If you ever want to see me domestic, you have to catch me right as I’m moving apartments.It’s the only time I get really excited about towel colors and wall decor. I must have gone on endlessly to Damon this evening about the furniture set up in our living room — his response is one [...]
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Monthly Archives: August 2006
Sing out this song and I’ll be there by your side…
Note: All these pictures are courtesy of one Miss , so I didn’t take a single one of these. I also used a pirated version of Photoshop on Damon’s PC. Also? They are in no particular order, so my drunkenness does not progress photographically. The only honest thing about these pictures: the LOVE, people. THE LOVE.
Here’s picture [...]
Reason #39413 Why Living with a Crazy Boyfriend is Fun
You are nearly late for work because you were too busy doing impressions of Bruce Springsteen’s “Boss Face” from the We Are the World video.
“I have to watch that now!” I squealed. “It must be on YouTube!”
[Which I say, every other hour now, and then I finally get to YouTube and I'm like, shit..what did [...]
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I went to the Y today. I think I will continue to go, because despite my own disgust at my current Rubenesque figure, I am still the youngest and hottest person there.
I never gained the freshman fifteen — in fact, I actually lost weight my freshman year. See, I had a single dorm room, no friends yet, and a boyfriend 360 miles away. [...]
Just look at them at sigh, and know they love you…
Crazy David Crosby says:
“Who’s going to the Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young concert on September 2nd? Jenn is, and she would like some marijuana free lovin’ company.”
Damon got me tickets to CSNY for my birthday! Let me know if you are going!
It’s Fun to Come Home
Things My Dad is Apparently Obsessed with, Now:
– Michael Buble
– Dancing with the Stars
– So You Think You Can Dance
Also, when I went up into “My room,” which is really just the ”Zen Room,” (which my mom uses to express her New Age urges), my mother brought out these Chinese bells that you clang together [...]
It’s uh, nice day for uh..white wed– er, traffic jam.
I went home to Grand Rapids this weekend. I could tell you where this is, but it’s just easier if I point to a specified location on my right palm. [Hardy har, laugh at the Michigander.]
We (Me, Matt, Stadt, Nicole, and Nick) embarked on our eastward journey, in 3498524357 cars, because we are that efficient. [...]
It’s Alright Ma [I'm Only Jealous]
I’m coming home this weekend, and I couldn’t be more excited about it. The main drive for my northbound travel is my friend Katey’s wedding. For a while there, I hadn’t received an invitation and assumed I had gotten cut from the guest list. Plan B was to come up the weekend earlier (also known as last [...]
Men are from…a totally different galaxy altogether.
Things I Miss about Living with Female Roommates…
1.) [Cliche alert!] The Toilet Seat Issue. I think men think we don’t want to be troubled to put the seat down, and that’s really not the case. It’s that element of surprise that gets us, which is immediately followed by resentment. Listen, I like surprises, but falling into the toilet is not [...]
While watching the Pussy Cat Dolls Video…
I think the Pussy Cat Dolls video for “Buttons” is more sexually arousing than anything I’ve seen in a real-life stripclub.Maybe because I’ve only been to one real-life stripclub, and it was in southern Indiana and half the girls were pregnant and had names like ”Bootsy.”
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I thought I had a morbid fascination with death.
But the more I think about it,
I think I have a fascination with the lives, of complete strangers,
who have died.
I have spent the last half hour reading the LJ Remembers Community, and it is SO creepy/interesting.
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I finished watching Season 2 of Lost. Thus, my life has no purpose until October. Until then, I will be a dork and surf lostpedia at hommedeterre’s suggestion and have ridiculous conversations like:
Jenn: “If we were on this island and I gave you permission to have sex with one of the women, who would you [...]
does he come in very often?
There is a customer at Best Buy whom I call “The Farting Racist.”
Here is his story.
Ricky is assisting an older gentleman (he was 50, but 50 is like, ancient in a college town, like my God, how are you still STANDING), and they are discussing an album by Fort Minor. I strut over to give my [...]