Monthly Archives: June 2006

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I am so sorry, Ancient Dell Laptop.  I forgot about you and your ability to access random, unsecured wireless access points.  Sure, you do not have a dual-core processor, but you can access LiveJournal, and that, my dear Laptop, is GOLDEN.
I am sitting in my apartment, drowning my eyes in lens solution because I can’t [...]

the night’s bustin open, these two lanes’ll take us anywhere

Remember when I obsessed about this all last summer? Enjoy..

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Application and cover letter to Kinsey, check and check.
It went a-little sumthin’ like, like, a-like this:
Dear K.I.,
I need a job. I gots da qualifikashunz.
And I like sex.
Love,
Jenn XOXOXO
More than anything it would be fun to come home at Christmas time to say to my entire family, “Yeah, I live with my boyfriend — in sin! – and [...]

Kinsey.

In case you’re playing the home game, here’s the next employer to be the victim of my job-search harassment:
THE KINSEY INSTITUTE
It’s an administrative assistant position, which I’ve done before — the only difference is, instead of typing up invoices for contractors, I will be signing up participants for research experiments in which sensors will be [...]

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I don’t have cable.  Or internet.  And sometimes? I just can’t play The Sims 2 without turning my current Sim into a total SimSlut.
In the meantime, I’ve been catching up on some DVDs that I have not been able to spend time with as of yet.  Like, would you like to know anything about the history of the broadway musical?  Because [...]

Absolut Feisty.

SIDE STORY FROM EDDIE’S PARTY
or
WHY HASN’T DAMON THREATENED TO BREAK UP WITH ME YET?
…Pray tell, have you ever tried Absolut’s new flavored vodka: GRAPEFRUIT?! Mixed with RUBY RED Grapefruit JUICE?!?

I HAVE!
And will you notice my couch-companion, Mr.Damon? Sleeping?  Yeah.
Not even passed-out drunk, either.  Just sleeping.  There are drunk people everywhere, and a fucking BAND playing ten feet [...]

Eddie

is leeeeeaving.  I am sad.
But his Going-Away Party? FABULOUS.

(ALL PICTURES FROM MELANIE/ OR MADONNA)
The Future: Unplugged (Jordan and Adam)

The Boys of Nakid Sunday (Toby, Kevin, and Chad/)

Me, Melanie, and Madonna

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In Case You MIssed It:
Actress Brittany Murphy will be the Walt Disney Co.’s first-ever voice for Tinker Bell, giving the gift of speech to the precocious winged creature who until now communicated via facial expressions and jingling.
“She’s such a strong, vibrant, feisty personality, an incredible role model for young women,” said Murphy. “She’s been jingling [...]

Who still loves Bob Dylan?! I DO!

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I finished Season One of Lost tonight.  Holy Hatch, Batman.
And, don’t tell Damon? But I took a nap before coming into the station tonight and had yet ANOTHER dream in which I have sex with THIS GUY:

Gross.
[P.S. Don't discuss the whole "Jacks" vs. "Sawyers" of the world with your boyfriend, because you will have to explain [...]

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Things are…better. Bills can be paid and groceries can be bought.  I’m-a gunna be okay.
FUN TIMES were had in the Nappy Nappolis last Thursday night.
Damon and I headed up to see The Future at Birdy’s, and then we headed out with a group of his friends for birthday celebrations in Broadripple.  Many pictures were taken, [...]

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Oh nos!
I jumped on the LOST bandwagon.
As of this post, I am just over halfway through Season One.

BALLS DEEP in LOST! So much so that  and I actually had a conversation like:
Me: I hate Kate, IF THAT IS EVEN HER NAME!!  I don’t know why. There’s just something about her that I don’t like.
Eddie: Why, because she’s [...]

My Druthers

JOB SEARCH of OUGHT-SIX
Jenn vs. all twenty-something telecom/business graduates
Today I:
– Made good on my cover letter to Sunrise Greetings and called to confirm my resume submittal.  People tell me this is an important job in the whole process, and I was kind of thrilled for even this slight hint of aggressiveness (which ultimately comes out [...]

Pouting and Shepherd’s Pie

Me and Julie ( iujulie) at our Manager Laura’s Product Process party.  I drank marvelous sippers and stole an entire shepherd’s pie from her house.  (Okay, she totally offered that we take a pie off her hands and I jumped into action, knowing that it could feed me for a couple days…although maybe if I left [...]

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…and BILLY PRESTON DIED?
Argh! What’s next?!?!