but since i just watched the day after tomorrow for the 12th time and am about to put in donnie darko…well, i realized that i had never announced my current secret boyfriend and a wonderful way to start off the new year… so, ladies and hector, please prepare yourselves for…
JENNIE’S SECRET BOYFRIEND FOR MONDAY, JANUARY 30th 2006!
damn…
sometimes i can listen to a song for what must be the 2399th time and its just like, wow. fuck. that is one bitch ass song.
do you have a song that you can listen to just over and over, total repeat and just Never get sick of it? I’m not talking about the whole oh I am so sad and depressed let me listen to everybody hurts while crying on my bed. I am talking about that one song that just reaches in and grabs hold of your heart, your soul and just holds on so tightly that you can’t even imagine letting it go, turning it off, as to do so would mean to tear out your entire being. you just sit and listen and hear each note and feel each drum beat in your toes.
i dig those songs.
this song playing now is not one of them. and somehow, i am offended by it. i like the song, but to have it come on, after hearing a song so almost like one above, its painful.
can you tell that i am chillin? yeah… i am the biggest dork i know. yup, bigger even then her! him too!!
yo hector!! shout out to my lil hommie round da way
i wish i knew how to do the upside down characters…question marks etc…i used to, for spanish online but alas, it has been blocked into that corner of my mind with the other things that i prefer to no longer think about. that corner is getting very…congested.
when i type these things on my computer at home they dont format or let me change font…so i write them and then fix them at that other computer…because i am just that concerned with making sure they are pretty looking.
pretty.
linus and lucy jam. yuup.
***jam break***
fuck man, i love good music. it’s one of those nights…lights off, city in hiding, music flowing…
random sentences that pop into my head:
to sleep perchance to dream. one eyed, one horned, giant purple people eater…is that how it goes? i don’t know and i don’t want to write the wrong thing…sleep just to dream her….close my eyes just to see her….just wondering if you’d come along… change it up. hehe mighty ducks. make it happen. ha!
bill told me about some sign he saw that said, “sing, dance, floss, travel”
i could write on this forever, making no sense, just babbling, ejecting each though through my fingertips as it passes through my mushy brain. you know how iceberg lettuce breaks down as it rots, like gets all mushy and if it is in a bag is just is all mushy down at the bottom of the bag. what if my brain looks like that in my head? i just imagine it rotting and sinking down into the base of my head. each time i sneeze, i don’t sneeze snot but the mucus that is my rotting brain. i need to put my brain in the refrigerator so it will last longer. in a tupperware container in the refrigerator. in a ziplock bag, in a tupperware container, in the refrigerator.
yeah.
just when i thought it was safe to make plans for a nice long weekend away my gas tank had to go and leak.
i wasn’t going to fix it as it wasn’t dangerous in terms of bursting into flames.
unfortunately the fumes would only get worse and i prefer to kill my brain cells in other ways.
ah well.
my posts have sucked lately. i blame it on the week. according to scientific research this week is the worst week ever.
ever.
and i am inclined to believe them.
today is one of Those days.
you know, the ones where everyone is just angry. everything just goes wrong. and the caf lies about having mint chip ice cream.
one of those days.
my car is leaking gas. so is my butt.
is that gross? good thing no one besides hector reads this.
oh hey, shout out to hector! yo hector! como estas?
i wish it was february 17th.
thank you.
so i am officially applying to grad school.
eep.
seriously, me, grad school. dude, i am from east redwood. my peeps are all either coked up, locked up or knocked up.
and i am going to grad school.
kind of cool man, kind of cool.
J for Jennie!
I drove to and from work in snow and slush and I didn’t DIE!!!
Yaaaaay
No this is not going to be about Cheez Balls.
I promise.
This is about the cheese factor. In particular, Ty formerly of Trading Spaces and currently seen on Extreme Makeover, Home Edition. The man is, unarguably, hot. But damn if he isn’t just the Biggest Dork Ever!
Have you ever watched that show? I love it, mostly just seeing the actual construction etc etc. The sappy parts skeeve me out. And I swear Ty makes me so grateful that I can now just DVR the show and fast forward through his cheezy speeches, his oh wow isn’t this so sad dude thing. Perhaps he is sincere, though the pessimist in me refuses to acknowledge that possibility, but even if he is, could he be less….patronizing? It’s like, wow you have been through this this and this, but don’t worry TY IS HERE.
Anyways. I kind of feel like an asshole saying that because he does do good things…but…yeah.
SO! Football, for some reason I am more excited about it now that the Patriots are out of the playoffs than I was before they lost. I watched the Denver/Pitts game and was all into it–
OK OMG so some guy, bob mackey* from leominster, robbed a CVS by threatening the clerk with a needle he said was infected with the aids virus.
Um two things:
1. Seriously? Like, bio-chemical on ourselves? Threatening a quick death by gunpoint isn’t good enough anymore? Now you threaten with a virus that kills you slowly? What were you even stealing?? You were robbing the pharmacy for drugs, you wanted cash, how much cash could a CVS have? Where did you get a needle infected with AIDS? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU??????
2. I think he is related to my old workstudy. Same last name. Really creepy.
*name changed to protect innocent workstudy in case the name is not a coincidence.
So yeah, anyways, football is fun.
Apparently we are in for a blizzard tonight. FUN! yeah no not really. I hope I don’t die on the way to work.
OK BYE!
So, the Gauntlet. The only show on MTV that I care enough about to DVR, well until this past Monday.
Because that was the day that the evil Beth took down the mighty Ruthie.
So now I don’t watch it.
SO THERE MTV!!!
I love Ruthie. Have since Hawaii. If anyone out there in Blog land knows Ruthie, please pass on my love. If she wants, she can move to Mass. and marry me. It’ll be fun!
So once again I find myself having to post a eulogy of sorts, first Bill and now Ruthie.
Ruthie, my secret girlfriend, I will miss you. I can no longer bear to watch a show full of idiots getting drunk and hooking up without the chance of seeing you. So I wish you well, and look forward to the next challenge that you are on, please please come back. And if ever the evil Beth should step in front of my car, well, I knew I should have had the brakes checked…
Love ya Ruthie!!
Did you know that I was a member of myspace.com?
Neither did I.
But I was looking at a friend’s space and bam, it said I was connected to her. I said, why that is odd, don’t I have to be a member. And it said, silly, You Are!
Myspace is lame though. No pictures or anything. Shall have to work on it I suppose.
Anywho, come check me out!
http://www.myspace.com/gynyphurr
It’ss be fun, I swear.
i was so very glad to see that brokeback actually won most of the awards it had been nominated for. i am saddened that neither heath nor michelle won for acting but to see that movie win for best picture etc. very nice.
also, may i just say that i am shocked and delighted that ms. mary louise parker won for weeds. i would like to make out with her too please.
and hello, reese is too cute, all being picked up by mr. reese and thrown about.
all in all, very excited about the winners…walk the line, brokeback, reese, joaquin etc etc.
worth staying up for. well, ok so maybe i didnt stay up until it was over…but def. worth reading articles this morning!
on a side note, is anyone else just totally over desperate housewives? it isn’t that good of a show. give me weeds anyday.
