tonight, the lovely leanna graciously offered me a ride to my humble abode. we stopped at spur on the way home for some well-deserved cigarettes and comfort food. (it was a slightly stressful night.) while she gazed hungrily at the hash brown potato things deep frying behind the sneeze guard, i grabbed a peanut butter twix and headed for the soda. coke with lime, i thought to myself. coke with lime. of course they were out of my desired drink.... but hark! they had it in diet. i grabbed the bottle in a sort of miss america runner-up kind of way and paid for my prizes. as we crossed the bridge, i twisted off the cap, ready to down the sweet nectar that i'd been thinking about for ten whole minutes.

to my dismay, the wonderful taste i was expecting did not show up. instead, it sent its snotty little brother who kicks you in the shins. i was quite distraught... so much so that i came home and bitched about it to renee over instant messenger.

i went through a diet coke phase when i first came to college, mainly because i had been living with my cousin and he was hooked on it. it became a natural reaction to drink the stuff even though i didn't like it as much as i should have, considering i was buying it a lot. it took me about two weeks after i moved into my dorm to realize that i was drinking shitty pop and promptly turned from my ways.

to steal a line from renee, it's almost as if it's coke-flavored, not coke itself. add the artificial lime flavoring on top of it? god. it's awful. steer clear of diet coke (with lime).

unless, of course, you're into that sort of thing... in which case, anniemosity does not discriminate. you are still welcome here.


have you ever tried to find a song with your name in it and been sorely disappointed? i always have. if, indeed, my name was in a song, it was always "ann" or "annie" (neither of which is the correct version of my name). well, my boy john frusciante came through for me. i'd like to share this song with you, not only because it's got the correct spelling and pronunciation of my name, but because it's an excellent excellent song that i'm finding quite addictive these days. perhaps i'm a little narcissistic. i've never claimed otherwise.

i'm hosting this one myself. right-click, save as.

"anne" by john frusciante (curtains).

thanks, john.
also, thanks for not dying during the post-bloodsugarsexmagick era.