tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58006372012-01-20T10:40:55.657-05:00I did it for the lulz.Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13635330517161581454noreply@blogger.comBlogger671100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800637.post-11207369801379159242009-02-24T15:31:00.004-05:002009-02-24T15:41:10.722-05:00

1. I've burped less than 20 times in my life. For some reason I'm unable to do it; my esophagus won't open up properly to release the air, so it just gurgles around in my throat and can be really uncomfortable sometimes. I can't figure out what to do about it. I've never gone to the doctor, but since I can't find any answers on the Internet, I assume it's incurable :)2. Unlike 99% of the

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Tagged by silveripseity (aka Allison):1. Michael Jackson is my hero. It would take way too long to explain why, so just take my word for it :)2. I once had a llama spit directly into my mouth from over 10 ft. away. 3. I think really skinny dudes, or slightly pudgy ones, are way hotter than stereotypical "hot" guys (in general). 4. I refuse to carry even fake versions of designer purses, because I

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Well, I'm taking an SRT next week, but I'm not going with the SRT crew. I'm heading all by my lonesome down to Beafort, SC to visit my friend Chris who recently moved there from Lexington. I'm a little nervous because this will be my first time traveling a distance by myself that is longer than 180 miles (which is the Lex to Owensboro distance). So I'm going to list all the things that I'm

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I graduated. Crap :(

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I graduate in 37 days. Crap :(

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The picture to the left really has no relevance to this post at all, I just thought it could use some semi-interesting artwork towards the top. Can you tell I dyed my hair red? It's practically faded now. Anyways, I think I've discovered the key to my happiness: always have a concert to look forward to. Sure they may drain your wallet, but just immersing yourself in the atmosphere and

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I said “hey John MontgomeryYou just won’t get a fineYou’ve done everything to get a D.U.I.You’ve done your drinkin’And now you’ve gotten caught”Well I’ve never seen anyone look so direMan you’re lookin horridGuess it’s time to retireHe’s swervin’ onceSwervin’ twiceHe’s seized by the Lex-Fayette urban po’He’s blowin .6, .8, .10 I knowHe’s got whiskey on his lipsHaggard beardWild eyesAnd he’s about

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Because nobody EVER comments! damnit! If people acted like they gave a crap then maybe I would update more, but what's the use if I get zero feedback? Come on, people. This is a BLOG, not a personal diary. I want to hear what you think about what I feel is worthy enough to post about on the Internet. So here's what I'm thinking - if I can get at least 10 comments on this post, I will continue to

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Well as I predicted, this blogging thing isn't working out too well. We have been so busy that I barely have time to breathe, and whenever I had breaks over the past few days, Kinkos was closed cause of New Years and Tube strikes, so I couldn't come down here to use the Internet. But I've done a million and one things that I will conveniently list for you and will not go into any detail

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Well folks, I'm in London, all safe and sound :) As you can see, the plane didn't crash, but it was still a pretty bumpy ride. We were served two meals on the plane, but I didn't eat either of them because they kind of freaked me out. I was freezing the entire time too, maybe because the outdoor air temperature was around -74 degrees the entire time, so I guess I shouldn't complain too much.We

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Well, finals sucked. It would be really easy for me to blame my random stomach virus I was cursed with from December 10-12 on why I didn't really study for my two hard ones, but honestly, I had the capacity to do better. And as a result, I will make my first non-4.0 GPA for the first time in four semesters. Woe is me :(But the good part is, the semester is over and I can forget all about my

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November = awesomest month ever. Yeah, it was my birthday, I'm 22, Thanksgiving was cool, whatever... but yeah. I went to two Hanson concerts, one in Cincinnati and one in Milwaukee. Go ahead and laugh, get it out of your system. I'll just lay back and smile knowing that you are the fool cause you don't know what you're missing! Here are some recaps of my experiences :)!!!CINCI!!!Jena and I went

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HAPPY 4th of JULY ALL! I felt a strong urge to blog after some crazy activities that occurred during my Independence Day celebrations. Me, Cami, and her friend Kelsey traveled on down to English Park (aka "Queer Pier") in Owensboro, where the traditional fireworks extravagansa is held. What I thought was going to be a boring, rainy and disappointing evening turned into something rather

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This blog is dead. I have too many other things to do and I hate the constant "man I need to update my blog!" feeling. Plus I don't think anyone really cares either, except for maybe Camille. Sorry :( So yeah, that's it for this. If I get the urge to make another one someday, I will use my IMC skills to let everyone know. In the meantime, if you are just a psycho who likes to look at pics, you

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I bet you are sick of hearing about me being the Kennedy's book bitch. Things have been hardcorely busy, I just got back from a lovely trip in NYC, so HOPEFULLY I will be posting soon. Here is a pic to just make the blog look different. That's me! (Edited 10-29) To see some more pics of my trip, go here: http://community.webshots.com/user/jennyjenn14

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I've never been someone who has been "labeled" as anything in my entire life (well, other than "the Michael Jackson freak"). I've always tried to accomplish things that would help me get my name out there so people could actually associate me with something, but I've always fallen just a little short. Here's a few examples: - 2nd place person in the geography bee contest in 6th grade. The

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Yes, that is brown rotty stuff in there. Maybe I should buy some Drano, eh?

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I thought I was doing pretty good with the blog-updating there for a while, didn't you? I think the main reason why I never seem to update is because I feel like I'm expected to actually talk about something more interesting than what I had for dinner. Ordinarily, I can ramble on and on about anything, but for some reason I just draw blanks when it comes to blogging anymore. I guess I am trying

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In response to a comment, I will now say every possible thing I have to say about Cheetos. 1. I HATE the puffy ones! I'm not really sure why either. Probably because when I was little I saw a bunch of them floating inside my paddle boat at Diamond Lake. The sogginess made them look a lot puffier too :( 2. Chester is a freakin' poser. Hey buddy! Why don't you go run fast or something? You

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HOLY SANTA BALLS! It's update-the-blog time! ;-) Well, I am officially back in central Kentucky! I got me a job at Kennedy Book Store (and I don't know crap about discounts yet so no one ask!!), a crappy apartment, and I'm dating a UK employee. Talk about growing up! :-D But back to the crappy apartment... It's not that crappy, but it does have several annoying problems that my roommate (and

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Even though I am jobless, I haven't had much time/desire to update this. I think it's safe to say Blog o' Jenn is on hiatus. I might update again soon, but don't count on it :) Hopefully I'll start back on it as school starts and stuff. Until then lice-infested fur burgers...

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This is Tell City's infamous gas stations sign. Last night Mel and I drove to see it. It was much more glorious in person. _________________________________________________________________________________________ So I just did the most amazing thing ever! My mom isn't here which means I must fend for myself. So I decided to take on a mighty task and actually cook myself dinner. Now I'm not

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A very wonderful man died this weekend. No, I'm not referring to Ronald Reagan, but to Mr. John Winnecke. Mr. Winnecke (pronounced Win-eh-kee) was my journalism teacher at Apollo HS. I had him all four years and he was by far my most favorite teacher. Mr. Winnecke had a relationship with his students that was like unlike most student-teacher relationships. He was sweet and understanding, almost

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I bought some seeds my senior year of HS and planted them in front of my house, but they never grew. I had a little department of anger inside of me about it too. I pay money for quality seeds, and they don't even grow. It's BS. But today as I walked outside, something caught my eye. A daintly little pink flower standing alone behind our bushes (see pic above). I planted several of those

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Yes, it's true. I have made another blog. This one is still my main one, but I made an extra one just to vent my crazy frustrations (so I don't just bitch all the time on this one). I included a link on the side, but figured most people wouldn't see that, so here it is: http://blogofrustration.blogspot.com

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Well, Diana Degarmo didn't win American Idol despite the fact that she is absolutely adorable and has an amazing voice. Sure Fantasia can sing, but the sound of her voice makes me feel like I'm listening to someone scrape a fork across a chalkboard. As much as I love American Idol, I've never really been all that crazy about any of the singers EXCEPT Clay Aiken. He's the most awesome thing to

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So whenever I entered my state of complete boredom today, I decided I would go to that Quizilla.com site and take a bunch of quizzes to try and learn more about myself. Maybe I am in denial or something, but the results of these quizzes are absurd. Here are some samples: _________________________________________________________________________________________ HOW OLD IS YOUR INNER CHILD? My inner

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I've seen Shrek 2 twice in the past 2 days. It's by far one of my favorite movies, and I didn't even like the first Shrek all THAT much. I think the new character, Puss-in-Boots (see pic) is the reason why. How can anyone resist a cute, little, Spanish-speaking cat in boots? I love Puss enough to go out and buy a stuffed animal version of him and put him on display in my window or something.

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Okay, so I did something drastic. I was just sick of looking at all the blue! Plus I couldn't really sleep. I need to get my counter, comments, links, etc. still working too. My blog is gay for now :( Actually, my blog is always gay.

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I was in a very artistic (and bored) mood last night and made several of these Warhol-styled pictures. I made one of myself, of DJ, of Michael, and of course my precious Tate. I want a large poster of a professional-looking one that has the picture of Michael on the Thriller album with the four different color schemes. How awesome would that be? Well, I think my poor Jasmine is going to be

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I thought about including the picture of her face up-close where you can see mountains of acne, but its larger than this picture, and I don't want anyone to get naseous. I'm also going to type her name in this post so people who are searching for her will see this picture. Ready? Here goes! Britney Spears and ugly and acne and no makeup and smoking and whore. Her makeup artists really are

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This one particular scene was like high school all over for me. I went with my mom to see 13 Going On 30 last night. Not only was the movie a sweet, sentimental, chick-flick (which I'm naturally going to love), but it had 80's music and creative journalism ideas, since she was a magazine editor. It satisfied me cinematically, personally, and academically. But in older news... How 'bout last

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I couldn't agree with this article more. http://msnbc.msn.com/id/4649112 (sorry, I can't get the hyperlink code thing to work) People keep voting for horrible singers like John Stevens and John Peter Lewis (sorry if you guys ever happen to read this! I just have to be safe.) And the best singers out of the finalists have been ending up at the bottom. It's all because of those stupid, 13-year-old

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HAHA! Take THAT you Image Station bastards! It's crappier quality but at least its there. And its huge too, sorry. I don't know why my pictures haven't been showing up, but hopefully this one will. I hope everyone had a good spring break. DJ and I had a great time at Madeira Beach (see pic above). A little rainy, but good. But now, I am looking forward to my temporary favorite holiday: Easter

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I just posted this cause I'm bored. This is Missy. But her real name is Tate, I mean, er, Katie.

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Chuck E. Cheese, my favorite place in the entire world, abandoned me in the early 90's. I have been resentful ever since. Owensboro is the most non-economically growing city in the world that only capitalizes on all the gas the people buy to drive to Evansville. As a result, going to Chuck E. Cheese has been labeled as a major privilege for me, cause it's not something I could do just any day. It

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In 1993, my mom and I stumbled across a CD in our local music store called Meowy Christmas by the Jingle Cats. It was cheap, and we were curious, so we purchased it. It turns out, the Jingle Cats are a group of real cats that were singing all kinds of Christmas songs. It was GREAT!!! I still listen to it to this day. And little did I know, these cats are still making music and producing CDs.

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This Ernie taught me many things, such as counting and spelling, that helped me become a 4.0 kindergarten student. He taught me the basic skills a child needs to exceed in elementary school, as well as in life. Ernie did not only teach academic skills, he also taught life skills, like sharing, giving, and being a good friend. If it were not for this Ernie, I would probably not be the wonderful

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In response to previous comments about how my experiences have made me the person I am today, I feel the urge to talk about why people are the way they are. Sure, we all know that society shapes people, and all of our experiences influence us in some way. But if everyone knows this, why are people so quick to judge and question peoples' actions? I mean, if I told someone I knew that I was

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One disappointment after another is not just random misfortunes for me, it's a way of life. This could be due to the fact that I am a pessimist possibly, or maybe just because I have bad luck. I'll give you a quick run-by: Birth - My head was banged against the wall by a nurse causing a permanent bald spot on my head. 1986 - Missed Halley's Comet. Sure I was only 3, but I would have enjoyed it

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Hope everyone has a safe and merry Christmas. If you get too bored over the break, rent the movie Jack Frost (not the Michael Keaton one). It's fine holiday fun. (Edited: 12:12 am) I just now realized that the picture is of the Michael Keaton snowman. Damnit, oh well.

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I have just learned that if you type in "Michael Jackson", "Tom Sneddon", and "Dom Sheldon" in a search engine, my site is like the 25th match or something. It was the 4th about a week ago, but of course like a gazillion sites have been added due to everything that is happening. This led me to think "hmm, what if Michael himself actually searched the Internet to see what different news sites

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Bob picked Estella. So, like I said, I am dying of shock right now. I seriously think thal;dkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

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"Tom Sneddon is a cold man." This is the choral lyric from Michael Jackson's song "D.S." According to the HIStory CD booklet, he is saying Dom Sheldon. But seriously, who has the name Dom Sheldon? If you listen to the song, he is indeed saying Tom Sneddon. Who the hell is Tom Sneddon, you ask? This fucker right here. Look at him, he's the one who looks like a child molseter. Michael wrote this

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I created a new Kentucky license plate. And I honestly believe with all of my heart in the most non-sarcastic way ever that if I presented this to the official license plate selection people they would probably accept it. And all the old people in KY would be like "Oh, I just LOVE the new license plates!" WHY THE HELL DOES EVERYONE LIKE THE NEW LICENSE PLATES SO MUCH!? God, I wish we could just

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Wednesday night: the season finale of The Bachelor! Estella and Kelly Jo are going to duke it out, and I think we all know Kelly Jo's going to get the ring. If Bob picks Estella I will seriously die of shock. And even though I know he won't, I still think I should start planning my funeral just in case something crazy happens and he does.

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I just felt like sharing this information. I am in no way implying that people should become aware of my birthday and send me gifts or money. But if you did, of course it would be appreciated. And my birthday is actually November 23, not on Thanksgiving. It's usually on, or really close to Thanksgiving, but this year its not. I'll still get a turkey cake regardless though! Today marks a

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I'm a little behind on my postings, so I didn't get to announce that October 17 was DJ and I's one-year anniversary. We went and ate at Chile's and wore the same clothes that we wore a year ago to Chile's on our first date. by accident. Not really, we are just really gay like that :-D This is the only picture I have on this computer of us, so forgive me for the crappy quality. In other

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Bitch, you are OUTTA there! (That's Leeann from The Bachelor by the way)

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How freakin' GAY is it when you actually work your ass off to try and make good grades but you always-I repeat- ALWAYS, somehow get screwed? COM 252. Going GREAT. Sure the class sucks, but grade-wise I am fine. Or so I thought. Found out the teacher gave me zeros for 3 in-class assignements that I am 493% sure I participated in. She said she'd look. Do you think she'll find it? Of course she

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WTF. Something in my heart told me it really wouldn't happen. Today must be Armageddon.

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We just had quite an interesting experience here... I've done my share of calling the police whenever there is no emergency whatsoever, so I completely understand and relate to what just happened, but it still doesn't make it any less funnier :-D So Megan, my roomate, was home (as in here in Lexington) and was hanging out in her room. I had an away message up since I was away, as in OUT, so

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This is my 'ittle baby frog. His name is 'ittle Frog and I bought him in a check-out lane at Target. I didn't expect him to live longer than a week, but he's been with me for almost 2 years now! We've been through thick and thin. He's made several trips to and from Owensboro, and he puts me to sleep at night with soothing croaks.

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13635330517161581454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800637.post-1064720078378061902003-09-27T23:34:00.000-04:002003-09-27T23:34:38.030-04:00

This picture pretty much sums everything up.

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About 4 months ago I had an extremely distinct motive: to make SURE I had a job for the 2003 fall semester. I talked to people about positions that were available on campus. I asked them if they could hook me up. They said 'yes'. I went to that homosexual student employment website and filled out an application and talked with a counselor about current job opportunities. I went to an INTERVIEW,

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KaraKirtley: DAMMIT jenny update ur blog KaraKirtley: it is the highlight of my day KaraKirtley: and i havnet been highlighted since the 15th My gift is my post, and this one's for you... You all should visit Kara's site, Kentucky Character (see links). It's a non-profit organization that she started all by herself because she is amazing like that. She is beauty

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13635330517161581454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800637.post-1063682194771436082003-09-15T23:16:00.000-04:002003-09-15T23:24:29.810-04:00

Okay, so I know we're all the same in the eyes of God and stuff, but sometimes businesses can be a little too accepting when it comes to hiring people. Sorta like when Paul hired this woman named "DEE" at Heavenly Ham. She was a little on the slow side, and would label things wrong, like "tukey warps". But anway... Today DJ and I were in Pizza Hut and they totally had some schizo/retarded (I

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I completely deleted my comments section because someone decided to post something retarded targeting another reader. This is my blog and anyone is welcome to read it, so don't tell people to "go away" and that they suck. If you don't like someone, keep it between you and that person and don't announce it on my personal site. Anyone's welcome to comment, but please try to stay on track of what

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I keep having dreams that are almost realistic as this picture. Well, maybe a little more so. But the most frustrating thing in the world is to dream that I am hanging out with Michael Jackson. According to my English 102 teacher, we experience dreams and reality the same way, when it comes to our senses and stuff, so there's really no reason to say that our dreams are not reality. Because how

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According to my Anthropology 160 class, culture shock doesn't just occur when you experience life outside from your own. It can also occur when you return to your homeland after being somewhere else for a long time. For example, today Malena and I went to the KWC football game. Keep in mind, the only COLLEGE football games I have gone to are UK's and so I am accustomed to that whole huge-stadium,

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13635330517161581454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800637.post-1063423103223110752003-09-12T23:18:00.000-04:002003-09-12T23:18:23.220-04:00

I would just like to apologize for this color combination. I am currently working on it.

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Happy Osama Day! I can't believe it's been 2 years. We've captured and conquered a large percentage of Al Queda, we've gone to war to "help protect America", and we've completely reconstructed a nation for the betterment of its people. And for the future? Bush is asking Congress for $87 BILLION to further continue this "war" against terrorism. Yet we still haven't captured that Arabic Santa

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PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT: I'm back in the blog!

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