It is late. I am up.
I can’t sleep. This sucks.
I just cleaned the bathroom. It is very clean. I am now debating whether or not to dust the shelves. But what I really want to do is vacuum, but I don’t think my downstairs neighbors would appreciate that. On the other hand, he is like 100 years old and can’t hear for shit. But still, I should be a good neighbor and all that crap.
You know every time it rains, my apartment smells funny. Funny, not as in ha-ha, but more like funny as in my apartment grew a poopchute and something crawled up in it and died while wearing gym socks filled with chum. I don’t know what it is. It’s dank and kind of icky. I don’t get a lot of circulation either. You know, what? I live in a real dump. One day I will get the cash monies to live in something suitable for a real grown-up. There are a few ways I can get the cash monies.
1. Rob a bank which has many cash monies.
2. Mug a person who has many cash monies.
3. Make my own cash monies.
4. Ask people with cash monies to give me their cash monies just because I am a nice person who doesn’t vacuum in the middle of the night to wake up her ancient deaf neighbor.
5. Not be a writer.
I guess those options kind of seem impossible.
Alright, I should go lay in bed and look at the ceiling and watch out for the crawling eyebrows because they tend to come out after it rains.
Hey, at least you don’t live with your parents.
Solution to your insomnia: drink camomile tea or horlicks :-)…or just lay in bed, close your eyes - like how your parents would have asked you to do when you were a kid.
Solution to money: Move to UAE and be a writer/editor at a local magazine/newspaper. *ke-ching* (that’s supposed to be the sound of the cash register
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You know what? I love coming home from a night of drinking and seeing that you have posted something! Sorry about the cash monies, or lack there of, maybe I will write you a song like we are the world, but for you, instead of the children. It would be like: “There’s a choice we’re makin’, we’re savin’ Annie Choi, it’s true we make a brighter day, just you and me…” Kinda scary I remembered that off the top of my head while buzzed!!
Hi, Annie,
I’ve just sent you an email. The subject is “From your fan”~I’m afraid you might think it’s spam or your stalker~
So don’t ease it and open it~! ^^^~~~
Hey kids! lets all put on a show and raise the monies for this girl so she can have a decent place to live.
I hate insomnia. I will e-mail you one of my “sciencey” papers. Most folks are usually asleep within a few paragraphs after they start reading it… It works at 1 AM or 1 PM, it doesn’t matter.
oh gosh …everyone is imprightening here.
…so, when’s the charity concert? is it gonna be in abu dhabi?
When I win the lottery, I will buy you the fliest NYC apartment ever, you will just have to quit your job and make me laugh at least once a day. Preferably by making fun of my architect-friends.
warm soy milk is your friend. either that or go out for a walk in the neighborhood @ nite…
^ & get mugged!
Even if you had more cash money you would just waste in on meth, crack, whores and macrobiotic vegan food stuffs, thus you would still not be able to sleep.
I don’t see the relation between not being able to sleep and having no money. Both things suck, but they are different.
And if you cannot vacuum at 1 am, what kind of country is that. At least you could do a party, oh no wait, your apartment is only 187 sft. and you haven’t install your burrito station.
You should just rob a bank for cash money. It takes like 5 seconds to do. I should know.
okay…i’m kidding.
but you really should get the hell of that dump before there’s a crawling eyebrow invasion. Ugh…the thought of that makes me sick. Save yourself, Annie!
Do NOT rob a bank. Do NOT rob anything. Watch the movie Before the Devil Knows You’re Dead if you haven’t already. It will teach you why you should not rob places and plus it stars Philip Seymour Hoffman, who I think you saw at Columbia one day and who I think smiled at you. Also, Marisa Tomei’s boobs are kind of all over this movie.
I love you Annie! You are the greatest!
If you have a nicer place to live and more money then the terrorists win.
where’s annie?
She must be on myspace, I hear she uses that page ALL the time…
Doretta: True, very true. For this I am very lucky.
Fly: Writing and editing for a UAE paper doesn’t sound that bad. But it’s hot there right? I’m very fragile with the elements.
Ramon: You are totally trashed and will be embarrassed for making that comment in the first place. Well done.
Swan: Did I write you back? I don’t see your email in my inbox so either I did write you back or i didnt’ get it. I suck at email. I apologize for this. My inbox is really uh cluttered. You’d die if you saw it.
Debora: Thanks! We should have a bake sale.
Dr.JimBob: Word to that. I would probably find it interesting though. At that hour I find most things interesting to pass the time.
Fly: That woudl be the first sto since Abu Dhabi has a lot of cash monies to give to someone like me.
Rach: If there were cash monies in making fun of architects I’d be totes loaded right now.
Ian: My neighborhood has had 2 sexual assaults in the last three months. Which is strange because it’s a very nice neighborhood.
Karim: You are right, except for the crack part. Crack is for poor people. I learned that from Whitney Houston.
Pedro: No you’re right, there;s no real relation between the two. But if I could afford an apartment that didn’t smell like swampy feet, maybe I’d sleep better?
Maddie: The eyebrows have arrived. They look kind of like Spock’s eyebrows. ew.
RT: I HATED that movie. I was like are you serious? Lumet! Damn you! I saw it at the movie theater and wanted to die. Marisa Tomei has a lovely rack though.
Raymond: I love you too!
Fly: I’m here! I’m here! You are like the Annietown police officer.
Ramon: Oh COME ON. I’m here! Can’t a girl take like three days without blogging? I mean really. I’m not a machine!
Of course you love Raymond. If you owned a tv, you would know that Everybody Loves Raymond.
yes, it’s hot but the air-conditioning here is freezing. there’s like no in between temperature. you either turn it on and it’s like 15degC or turn it off!
Steve: It’s true, you’re right. I’ve heard of this show. I believe he sounds like he has an egg stuck in his throat. Like a whole egg.
Fly: But I mean they can’t air condition the Sun…canthey?
ermmm…maybe not..but they do make it rain here once in a while with that cloud thingy - can’t remember the scientific/environmental terminology…AND they are gonna build this air conditioned golf driving range…AND they already have that indoor ski slope..