I gave my boyfriend the address to access this thing. But you know what? I refuse to censor myself!
Sorry, honey. One false move and it's going on here.
;) Just kidding. Maybe.
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If I was made of fruit, I might look like this.
If I was made of fruit, I might look like this.
About Me
- Jenny
- I crack myself up on a regular basis. Sometimes others laugh with me, sometimes at me. I'm cool with both.
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2008
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April
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- A letter to my stockings.
- It's really been a year??
- Unless you have a vision problem...
- Isn't that YOUR job?
- I need to branch out.
- Warning to anyone selling BB or pellet guns.
- What's a girl to do?
- I'm practically old! Ok, not really...
- I must be nuts.
- With one shoe on and one shoe off...
- Third Graders...the new Children of the Corn?
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April
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Things that make me cringe.
- How quickly the charge on blackberry depletes.
- When someone tells me, "You weren't fat, you were "heavy." Oh! I beg to differ. You know it and I know it. So, let's not kid ourselves.
- My hair. All the time.
- Celebrities with millions who LIE about donating to charity.
- People with no manners.
- Being called Jennifer.
- Things emblazoned with logos everywhere. Tres tacky.
- Seeing someone wearing a jean jacket with jeans.
- Socks with sandals. Just don't do it.
Sites I'd be bored off my ass without.
Welcome to my blog. May I offer you something to drink?
Well, get it your own damn self. This is my space to write whatever the hell I want and whenever I want. You don't like it? Don't let the door hit you on the way out.
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