Hello, my name is Jenn.
And I’m an insomniac.
It’s not that bad; I know people have it much worse. [In fact, I’VE had it much worse, than this.]
But that’s not what I’m thinking about when I’m snarling at those numbers on the alarm clock and they’re glaring back at me, smug and defiant [...]
I was going to start this, my first entry in nearly two weeks, with some grandiose statement about the state of my life. “Jesus, Jenny,” I immediately thought, boring a divot into my backspace key. “You’re so dramatic. Way to have a Sarah Bernhardt moment.”
[This is, no doubt, a direct reflection of things my parents [...]
A few months ago, I was listening to a radio morning DJ describe a police chase in a morning news bulletin. He described how the chase went on for a good twenty minutes, the perpetrator careening around curves at ridiculous speeds. Coming to some sort of road block, the man halted the vehicle and began [...]
If I could sum up the dichotomy that is life at age 24, it would be this weekend…
Saturday: Leave Indianapolis at 7:30am to drive to Bloomington. Start drinking at 9am at the Homecoming tailgate. Half a fifth later I am watching crimson-clad frat boys hurdle through the field in a save-a-lot shopping cart.
Sunday: Wake up at 8:30am. Do [...]
I’m still waiting on the whole, floodgates-of-opportunity-bursting-open thing to happen. I don’t mean that to be as passive as it sounds. I’ve been working my hoo-hah off trying to get a job, and I only have about thirty days before I throw my hands up and contact a temp agency (which might be just as [...]
I feel like I’m stumbling around knowing that sometime mid-summer there’s going to be a big Do-Over Button and I’ll have this great new job - nay, a CAREER — a new apartment. A dog!
Want! to! push! the! button!
…We’re moving to Indianapolis. I needed a scope, a scene. Also, when your boyfriend intends to continue living with you, he [...]
I can’t sleep.
Lately, it seems all the planets have to be aligned in order for me to fall and stay asleep. We moved both our beds into the larger of our apartment’s two rooms because Damon’s late-night gaming escapades kept me up at night. The light, the clicking, the sound through the headphones…it [...]
…Lindsay Lohan covers Stevie Nicks’ Edge of Seventeen on her most recent album. I wish I could have known this earlier so as to have a much timelier laugh at it.
…My wisdom teeth are wreaking havok in my mouth. Getting smarter hurts! I have an appointment with my Lithuanian dentist tomorrow, and I fear that she will [...]
One of my friends is moving cross-country.
One of my friends got engaged.
One of my friends got divorced.
One of my friends turned 21.
Me?
I’m just blowing on my party favor,
sangria in hand,
wondering what the fuck will become of my life.
Happy New Year.
P.S. Damon’s “Ta-Da” pose is priceless in this picture.
Sometimes, I mentally play matchmaker with Old Friends (from 1983-2005) and New Friends (from 2005-Present). I was looking at my Old Friend Amber’s myspace page and discovered that her song was Ingrid Michaelson, who (if I remember correctly, as I was quite buzzed and was sure I’d forget) was the same random indie artist my New Friend Toby recommended [...]
And thus, here I am, back from my blogging sabbatical. (although “sabbatical” implies that my work here is “important” or “paid for,” which! it is clearly not.)
I think what happened is this:
What happened is this:
I kind of…freaked out, quietly, over the holidays.
I went home to Grand Rapids for a few days at Christmas. It was [...]
I promised to write every day of December and I already failed on December 2nd.
Nice job, N00B.
A pitcher of margaritas has a way of inciting free-flowing thought, so here’s some random things…
I keep having dreams about this possible impending job offer (which is no surprise, as it is all I can think about). Last night, [...]
Reasons Why I Haven’t Called You
1.) I forgot to call you on your birthday and now I’m too embarrassed to call you because Happy Belated Birthday? a month later? is just ridiculous.
2.) It’s been so. damn. long. and now I’m afraid if I call you it’s going to be weird, even though you are probably [...]
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 [...]