Jenna's House of Idiosyncrasies Version 10.0 [Focus.]

When reading this, I realized suddenly that my hundredth post had come and gone without me even noticing. If I was still hand numbering everything it would have been a much bigger deal, but MT does it all for me now. If you are wondering, the 100th post is located here. But it's very anti-climactic, so I really wouldn't bother if I were you.

I have this quote in my e-mail sig file: "Rockstars—is there anything they *don't* know?" -Homer Simpson and it amuses me to no end that everytime I send something spell check starts up and tries to change "Rockstars" to "Jockstraps". Technology. What a hoot.

I need to pick up some web work soon. Expenses are starting to build up. Being worried about whether or not you can buy shampoo is not a problem a person wants to have. And other basic stuff: paper towels. Easy Mac.

And I really want some new clothes.

No matter. I will be so swamped with work soon I will have to start turning people away, right?

One of the things I hate about college: asking your major as a getting-to-know-you question. I don't really get what this accomplishes, seeing as how you are not a doctor or lawyer or stock broker (or in my case, starving artist) yet. Knowing someone is pre-med or business or english or whatever does not, in my experience, actually tell me a lot about thier personality. So you are good at science. Great. I'm good at making things in clay. This will help us how?

I'm probably just bitter because when you say "undeclared" lots of people act like you must be slacking off and you have no goals or something. Lots of people are really cool about it too, but explaining makes one weary anyway.

Whew. Lighten up Jenna. It has been a very long week. I forgot to mention that Will and the guys asked after me (by name!) when Tessa went to DC to see them play. That will keep me happy for weeks. I'm such a dork.

But you love it.