From the Archives!
This one is from February 9, 2005. Enjoy!
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My words rained over you, stroking you
A long time I have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your body.
I go so far as to think that you own the universe.
I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells,
dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.
I want
to do [...]
There’s Your Karma.
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Tag Archives: dating
What Spring Does with the Cherry Trees
Surrender Jennifer
At around 2am on a Friday night, I was standing outside Dorman Street, drunkenly whining into my phone. On the other end? Matt Wilson, Brooklyn. My best friend since high school.
“I need you to do me a big favor. I need you to tell me that boys are stupid. And that I’m pretty.”
“We’re idiots, all of [...]
Tore My Heart is RIGHT.
Let’s face it - love sucks, a lot of the time.
It also inspires some gorgeous artistic tributes, like one of my favorites - Veronese’s Scorn.
Lately I’ve been playing with the idea that love is only romantic when it’s unrequited.
It’s all very tragic and stupid.
AHEM.
THAT SAID? Go watch this awesome piece on last night’s So You [...]
The Saddle.
It’s come to my attention that I might be annoying.
As a single woman.
No one has said anything, per se. There was no intervention, no somber gathering of friends to break it to me gently — You need to calm down a second, kid. And possibly just get yourself laid. I’d talk excessively about the tumbleweeds [...]
Love. Capital Letters. And Flibbertygibbets.
Now that three months have passed since THIS happened, people have been more comfortable asking me how I feel about dating, love, and the like. Here’s the thing. This? This time right now? This is my favorite part. After a handful of broken hearts and a fistful of failed relationships, I’ve come to know that [...]
For a Very Strange Flower
Speaking of Karma, I feel the need to cleanse mine after blogging about the Date of Doom. Sometimes an entry hangs over me, like I throw the words out into the world, and the mean ones kind of stick, suspended. And the only way for me to move through them is to say something nice.
Still, [...]
Church of the Latter Day Blog
I heard a “shave-and-a-haircut” knocking at my door and sprang up to answer it, thinking it was the mailman with certified mail from Chicago! (aka, The Job Offer That Will Never Come!)
Instead, I found two Mormons.
In case you are playing the home game of Jenn’s Spirituality, let me remind you of a few [...]
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HEY! Have you ever been asked out by two random, creepy Best Buy regulars in two days? I have.
Guy 1: “I get rejected all the time. I DON’T DEAL WITH REJECTION WELL.”
Guy 2: “What’s your favorite pizza? Pepperoni and mushroom? How ironic, my favorite too.”
(”That’s NOT IRONY, that’s COINCIDENCE,” I shouted, as I punched. him. [...]
R.A.N.D.O.M.S.
Hormones. In the past five minutes, I’ve consumed two polish dill spears and a few spoonfuls of Chubby Hubby. I’m not feeling particularly PMSish; it just sounded good to me. I can’t imagine what I’m going to eat when I’m pregnant. Probably dirt.
I wanted to give myself a pedicure tonight. I used to have this [...]
And when I get over him, I will dance around my room to “Blister in the Sun” by the Violent Femmes.
I have an infatuation situation that I can only describe as a Jordan-Catalano-like crush.
If you are a twenty-something female who watched My So-Called Life in the nineties, then you know that I got it bad. ["And that ain't good," says Ella Fitzgerald.]
I came to this conclusion today when I looked at said boy and thought, “God, [...]
Dvorak and Chicken Noodle Soup.
PICKY. An adjective meaning choosy or fussy, especially excessively so. Difficult to please.
I guess there are worse things to be. It’s just that I’m 22 and I don’t want to waste anybody’s time. This isn’t to mean that I’m one of those girls who, at the onset of puberty, complains, “My Biological Clock is A-Tickin’!“ I never [...]
Officially…hit…the 4 am wall.
Uggggggggg! (a la Charlie Brown)
Thus, I write to stay awake, and you will read it and comment gleefully.
Random Updates on Various Aspects of My Life:
Work: As of today, I work full-time in the media department at Best Buy. I still work at WTTS. Yes, this does mean I will be a workaholic, working upwards to 50 [...]
Great Expectations. Or: How to Get Drunk Alone.
I’d like to say, before I begin:
THANK YOU, GREG BOSSE, FOR THE PETE TOWNSHEND TRACK! You’re the best!
Seriously.
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If there’s an art to drinking alone, I’m the equivalent of a five-year-old with her fingers dipped in paint.
At approximately 7:30 pm this evening, I was waiting at the bar in Yogi’s for a friend that didn’t exist. [...]
Underneath the velvet skies, love is all that matters
“So…I hate to pry, but…” (don’t say it don’t say it don’t say it) “do you have a boyfriend?”
He asked this as his rickety low-rider crept up the hill to the empty church parking lot so he could “turn his car around.” I panicked. If worse came to worse — and by “worse” [...]
