Archive for September, 2006
And on Tonight’s Menu Is…
Thursday, September 28th, 2006Oh Beer, how do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
You’ve no idea how I love my dive bar Thursday nights. They are my respite and nepenthe, and where else can I sing the Violent Femmes and also watch my buddy drink a longneck out of my girlfriend’s cleavage?
Nowhere, that’s where!
First I pre-game while cracking […]
Hot Hot Heat.
Thursday, September 28th, 2006I am madly, madly relieved that some the SSI money came in before the furnace crapped out. (And also that we learned that the furnace crapped out before we all croaked from carbon monoxide poisoning, of course. Eep.)
I’m glad to be able to do this for my mom. I am also planning to recarpet the […]
So Much For Frivolous…
Wednesday, September 27th, 2006We need a new furnace.
Damn!!
Double damn.
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Jen’s Kid Eats Clorox.
Wednesday, September 27th, 2006I have to admit that I don’t quite get the recent upswing in childproofing.
I saw some chick with an overloaded cart recently when I was in line at the pharmacy, and she was buying about a hundred bucks worth of cabinet locks and table corner pads and stove knob covers and what have you.
I think […]
Your Assistance Is Requested.
Tuesday, September 26th, 2006JR is going to be participating in the Atlanta AIDS walk and is looking for support via linkage and donations.
Every day, eight thousand people die from AIDS.
I don’t know what more can be said.
Please come on down and help support a great cause.
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iLove It.
Tuesday, September 26th, 2006I just may post a whole fucking lot today, because the doctor put me back on the speedy medication, and now he has me taking double the amount I was on before.LOOK OUT, WORLD, HERE I COME. IF I COULD DRIVE, YOU’D BE IN FOR IT.
SLEEP?! WE DON’ NEED NO STEENKING SLEEP!!
I could […]
Daddy’s Girl.
Tuesday, September 26th, 2006I wake up groggy, on the floor, wedged between the wooden coffee table and the microsuede couch; to the sound of my father’s voice. “Jen. Jen.”
He is across the room and does not come near me. I have noticed that a lot of people seem iffy about touching me since I have […]
Soul Serenade.
Monday, September 25th, 2006Oh, oh, oh, I could sit and listen to Aretha Franklin for days and days.
If I could recommend any CD collection to you, let it be this one: Aretha Franklin, Queen of Soul - The Atlantic Recordings.
You will lose yourself, that’s a promise. You will wallow in the Arethaliciousness.
I just got finished with some […]
From The Vault…
Monday, September 25th, 2006…A little Classic TranceJen, from 2002. Enjoy.
I seem to have quite the embarrasing gas problem.
Not to be gauche, because I know a lady doesn’t discuss bodily emissions or noises; but then very few people have ever accused me of being a lady.
I was making breakfast this morning and emitted a sound that was so […]
Memo To The Universe:
Sunday, September 24th, 2006Dear Universe:
Whatever sort of pollen, ragweed, DDT, toxic fumes, anthrax, flying mold spores, or other airborne fuckyuck you have unleashed onto the greater Chicagoland area today needs to be quelled, because I am so short of breath that I cannot even smoke.
Seriously, it’s like Rush Limbaugh is sitting on my chest and I can’t even […]
