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It has been for a while, but... [31 May 2008|06:53pm]
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Add me and comment me and chances are I'll add you. ♥

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[10 Mar 2008|09:31pm]
Although I have kept up in deed, I find I am too forgetful/too lazy/too ? to write it all. How do you regulars do it?! I feel I may have to, shamefully, back down.
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Focaccia [03 Mar 2008|10:35am]
I baked several small loaves of focaccia and gave one to a woman who munched happily and daintily.
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Student Discount [02 Mar 2008|12:29am]
Surreptitiously I suggested too quickly to refuse that I switch prices with a full-paying adult in front of me. A difference of $14 and $16 I think, but hey--that's like 20% off! I left the museum goer confused I think, but happy.
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Italian [01 Mar 2008|12:33am]
Invited outside and then to a party, early in the morning I disseminated many of my faggy fags, the cute little Club MS slims from Italia. The novelty amused the multitude, causing girls to giggle and guys to make the "Hee, I'm kinda feminine in my glorious masculine youth!" face. I love it.
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[28 Feb 2008|08:34pm]
epigone
epicene
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Apology [23 Feb 2008|02:12am]
Forgive me any friends and readers,

I have not upkept my goal of a gift per day. I hope to restart in full in March. I have fallen bedbound-ill and circumstances have arisen around me very fully. Currently I concentrate on my lungs and heart not imploding and trying to be able to inhale a full breath. Forgive me.

I love you,

Anissa +
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Ring [17 Feb 2008|01:30pm]
A little girl stood admiring my heart seashell ring from Atlantic City long enough and intently enough that during one of the times that she held my hand admiring the ornament, I took it off my little finger and placed it on her thin thumb. Unlike an adult, she did not question the gift, looked up in gratitude, and whispered, "Papa!", pointing first to her ring and then to me. I looked away.
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Rides [15 Feb 2008|10:50pm]
I end up giving many rides in my car. To and from coffee, contests, and homes do I seat the multitudes, including those whom I have not met. Hmmmm.
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Une lettre [14 Feb 2008|07:48pm]
I expressed my thoughts to another today in writing; I have as yet heard nothing back. I parked on the street proper at an early hour. My heart beating, I grabbed the masking tape and the envelope and walked with uncharacteristic calmness towards his door down the gravel alley. I vaguely felt the pebbles beneath my feet. I saw two cars and knew at least one must belong to him, so I hastily taped the 9-layered matroyshka note to his door and ran away like she who planted a bomb. Exhilarated and my heart pumping painfully and acutely, I ran back to my car and drove off like a jewel thief.

I cannot keep up with my project very well, for which I apologize-- I shall improve.
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Rose Rock [10 Feb 2008|04:30pm]
At work, a wide-eyed little girl stood staring transfixed by many things, but I couldn't give her the bookstore's bird or the tall ceiling. "Hi," I said. "I like your Raggedy Ann." She looked up and said, "Thank you," in awe. "I had one when I was about your age." "Oh," she said. "I did too," said her mother. "And Andy. I used to carry them both around just like her." The girl clutched at her doll, evidently proud to be compared to such mature women. "Hey," I said, "Do you like these?" I pointed to the rose rocks she was staring at atop the register. I had brought them in in the first place, and had more, so I said secretly, "Do you want one? They're called rose rocks, and they're formed by water and wind wearing it away into roses. Aren't they pretty?" She nodded. "Really?" "Yes," I said. "This is for you. Keep it safe." She looked at it spellbound and attentive as ever, placed in Raggedy Ann's pocket at her mother's suggestion. "Thank you," said both the girl and her mother, and she took her wide eyes outside to learn and explore more.

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Slim [08 Feb 2008|11:17pm]
To someone who hadn't in a while, I offered a smoke. We sat outside a cafe with friends, and several comments were made to the effect of how Parisian I looked.
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10¢ [06 Feb 2008|09:41pm]
A large crowd of obnoxious football players decided to get in front of me in line today, and I burnt a bit watching their coarse movement and hearing their loud noise. One of the louder but shorter players kept shouting to his ignoring friends that he needed 10¢. Begrudgingly I held out a dime until he saw it, whereupon I held it happily. He only made eye contact for a second, said thanks more quickly than I thought possible, and made sure not to be seen too much. But I know it was felt, if just for a moment.
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Drink [05 Feb 2008|09:39pm]
Hearing someone complain of thirst, I giggled, placed down a dollar, and feeling very gangsta, quoted, "Imma buy you a drank." It must have sounded quite funny from such a white girl!
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Name Day [04 Feb 2008|09:35pm]
An odd gift, I helped give a feast day. Actually yesterday, when filling out information sheets, my mother had left her name day blank. I pointed out she had the middle name Mary, and Magdalena and I discussed the necessity not only of giving her one, but which one. "Now the problem with Mary, is, not finding you a day, but choosing which one," Magdalena thought out loud. "Now, there's which Mary, and if it's the Virgin Mary, there are still so many..." My mother stood looking a bit embarrassed by all our attention and fussing, but happily. "There's the Annunciation," said Magdalena. "Yes, perfect!" I answered for her. "You love the Annunciation. Do you think you'd like that?" "Yes, artistically, and the meaning..." "Great!" Perhaps we were pushy, but Dolores Mary was pleased and it's not every day you get to give a day.
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Bracelet [03 Feb 2008|02:27pm]
My grandmother had given me a silver beaded bracelet with a little "prayer box" on the end of it which I had seldom worn. I wore it today and knew it was no longer mine. Thus I gave it to Karen to give to her granddaughter, who is going through some tough times right now. I hope that she can use it more than me.
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Belgian Horseshoes [02 Feb 2008|02:25pm]
I bought an almond-marzipan pastry shaped like a horseshoe for someone whom I know liked them. I even took the liberty of buying another and eating the chocolate part off hers, replacing it with the plain part of another!

It's okay, though, she doesn't like the chocolate. ;)
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Admonition [01 Feb 2008|11:49pm]
Today I drove home a girl with over-cautious parents. She explained abashedly that she was not to be driven home by a guy alone, so I accepted her shy entreaty. I had known this girl in elementary school and remember when she would stop me outside the restrooms to ask me what being a 4th-grader was like, and again in middle school, and now again, when irony has made asking questions impermissible, I have offered a word. I can tell her fragility and a friend of mine with--a questionable moral compass--has set his sights on her lovely self. I said a word to her about it with terrible self-awareness of the unacceptability of sincerity and the instincts of protection. All as 'tis willed, but I gave her my profession of care.

I hoped it would fit in keeping with the "favor/skill." Vain me.
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Nargile [31 Jan 2008|11:57pm]
Sharing a hookah and cuddles with friends, I wonder if I broke the rules by receiving in turn.
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Birthday of a Stranger [30 Jan 2008|06:30pm]
I heard talk about getting a Home Depot gift card for a man whom I had met once a long time ago, a stranger in effect. I surreptitiously listened for the amount planned, and slipped it in the giver's wallet after the purchase. They will never even know.
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