohhh...my aching leg. I'm just kidding. I totally made that up! My leg is fine. So is the other one. Can I go home now? Am I done yet?? Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1075599601774587612004-01-31T17:40:00.000-08:002004-01-31T17:41:38.780-08:00YayYay! John fixed my comments so now they woik! Oh boy! Now you guys can write back! And then I can write agaaaiin! And um, today... I spent alot of time at Panera with Sharavi doing stats stuff and I amazingly knew alot of math stuff and I was able to help her. I'm so proud! The boy didn't know what the derivative of x was, but that's ok. Now I'm gonna sing! I'm slowin down.. Lookin at my dog andAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1075177406773463092004-01-26T20:23:00.000-08:002004-01-26T20:24:59.153-08:00Hi! I'm updating my blog. I don't know who reads it if anyone. I guess John and Byrdy and that one chick, and maybe Kay. And that other one, nevermind I just made that one up. So anyways.. Hi. Am I done yet? So, uh... am I supposed to read you guys's blogs now? I suppose I could learn alot about the boy if I read his blog, he probably forbids me to. Blast. Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1063601554428083022003-09-14T21:52:00.000-07:002003-09-14T21:52:34.470-07:00Hey wassup! This will be fast. I have to go to bed cus I have a conference tomorrow about pie throwing and it starts at 3:58 a.m. I am so-o-o-o going to be tired. Um, did I mention I also have a bad habit of telling tall stories...
Ok, so conference really is for SAS (stats software I use...I am the SAS queen, lick my toes..I mean, kiss my feet!) I didn't really say that. It was my belly Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1063256102316929092003-09-10T21:55:00.000-07:002003-09-10T21:56:47.330-07:00So like I am so not into the check-everyday-and-update thing. I think the boy (John) wrote that thing aboot me being at the wedding so I would at least say something. He could've done more cuz we pretty much talk alike. Sniffle...POOP...Sell me!!!...etc
So I'm trying to type this crazy bulletin insert thing for my mom. Then Robert (the cat) (real name Ivy, girl) (cutest thing in world) (loveAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1057973060260055672003-07-11T18:24:00.000-07:002003-07-11T18:24:20.250-07:00I have to play for a wedding tomorrow...Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1055824733865179832003-06-16T21:38:00.000-07:002003-06-16T21:38:53.866-07:00So like it's sweaty.... John (brotherkins) wants me to log some blog so OK then... Yeah, I thought being an activist for safe driving would be a way to reach out to peeps and maybe saved some lives, but maybe this blog thang is more for ranty like this stuff I'm doing. John's hands smell like basil cuz he just made Lemon Basil Pasta Salad. Ask him for the recipe. Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472081.post-1055387803341786912003-06-11T20:16:00.000-07:002003-06-11T20:27:36.143-07:00Hi World!!!
Did you know motor vehicle traffic crashes are the leading cause of death for people age 1-34? Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601982925856163390noreply@blogger.com