Jenn's Reverie

I don't like that a lot of you aren't posting. It sucks damnit. Michy, Chelle, Katie, Boko, Dylan. Sad, just sad. BOO! Haha. Now that I boo'd you guys. I freakin' love when people boo something. I think it's funny EVERY damn time. Like Ariel boo'd Mozilla in one of my comments. It's freakin' great, I tell ya.

So anyhow, as of this very moment my brother's girlfriend is in labor!!! I'm SO SO SO excited. I'm waiting for him to call me so that I can go to the hospital with them. He's waiting 'til it gets closer to time to push. I've never seen the birth of a baby. Yeah, I have my son. But I didn't see. Shit, I'm not THAT flexible. So anyhow, I'm full of overwhelming excitemen. It's a girl! They're undecided on a name though. I'm hoping they stick with Makayla (spelled different). I love it. This will be niece #4! Yay-yuh! My oldest brother has 2, Savannah & Danyel (after my daddy), and my 2nd oldes brother has Breanna and this one on the way! I'm the only one with a boy. Anyhow, I can't wait 'til my brother calls!!

Yesterday Sharon surprised me with four CD's! I was all excited and so happy that she thought of me. She said, "I thought you'd like these." And I do! She gave me Def Leppard - The Vault 1980-1995, Scorpions - Millenium Edition, Journey- Greatest Hits, and Bon Jovi - New Jersey. So I got me some old school. I really like these CD's. Thanks to Sharon! I know you hate anything by Journey, Katie. Just shhh! I've been playing Codeseven - Dancing Echoes and Dead Sounds a lot too. I don't know how I failed to mention that on my previous post. I really, really like it. I can't find the damn lyrics anywhere though. This CD has been nothing but that of a treasure hunt. It was hard enough to find. It's been kinda fun though. It was fun trying to find it and it's been just as fun trying to find the lyrics. Though I've been unsuccessful. I guess I could try their official website. That's an idea. So on my way to work, again, I was listening to 'The Quiet Storm.' They played that one song, "this one's for my homies, in that gangsterlean." Remember that?! I was all jamming it. Everytime I listen to the damn 'Quiet Storm' I'm taken down an insane trip on memory lane. They play lots of older songs. It still amazes me how much music affects the mood and feeling. It amazes me how much music I feel myself relating to lately. Outta-the-blue, I'm more infatuated with Bam with every new episode. I think I'm gonna buy me this season on DVD. Maybe I'll get the others too.

So I was thinking about some drunken stupor's that I've been involved in. Or actually, that involve me. Mostly falling, and I thought I'd share. So here starts the Tom Foolery.
- Once at "Spring Crawl," I got into one of the clubs, which is usually impossible unless you're there extremely early, but we happened to know one of the bouncers. We went in and slammed roughly 6 shots back-to-back. Went back out to the streets and had a blast. When I realized we were the last of the crowd, we started walking back to the car. I had big boots on. Not the stiletto's I wear these day's, but the big bulky one's. I managed to miss the curb when walking and fell pretty fuckin' hard. It was on the damn corner too. I was layed out and decided to stay there for a minute while laughing really hard and being very drunk and dizzy. I looked over, saw some cops, smiled and said HI! They laughed, said hi, and walked away. Embarrassing, not really. I was too drunk to care. My friends were. But I'm sure I looked like some dumb prostitute on the corner.
-One night we were at "Banana Joe's," a 3 story night club. I was wearing a leather belt that I had hanging on my hips, so not going through the loops on my pants. Leather tends to stretch, which my belt did from so much dancing. At one point on the dance floor I looked down and it was wrapped around my ankles. I thought those guys were checking me out. Dumbass Jenn, dumbass! Got even more drunk, when leaving, the belt had managed to fall around my ankles again, causing my already staggering ass to fall. My bestfriend Paul trying to help me up was just as drunk and managed to tumble on me. We laid there while the crowd stepped over us to get out of the door. Nice one Jenn. I no longer own any leather belts. Though I would have probably fell without it.
-Mariah and I go back to her apartment EXTREMELY drunk. I race to the bathroom, needing to pee. She's yelling, "hurry, I don't feel good." About twenty minutes later I woke up sitting on the toilet. I never lifted the seat. I never pulled down my pants. I never peed. I had simply sat down and passed out. I walked out to the kitchen to find Mariah standing with her head half on the counter, half in the sink. She had passed out too. Go drunk Hispanics! I wonder if anyone saw?
-Went to "Fall Crawl" with Paul, Elias and Mariah one year. I had drank some Bacardi Limon. Dumb idea. After puking in a port-a-pottie, EWW! I felt better. Trying to diss Paul and Elias 'cause I never met anyone when I was with them. (Which it was always the 3 of us, and here and there Mariah.) Anyhow, when trying to loose them, I turned around to see where they were and walked into a trashcan. Mariah managed to laugh loud enough so that hundreds of people would look at me. Nice job Mariah. Bitch.
-Was waiting outside "Neds" for Mariah and the rest of the crew. I was leaning up against the fence checking out the 8 or so fireman standing in the middle of the street. Some girl with huge boobs walks by and say's, "Damn!" in reference to the fireman right in front of me. So they're all looking and smiling and giggling or what have you. So I tell her to flash them. She's like, "nooo, hehehe." I knew she would after that girly, I'll-pretend-I-don't-want-to-at-first answer. So I told her again. So she said okay. I yell to the fireman and say, "I have something for you." They're asking "what!?" So she flashes them and they cheer and clap. So I'm trying to get all these girls to flash them. I'm enjoying my time and still leaning against the fence, all the while balancing on the heel of my shoes. Stiletto's mind you. When one snapped. I didn't fall, but I know people saw. Stupid Jenn! They're stiletto's! You don't freakin' spin around on them. So much for me entertaining the fireman eh.
-And the ultimate. Went to Wal-Mart after partying downtown. Wanted some late night snacks. It was myself, Paul, Elias, Peter and some other guy. I had those same fuckin' boots on. The bulky ones. We're walking to the register (I'm drunk) with our cookies and other junk food, when all of a sudden you hear a loud thump. Guess what the thump was? Yeah, me. I fuckin' ate shit right in front of the registers. The guys laughed and walked away in embarrassment. Bastards. One of them was asking me if I was okay and trying to help me up. One of the workers was looking at me with the I-know-you're-drunk look, asking, "are you okay?" And I said, "There's no slippery when wet sign here." We smirked at each other and I went and yelled at the guys for leaving me there. Jenn prevails yet again.

Do I learn? No. Do any of us?

Oh, and Jamie, my last post about my first kiss with him was not meant to be soft porn for you. Sheesh!

I'm getting impatient waiting for my brother to call. I told him that I wouldn't bother him and I'd wait 'til he called me. I lied. . .