Jenn's Reverie

Portishead "Glory Box"

If you haven't heard Portishead, you're missing out. Definately a favorite!

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• Angel food cake is the yummiest of the yummiest things ever. Well, right now anyway.



• My son started first grade and I'm not happy about it. Those little vermin of second through fifth graders are going to try to teach him things that make me go crazy. I'm gonna have to get all "Big Daddy" on it and be like.... "Boozing it up?" No? Good! I know the Police.
  



• I got pretty damn drunk Saturday night and then had breakfast with the cop that arrested me a couple of years ago. Boo!



• I saw "Monster-In-Law" Friday night and holy poop I laughed my ass off. It's a total chick flick and it kicks ass. I'm not feeling Jennifer Lopez doing the whole cutsie, bubbly character, but after a while of me saying it's wasn't her kind of part I really liked it. And the person that farted when there was total silence in the theater, yeah, he/she wrecked me. I'm so damn mature, it's disgusting.



• I got pulled over yesterday. IT SUCKED! I always get so freakin' nervous. And I'm ghetto and don't have insurance at the moment. Well, I do, but I don't. I know they tacked onto my car payment and just say they didn't. I mean, I know I'm not payin $650 a month just for the car. It's not even a big car. Anyhow, I should have had my car towed, but he let me off with a ticket for no insurance. Then I told him I've seen him around and he asked where and I told him at the "main" which is the station. So he let me go. Rock 'n roll, bitches! I promise I'll have all my shit squared away by Friday. No, really. Promise.



• My sleeping schedule is at it's all time worst. Not really, it's been this bad before. But, this means me being delirious ALOT. I get so hyper it hurts and the people around me are probably scared. I dance, I sing, I talk, wherever I may be when I'm in this state. A thread in a board called "What Do You Look Like" and I said, "I look like a mother fucking porn star!" What an idiot!



• I work for the cops. Yes. People keep inquiring on my job. I am NOT a cop, I just work with/for them.



• Four weeks and you won't know what hit you, bitches! Or, I won't, but so what?



• I wore a PINK blouse on Saturday. If you KNOW me, you know I DON'T WEAR PINK AND MAKE FUN OF ANYONE THAT DOES. But, I wore pink. I did indeed. I need to repent.



• In closing, I love you all. But, only on Tuesday's.

• Edit: Wow I just re-read this and there aren't even complete sentence's. And for all you grammar Nazi's, shut up about it. Someone bring me a beer.
  
  

You are sexy, powerful, and bold. You're full of passion and energy... Sometimes this passion has a dark side. You feel most alive when you're seducing someone. You never fail to get someone's attention. Quick minded, you're also quick to lose your temper!

I'm not one to delve into politics. I'm not blind to them and I do know what goes on. It's just not my forte. I leave up to everyone else. One of my reasons being is that I feel it is and always will be a never-ending battle. Liberal's will never see the way of conservative's and conservative's will never see the way of liberal's. I know, never say never. But you catch my drift.

The way I see it is that our belief's are those of how we were raised; Our cultural backgrounds, our parents, our experiences and so on and so forth. I myself have learned through experience to always look at the whole picture and to put myself in the other's shoes. As Vavoom's wise father once said, "...this is just one brush stroke in the masterpiece you'll look back at and call your life." I've always felt that way. Though, I never phrased it so elegantly.

I was raised Catholic and have changed, by choice, to the Christian way's. Recently, I feel that there isn't a religion that I belong to. I'm somewhere between the two. I believe in God and believe that he is my God. That is that. I've had many friends of different race, culture, religion, and from other countries. I do not judge, I learn.

So I'm guessing you're wondering what any of this has to do with politics. Well, I got a comment and I thought I'd give my views and opinion's on it. Something I usually avoid when it comes to politics or war. The comment was on the post I did the morning of the London explosions. A simple post expressing my sadness and sending out my thoughts and prayers to those in London. The comment made was as follows.....

Unbiassed said...

17-J Musayyib (Iraq) 98 Dead.
Please keep them in your thoughts and prayers.
Please keep them in your thoughts and prayers.
Please keep them in your thoughts and prayers.
The Bombs that we drop in Baghdad are explosing in London & Madrid
55 killed in london. 55 killed in iraq every 2 days.
Open you Eyes. Stop western-centrism.

Is that in itself not biased? First of all, it was ONE post done the morning of the disaster. What gives anyone reason to believe that I don't feel for anybody in Iraq when I've not given reason to? What gives anyone any reason to believe that it hasn't been on my doorstep? Why jump to conclusion's and/or assume anything when you don't yet have your facts? Before I think anything of anyone I'm sure to ask them myself what it is I want to know. If they don't answer, well then I'm left not knowing, but I don't think it gives me the right to assume.

I'm not lethargic when it comes to this stuff and I am not understanding of those who are. I just choose to stay out of this battle. Everyone's always arguing their points. I feel that you can't change the belief's of someone unless they themselves experience it. I cannot make someone believe that not all muslim's are bad. Until they have an encounter with one that is not, they will probably always believe so. I cannot stress the fact that when someone is bad it is because THEY are bad. Not because they are muslim, not because they are black or white, not because they are atheiest or Christian, but because THEY are bad. But since assumptions were made I'll clarify my feelings for this undesired war. I'll give you a bit of my political view. No, I won't be throwing around names of those in government and using political phrases. I'll just tell you how I feel. I'll be direct and nothing more. I don't do it much, so enjoy it while it lasts. If you don't feel as I do, feel free to leave your view, but, don't think that for a moment bashing what I think will change how I feel.

I don't believe that this war has any sole purpose. I don't like Bush and his decisions and I also know that it's not just Bush but, those around him. I know that he doesn't just say something and it goes. He is the leader of my country and I think he's done poorly. This was the second time I've voted and no, I did not vote for Bush. My vote went to Kerry. Which, I also wasn't too happy about. I feel that I went with the lesser of the two evils. The Devil or the the Devil's advocate. Had it been my choice I would have put Nader up and see how things went. I don't feel as though I'll be voting again. I hate the electoral college and everything it stands for. I think that EVERYONE'S vote SHOULD count and the electoral college takes that away from us. Mr. Rat said, "It may be true that your or my vote doesn't matter, but it's mentality of an entire population combined thinking like that which will be our destruction." I know that this is a very valid statement, but for right now I'm still stuck on 'what for?' And maybe for the sake of it all, I can change how I feel about this in the future.

I've had three loved one's out fighting this "war" and I have my dear friend's brother out there now. My heart goes out to the soldiers that we have out there. And before you start flipping out, my heart goes out to the innocent Iraqi soldier's and Iraqi civilian's as well. I cannot fathom the feel of the environment there. Everyone in fear of their lives and their loved ones. Everyone wondering who's good and who's bad. Everyone wondering if today will be their day. As I said, I could not fathom the thought.

I know that there are some Iraqi's that are, for lack of better word, happy that Sadaam has fallen and some that aren't. I know that there are some Iraqi's that are happy that "we're" out there and some that aren't. But from what I recall this war is due to the tragic incidents that happend on 9/11. I also recall that it was Bin Ladin. What ever happend to looking for that guy? Who are we to decide what countries should and shoudn't be liberated? My heart breaks, literally, everytime I hear about the way's of Third World countries and I, like many, many other's wish that these countries weren't as they are, but, why make it worse? Why kill and kill over and over? I hope that in the long run this war pays off. I hope that Iraq does become, what we call "liberated." I hope that in the future all of this death pay's off. Death paying off? How logical. I know that it is a long lived dream, but I am entitled to my dreams.

So, Western-centrism? I'll have to give you a negative. I do not feel for those in London more than I do for those in Iraq or vise-versa. A tragedy is a tragedy. A life taken by the hands of another is not something I see better in any way. As I mentioned before, I believe in God and I don't believe that anyone has the right to play God.

I never know how or when to end these types of posts, I am after-all talking about LIFE and politics. Both are never-ending. I have a passion for life and I hope that you all have a passion for life. And if you don't, I hope that you can someday find it. . .

I'm not sure that this post even flowed nicely and I know that I jumped around alot, as per usual. And if you have any questions, feel free to ask. I leave you with these. . .

"The unexamined life is not worth living." - Socrates

"It's a very short trip. While alive, live." - Malcolm Forbes

"There are two ways to live your life - one is as though nothing is a miracle,

the other is as though everything is a miracle." - Albert Einstein

So, I had a post all ready to go, but tonight before work I went to lift the blinds and the bastards fell on me. The heavy part, the very damn corner hit my hand and now I'm a gimp. Stop laughing, asshole's. It hit a nerve and the pain shot up to my shoulder and to the tips of my fingers. Aint that a bitch? And you think it hurts when you hit a funny bone, yeah right. The pain is pretty consistant and it sucks monkey nuts.

There was actually something good that came out of it. My son was right there when it happened and he was so concerned about me. It was just another one of the cutest things ever. He put lotion on the arm that I could not. He helped me zip my pants, which were hell getting on with one damn hand. And he offered and helped put on my socks and shoes. Then he asked me if I would like him to put the dogs in the back yard so that I wouldn't have to. It was the best thing ever. I felt all warm and fuzzy.

Anyhow, for those that know me, know I don't do hospitals, so I'm hoping it gets better within the next few days. This post has taken long enough, so I'm out.

Much love, shorties!

Damn, by the time I finish my blog run, I'm spent and don't want to post. Quit being interesting already. I just don't have time for this shit!

Anyhow, so I finally got out on Saturday. Of course we ended up at The Library. The only reason I didn't bitch about us going there AGAIN is because Zulie came in from El Paso and she'd never been there.

So, I'm walking out of the ladies bathroom when some guy say's, "Hey, your picture's on the bathroom wall in the guys bathroom." I was like, what the fuck is this asshole talking shit for. So I give him the you're-a-douchebag look and say, "Shut up, stupid" and continue on my way to get my dance on.

Not but fifteen minutes later I see Eric (my sons dads cousin aka one of my bestfriends daughters father [I just thought I'd throw that in to confuse you]) and he say's, "Hey, you're picture's all over the bathroom wall." I'm like, "What the fuck?!" He say's, "Yeah, for some concert or something. They have like ten of them up." So I go back to the ladies room to check out what's going on. Sure enough, I get in there and there's my face on like three pictures advertising for a concert I had went to. It's totally awesome! I look like fucking shit, I'm holding a drum stick that got thrown at me, screaming acting like I was at a Guns N Roses concert. Who did you go see in concert, Jenn? Well, it was Metalhead.

I checked out their website but there's no pictures of me up. Thank God. then I checked out the website for The Library and sure enough, there I am in like three of them. FUCK THAT! I look like a zombie from "George A. Romero's Land of the Dead." Go ahead. Go Google the fucking website and laugh at me, punks. I look like a cow in heat. I lost weight since then, damnit!!!

Anyhow, it reminded me of just how much I liked them so I'm gonna go see them this Thursday with Nancy and Elena. I took them with me the first time and they've missed but one or two shows since. They're wanna-be groupies for a cover band. It's great and so fun to make fun of them. Anyhow, here's some of the bands they cover and do a fucking A+ job at doing so. Click on "Playlist" up at the top.

On the flipside. . .

- I named my dogs Onyx and Jewel. They're pissing me off. They keep breaking out and going to the neighbors to play with their dogs. Next time I'm kicking Onyx in the balls and giving Jewel a titty twister. (Not really, they're too cute.) I've already grown attached to them.

- My son likes to use words with more than three syllables. He's only 6 and he's already a computer geek.

-Speaking of son, someone called me a MILF. I always thought I'd take it as a compliment, but it made me feel old. Don't fucking MILF me 'til I'm in my late 60's, damnit.

-I'm a part of the Treehouse Gang. I hope you're jealous even though most of you probably have no idea what I'm talking about.

So here I am posting from my cell phone. Yes, I am a loser. What the hell are you gonna do about it? I'm not gonna talk about anything specific as I'm just testing this out. So you can stop reading whenever you're ready. I suggest now, but it's all you. I'm super delirious right now. Graveyard's finally taken its toll on me. That or age. I have a post ready to post, but my server or Blogger refuses to let me post and I'm spent on trying. Oh, and since I'm posting from my phone don't expect paragraphs and cry about it. Or edit it your damn self. I'll be happy to let you. Oh, and go look at Boko's blog and the piece he did the day of the explosions in London. Wow, I'm starting to wonder how much my cell will let me type before it cuts me off. Maybe I should just stop. Well, except for I'm curious. I can post pictures from my cell too. Isn't technology great? I love it, though I wish I was born in the 70's. Mushrooms are oh so fun. I mean good. Okay, I think this will let me type 'til the sun comes up so I'm gon

London struck by terrorist. Just a couple of hours ago.

Please keep them in your thoughts and prayers.

Update:
- Two confirmed fatalities. These numbers are expected to be in the double digits.
- Transit systems are being shut down all over the globe.
- Al Qaeda may be responsible.
- I see the G8 leaders standing behind Blair while he speaks.

I'm done playing reporter. I'm sure you'll all know when you wake up this morning.

There isn't a word for my feelings right now. Sad does them no justice. . .

God Bless.

"For Whom The Bell Tolls" - Metallica
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Some of you have asked to see my permanent ink. Well, here you go. This is especially for those who don't like tattoos!

The picture quality sucks and does the color on the 2nd one no justice, but it's the best I got.

Can you believe that's Alanis Morissette? I couldn't. I caught VH1 Live today and it was Mrs. Morrissette doing an acoustic set of her album "Jagged Little Pill."

She did the set in celebration of the albums 10th anniversary. I think I want it. I never wanted the album when it first came out, but this sounded awesome. I've always liked her voiced and she just tore it up live.

She also has this whole new look going and she looks stunning. I couldn't believe it was her. She has new hair, new clothes and her make-up's done all pretty. Props on the new Morissette.

You can catch some audio/video at VH1.com.

As for those who haven't heard any Audioslave, I'm still waiting on that report. I'm not letting you guys off easy! They (Audioslave) just recently made history! "On May 6, Audioslave became the first American rock group to play Cuba, attracting the largest crowd to attend a concert by an American artist in the communist country's history. About 60,000 rock-starved fans cheered, cried and sang along as Audioslave made rock history." Quoted from Audioslave.com

And one more thing, GO READ MEXI'S POST "Why I Open Fire!" Don't ask question's, just get your ass over there! And leave him comments, I wanna know what you all think about it. But leave me comments first, k.