Jen

I LOVE BEING NAKED
i love poetry by shel silverstein (it makes me feel like a little kid again!)
i love phone calls with friends who live far away
i love the smiths
i love the smell of christmas trees
i love skin

little by little my nose is getting less sniffly
and my coughs are less frequent
and my fever is completely gone! :=)
apparently i missed erin before she left for reed though. and i didn't get to see nattles in corvallis!!!! :/
damn sickness!

here's a picture of cuddles and I before i got the cold/flue:



right now he's lying on my chest. we're watching the end of eagle vs shark together.

also, I would marry Beirut.
he's a very beautiful person, I think.

the beauty of your verse
- red hot chili peppers

"Don't become a well-rounded person. Well rounded people are smooth and dull. Become a thoroughly spiky person. Grow spikes from every angle. Stick in their throats like a pufferfish. If you want to read about myth don't read Joseph Campbell, read about convulsive religion, read about voodoo and the Millerites and the Munster Anabaptists. There are hundreds of years of extremities, there are vast legacies of mutants. There have always been geeks. There will always be geeks. Become the apotheosis of geek. Learn who your spiritual ancestors were. You didn't come here from nowhere. There are reasons why you're here. Learn those reasons. Learn about the stuff that was buried because it was too experimental or embarrassing or inexplicable." - Bruce Sterling



Yesterday, I went shopping for a billion hours in Eugene.
I was supposed to be buying schoolclothesstuff, but I got distracted by all of the pretty dresses! ohhh well. I like my clothes.
Today's a day for chillaxing!
I'm reading Emma by Jane Austin. my first Jane Austin experience!

thinking about people too much pisses me off.

"In grade one, I used to think I was bad. But in grade four, I knew that the teachers were the insane ones."

-Dad

out of the corner of my eye
I see roses
when I turn to look
they are gone--
but I know they were there.

--London Hawley, untitled

maybe I'll never get dressed.
maybe I'll become a nudist.

clothes are just too much work for my lazy ass.

oh, and my favorite postsecret from this week's batch:

"I feel my best when I'm happy…"
- Winona Ryder

me: (looking on craigslist for apartment roomies while dad watches distance running on tv) does this sound good? (shows dad craigslist ad) can you read it?

[long pause]

dad: well, that depends on what you're going into. accounting, physcology...

me: what does that have to do with finding an apartment?

dad: you do it yourself. you don't want to listen to me, fine... (walks off)

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and my mom still hasn't opened my birthday present. her birthday was last monday.

also, she just accused me of being addicted to painkillers. i just started taking them two days ago.

THIS IS WHY I NEED TO LEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVE

Hi, my name is Jennifer. I live in a teeny-tiny town. It's 3:42 pm and I'm sitting in my bed, comforter warming my legs, and occasionally sticking my tongue in my wisdom tooth hole and messing around with the stitches. I probably shouldn't be doing that.

I'm listening to "Remember Me" by Cat Power. I like her voice.
I haven't combed or brushed my hair in days.

I look over the blogs I wrote a few years ago and feel terribly embarrassed. I wonder if I'm gonna feel really embarrassed a couple years later when I read this again? I hope not. but it's not like i'm gonna grow up that much more. I'm an 'adult', right? i'm eighteen!

and whatever I write... is kinda boring. unless i actually did something exciting that day... but i'm not supposed to do anything exciting. stoopid wisdom teeth. boo. and plus, pain pills make me ridiculously sleepy.

i have, probably, three friends in roseburg.
i can't wait until i move to eugene.

Sometimes...

I WANT TO DO EVERYTHING IN THE ENTIRE WORLD

!!!!!!!

I love being alive.
Looking at art can do that to a person.

everything about me is really messy

and that's the way i like it.

sigur ros is carrying my mind away. lovely little bells and now a deep, light piano. i could be a balloon listening to this music.

i've hated these last couple days. i got my wisdom teeth taken out on monday. getting them out was fun! i was completely stoned on whatever they gave me, and i just spent the entire surgery rambling about sunflowers and how i didn't feel normal.

that other pain medication wasn't working, probably because it expired ten years ago, so dad got me something stronger! but it's making my brain fuzzy. my mom would rather see me in complete pain and able to understand it than let me only experience a tiny bit of pain and be a little bit high. :/ but whatever, it doesn't matter that much... i know that she just wants me to be tough. i don't have an infection, my mouth doesn't hurt that much, and it'll all be over soon enough.

i just watched the movie "Fur". afterwords, i went on the internet to check out some of Diane Arbus's photography, and i found a goldmine of a website! it's called http://www.artphotogallery.org, and i could spend hours browsing through all of the beautiful photos.

here are some of my favorites:


Park Perspective, Marly by Michael Kenna


King and Queen of a Senior Citizens Dance by Arbus

I had a dream that a pizza delivery woman dropped off a pizza for my sisters and me, free!

Now I'm really craving pizza.

I'm still in my pj's, listening to Bob Dylan and eating an unsatisfying burrito. I have to pack for Hawaii (!!!!!!!!!).

one of my newest favourite people.
I think he's beautiful.

"There's always a beer to drink, there's always a picture to take."

don't take it so seriously, and let it become your life.