Okay, June Carter was gone and Annette didn't even like country so yeah, yay! And Michael, who had been Rath this last weekend, apologized for accosting her like he did. It was no big deal - Fandom weirdness and all that. It was cool with Annette and she hoped she put any worries he had at ease.

Then her conversation with Dick today went well after ( Read more... )

After handwavily talking to Dick about this evening, Annette decided to clean up her room and make everything look festive for when he came over. The tree lights were on and there was Christmas music playing softly on her cd player. She also had hot cocoa made and little snackies were set out in case they felt like eating anything.

She showered and ( Read more... )

Annette woke up feeling horrible. She'd gotten up and headed straight for the showers where she took a long, hot one, trying to wash last night from her eyes. She didn't want to think about her conversation with A.J. anymore. It was too hurtful. She had tried and failed miserably with him so now she was just lost as to what to do to make it right. ( Read more... )

So, there had been slight flaily action between herself and Dick; minor choking of pretzels, but all in all, her conversation with him went very well. At least she thought so. Who can blame someone for what happens in their future? Uh?

Fandom weirdness struck again and put A.J. in her bed this morning. She totally wasn't to blame for that. Neither ( Read more... )

Funny how drinking champagne made her feel almost chipper the next morning. She opened the drapes to let in the early morning sunshine and sat at the little table, drinking a glass of orange juice and looking over the local paper. "Dick? Hey Dick. Get up honey." She started humming. "These robes feel so good. Hey, Dick, get up honey. Got you some ( Read more... )

  After visiting a  few places in town, Annette wanted to stop back by her room to refresh herself before she went out again and possibly meet up with Dick... but uh, her door was mysteriously open already and she entered slowly, this time without her taser even though yesterday was so not her fault omigod.

"Oh no way. No freaking way."

Roses. Again. ( Read more... )

"Fine, whatever," Annette said to Angel who was sprawled on her bed.  "I don't have to have everyone like me do I? I am sick to death of being emo. I don't do emo!" Annette did emo real well. "Geeze, I was trying to be nice. Or I would have did I not get that look from her. What is wrong with people around here?" She was flinging her jammies on her ( Read more... )

Okay, so Annette had been a tad bit grumpy today when she talked to Dick. So? She totally knew he was being sarcastic to her and trying to hide that fact behind quickly made up excuses. He seemed to do that to her a lot. So not nice.

And... she was starting to feel like he just wasn't serious about her anymore. Maybe it was just in her head, or ( Read more... )

Annette had an appointment with Dr. Troy tomorrow afteroon. She hadn't told Dick yet and she was wondering if she should. He had to of heard on the radio that she visited the clinic but why she was there was never discussed on the air. She was incredibly thankful for that. But... if she didn't tell Dick about tomorrow and she planned to have ( Read more... )

Annette had an interesting day at the post office. Her conversation with  Beauty, while deep, had been very good, and she knew that they planned on continuing their conversation about certain...things, at a later time. Their conversation also made her understand that she had to cancel her plans with A.J. Yes, yes... it was all professional, really ( Read more... )