the town of Fucking, Austria

"Bitte - nicht so schnell!" is German for "Please - not so fast!"

on a related note, i found out there was a town called Mianus (pronounced MY ANUS) in connecticut. there is soooo much possibility in that one...

*welcome to Mianus
*would you like to stop for a bite to eat in Mianus
*yeah, i grew up in Mianus, what of it
*Mianus is for lovers

and what about the weather? ohhh *devilish laugh*

*it's hot and muggy right now in Mianus
*there's a cloud cover over Mianus
*the wind is blowing strong through Mianus
*watch out for those ice patches in Mianus

aaah. yes. we need more smartasses naming our towns.

wicked snowman

...and the davey. awww.

if anyone's been wanting to get really confused...

...i've been posting on one of my old blogs, And This I Scream. mostly weird stick figure artwork and nostalgia, graffittied pages from out of journals, just really random stuff. and when i start doing my weird collage art again, this will probably be where i post it. where it will feel at home in between a bunch of non-sequitur madness. like this weird creepy little gem here:

random hilarity

random thought, i found my favorite comic from MNFTIU. fuckin hilarious.

also, i found a sound clip from my fav part of Bruce Almighty.



i like-a...do...da cha-cha.

BOOM!

the arrival

i just got done watching The Arrival and The Second Arrival.
man, does part 2 ever suck ass. i loved the first one

but the effects in the sequel were so b-movie and lame. there was even a car chase, for fuck's sake. nothing says suck like a corny-ass car chase. that's when they realize they don't have enough action going on, so they say "hey, it worked in the dukes of hazzard" and boom. i'm made to sit through a 5 minute car chase because they don't have enough story to fill and hour and a half.

i think i'm just bitter because charlie sheen wasn't in the sequel. i SO get made fun of every time i admit that i think charlie sheen is hot. but dammit. he is.

not so much those sunglasses, though...

it's beginning to look a lot like it shoulda looked at christmas, dammit.

yay for snow! it's the first real snow since i've been back to VA. oh, joy! *squeal*


here's davey about to slay me with a snowball.

apparently it's supposed to dump a bunch more snow on us today, so i might be posting a pic of a wicked snowman by tomorrow. BOOM!

should i cool it or should i blow...

i was recently invited to stay with a friend in WA, should things turn out to suck here and i say "screw you, virginia, i'm leaving." so now i feel the need to make a list of any good reasons to stay where i am. if there turns out to be less than 10 reasons, hello WA.

1. family. i moved here because of family and i can't imagine my son not being able to see my parents, aunts and grandma. he's attached to them in a major way. should i up and move across the country, just he and i, with hardly any money to my name, when the hell would i see them next?? holidays would be a drag.
2. friends move away. should i move back, will i have anyone that i know i can depend on, in case something happens to me, to look after my son? sure, i have friends there now, but for how long. half of my friends have already spread to other states.
3. i like this idea of starting over. no one has expectations of me. well, except for my family, and they'll just have to deal. i can be the girl i want to be and not the girl my friends expect me to be.
4. the thunderstorms here are bloody awesome.
5. the desert sucked. here, i don't have dust blowing into my eyes 24/7. in the part of WA i came from, everything was brown and dead looking. anyone who finds beauty in that is on crack. things are green here. there's not a sprinkler in every yard because it actually rains.
6. not every guy here is a redneck. i've found 4 within 10 miles of me that seem...well, maybe not so normal, or freakish like me, but i'm sure they have all their teeth and don't worship nascar. unfortunately, i've only talked to them online, but it means that there's hope. i just might have to look harder. because the mens have got to be out there. maybe. *crosses fingers...and toes*
7. hush puppies. nowhere in wa did i see hush puppies. i fuckin love those things.
8. jenny. ghost hunter. there are "haunted" places everywhere i look in this state. and really old cemeteries. wicked awesome. so i wouldn't have to go so far for an adrenaline rush.
9. there is not a hastings (entertainment superstore) anywhere in the state of virginia. which is just fine by me.
10. um...um...c'mon jen, there has to be one more...OK here's one. cigarettes are cheaper. doesn't seem so important. but you people don't realize how much i smoke.

ok, there it is. i'm staying. at least until the golden corral stops serving hush puppies...

i totally miss my mini ms pac man

geez

*sigh* there's nothing like the internet to make a girl feel completely fucking retarded. anyways, here's some quiz results:

I AM 54% EMO! Well.. I've made the cut! Now I'll go buy some promise rings and knit myself a sweater. Take the EMO test at Fuali.com

I AM 30% ASSHOLE/BITCH! I may think I am an asshole or a bitch, but the truth is I am a good person at heart. Yeah sure, I can have a mean streak in me, but most of the people I meet like me. Take the ASSHOLE/BITCH test at Fuali.com

I AM 20% WHITE TRASH! I, my friend, have class. I am so not white trash. . I am more than likely Democrat, and my place is neat, and there is a good chance I may never drink wine from a box. Take the WHITE TRASH test at Fuali.com

ahh. the beauty. *sigh*

i needed a little beauty. so here it is:

mmm. the jim. yum.

too bad he's fuckin dead...

about damn time

it's finally snowing. so exiting. it needs to get all deep now, stay for a week or two, then melt away and get warm again. but i doubt that will happen, since it's already been snowing for a few hours and there's not much on the ground. the gods are teasing me. so, fuck you, clouds. right in the ear. um. if clouds had ears...

i just got done reading The Revelation by Bentley Little.

very awesome. here's some great reasons to read it:

• burning churches
• a cross made out of feces
• an army of evil fetuses murdering people
• a bunch of sacreligous whatnot
• preacher eating a moldy corpse
• goat slaughter
• pregnant 80 year old chick

and that's only a few things. this book slays. BOOM!

well. yes. yes i am.

this was supposed to tell me how old i act.
so, hm. i guess i do act my age. who knew.
just very odd that it was so dead on:

What Age Do You Act?

devil duckie

here's a pic of my son's favorite bathtime toy:



and when i bought it, this is what was printed on the package:

Devil Duckie

Devil Duckie, you're the one,
You make bathtime lots of fun,
Devil Duckie, I'm awfully dirty today.

(woh woh, bee day!)

Devil Duckie, when you float,
It's like I'm bathing in a flaming moat!
Devil Duckie, you're my very best friend, hooray!

(doo doo doo dee, day!)

Every day when I
Make my way to get clean
I find a little fella who's
Red and yellow and mean

(rub-a-dub-keen!)

Devil Duckie, you're so swell,
You guide me on the path to hell,
Devil Duckie, I'm awfully dirty -
Devil Duckie, you're a naughty birdy -
Devil Duckie, I'm awfully dirty today.

jenny. ghost hunter.

i totally need to be a ghost hunter. that would so complete my life. seriously, though, for the past few nights i've been hearing some bizarre noises out in the hall. at about 3 or 4 in the morning. i know it's probably the heater kicking on. but after reading my horror novel before bed, there's only one thing i can think of. and really, i want it to be a ghost, because if it was a psycho murderer with a machete, that would really suck.

i've been teaching my son how to do pilates. not that he needs it or anything, i mean, he's only 4. but it's nice to know that there's someone in this world that sucks at pilates more than myself. aw...yeah, that's mean. it's funny, though. he gets into this one pilates pose and just wobbles backwards every time. like a weeble. everyone thinks it's so cute. i feel silly because i do the same thing when i'm in the same pose. somehow it doesn't seem quite as cute...heh.

and on a final note...for anyone coming here through Blog Clicker...BOOM! i slay!




after hours and hours of not getting shit (ie: you LOSE, you LOSE, YOUR A LOSER), i finally fucking won. not that it makes a lot of difference when it's only 9 credits, but at least it was some positivity. i was about to tell them to shove their stupid fakey slot machine.

so thank you Blog Clicker.

yay jenny!

i finally figured out how to put a radio blog thingy on my page. so now the whole world can listen to my music! yay for you, you lucky bastards!

and now for some engrish:



WTF?

new charlie & the chocolate factory

i just saw a trailer for the new charlie & the chocolate factory with johnny depp, coming out in july. *sigh* how am i gonna be able to wait 6 months??

white noise

so i went and saw White Noise last night. it was pretty awesome. no teenagers behind me screaming and kicking my seat. the popcorn wasn't soggy this time. i never ran out of soda....

OH, and the movie was good, too. haha. really sweet love story, and even sweeter that the bitch dies near the beginning and the audience gets michael keaton all to themselves. yay! that man...is beautiful.

the only thing that sucked: it started taking a Final Destination turn near the end, like "oooh, death is after me...oooh" but again, it was ok because it was the keaton.

uh...whoa.

this would have to be the most mind boggling mystery of the century.

random thoughts from a random me

i didn't end up with a black eye. bummed.

so this morning, my mother handed me something she said i might want to read. she had this big shit-eating grin on her face. it was the instructions for the safe use of my resistance band. *rolling my eyes* thanks mom.

on another random note, i decided to start posting my poetry more, so i have a link (under my pic somewhere) to my new poetry blog.

and for the last random thought, BOOM!

jenny's adventures in pilates

i did it already. i've broken one of my new year's resolutions.

"3. keep watching the pilates video in fast forward (while sitting on couch)"

so i was out shopping today and saw the pilates resistance band i wanted and bought it:

yes, i watched my pilates video WHILE DOING PILATES. i really just wanted to play with the resistance band.

so here i was, sweating (ahem, i mean glistening) away to my pilates video, happily holding the handles of my new funky resistance band, the other end safely tucked under my feet, and listening to denise austin cheer me on. "now roll back...slowly...one vertebrae at a time...oh you're doing great!"

SNAP

i swore i had lost an eye. fuckin OW! the goddamn band shot me right in the eye. when i think about it now, i realize i was aiming a giant bungee slingshot right at my fucking face.

duh...i be smart.

so, yeah, my whole eye hasn't turned black and bruised yet, but i can tell already that the damage is spreading. so if i do end up looking like a boxer by tomorrow, i'll post a pic. because dudes, seriously, black eyes look bloody awesome.

well, that didn't work

"well, that didn't work"

gawd, i love that one. everyone totally needs to go to Exploding Dog, it's hilarious.

stupid stupid stupid ME

gawd. never again will i listen to my brother. i was supposed to call about an interview today, for a good paying job, too. a place where my brother had already gotten hired. his first day was today.
i got a call an hour or so after he was supposed to start work. "jenny, they don't have work, they sent me home and I'm on a waiting list til february. they want more experienced people." ok, that sucks. "jenny, come down to this other temp agency, they have work where we can start tomorrow." sounds good.
so what do i do? i blow off the call about the interview. hey, no work for a month (or more)?? bad. work tomorrow? good.
so i fill out my life story at this temp agency (the third i've been to in 4 months) and they give a tour at this auto parts place (that i really don't feel like working at) and then THEY DON'T EVEN HAVE ANY OPENINGS YET! FUCKIN-A!
so then, said brother wants to run all over town shopping before we go home. get home too late to call the guy about the interview (remember the interview) for the place i wanted to work at in the first place. he had left a message to call quick, he had an IMMEDIATE OPENING.

gawd i hate my brother.

and i dyed my hair red. (note the new pic to the side) it's more of a dark auburn, though.

happy new year, ma

Your New Year's Resolution Should Be: Make Mom Pot Brownies!

Put mom's anti drug talk in it's place

These brownies will send her into space



What's *Your* New Year's Resolution?

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Happy New Year, bitches.