Friday, August 3, 2007
*burps*
This is what I felt like today when I was eating lunch: *farts*My lips turn bright red when I eat salty things. It looks like I'm wearing lip liner or whore-colored lipstick. I guess it's sort of convenient though. Not that I'm a whore or anything. *note to self: eat french fries before doing it*
Friday, July 27, 2007
elements
You are Form 3, Unicorn: The Innocent."And The Unicorn knew she wasn't meant togo into the Dark Wood. Disregarding the advicegiven to her by the spirits, Unicorn wentinside and bled silver blood.. For hermisdeed, the world knew evil."Some examples of the Unicorn Form are Eve(Christian) and Pandora (Greek).The Unicorn is associated with the concept ofinnocence, the number 3, and the element ofwater.Her sign is the twilight sun.As a member of Form 3, you are a curiousindividual. You are drawn to new things andbecome fascinated with ideas you've never comein contact with before. Some people may sayyou are too nosey, but it's only because youlike getting to the bottom of things andsolving them. Unicorns are the best friends tohave because they are inquisitive. Which Mythological Form Are You? brought to you by Quizilla
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
I'm wondering wh...
I'm wondering why my test photo isn't showing up... It did when I posted it the first time. OHHHH!!! I know. It's cause I deleted it off the server... Ah.*epiphanied*
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Fun with cameras
I bought a cheapo digital camera today just for the sake of posting on here. Starting now everytime you read an entry you have to donate $5 to the "Pay Jen Back For Buying A Digital Camera When She Couldn't Really Afford It" fund. Make checks payable to Frugal Isn't My Middle Name. Thanks bye. K. I know this photo is really dark, but that's what I liked about it.Here's me.. ummm... thinking. About how I'm all alone in my house taking pictures of myself. My nose isn't really that big, I swear.I was fiddling with the photo effects -- trying to make it all shadowy and crap. Pants, this one is for you. This is Kyle and he's talking to his brother in Minnesota. I didn't mean meant to take the picture off center because hell, it looks cool. You know, the rule of 1/3s or whatever. Okay. That's it. For now.
Friday, June 29, 2007
for shits and giggles
Okay. Bear with me because I'm going to see if I can figure out how to post a photo on the entry page. If it doesn't work, blame the dog.Here goes.....Yep. I'm a genius.
Monday, June 25, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
timewarp
So, okay. I don't know what's up with my time -- it keeps getting am and pm mixed up even though I CHANGED it on MY end. Pffft. >:( ~Jen, always concerned with the most important things.Anyway.I'm trying to get in the habit of writing in this journal. I'm trying to think of it as an outlet for stuff that I need to... well, outlet, but it's sort of hard to get past the "other people are going to read this" thing. That's the joys of the Private Only button though, right? And besides, it's not like it's a huge deal if people read my innermost thoughts because most don't know me enough to *really* care and the one that DOES, well, I like to assume that she won't be shocked or surprised by my outlaying of feelings. But maybe she will. Heck. I sound like I'm trying to talk myself into something.***I'm shedding. Like. Seriously. I wonder if it's because my hair is longer than it's been in 5 years and it's like, in shock or something and trying to bail out. One thing's for sure, it *can't* be all the dye and crap I put into it.... Or the fact that I fry it with hot air for 10 minutes and then give it a recap by trapping it between hot metal prongs and twisting it until it's so un-straight it could be called homo. *laughs at self*Okay but seriously. It's at an annoying length where it gets stuck in my hood when I'm wearing a hoodie. Speaking of which, I think "hoodie" would be a good screen name. And I'm going to stop talking about my hair now because I feel boring. ***Oh, in case you're wondering, Kyle fixed our bed last night all by himself. I sort of felt bad that I didn't help him at all, right up until he whapped me in my sleep. Then I didn't feel as bad. Apparently he didn't "know" and he was "dreaming"... pfft. >:(
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