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

All my roommates are asleep.

This was weird to realize just after midnight on a Saturday, so I turned off the DVD I was watching, walked downstairs and trolled around the city for half an hour. The weather is mostly just great, but now that it has finally warmed just a little, I find myself longing for the hot tropical blanket of humidity that settles over Georgia in the summer. A Southerner through and through, that's what I love most about living here.

Of course, come July, I'll outwardly complain and turn up the AC, just like everyone else.

I've seen a lot of shows in the past few days—Bain Mattox, Borrowed Angels, Hector the Hero, and Tin Cup Prophette. All of these bands share members, some pulled right out of Jump. Sometimes it kinda felt like a Charleston invasion. In a good way.

These are all bands everyone should actively persue. In the bridge of the song Blackwater, Cary Ann (the sexy front woman for the Borrowed Angels) sings “I love you” in a way that makes me wish that I could somehow have a romantic relationship with her just so someone could sing “I love you” to me that way.

Unfourtunately, although I can't speak for Miss Cary Ann, I am hopelessly and unquestionably heterosexual. Ah well. Someday I will find a young man who can sing to me that way. Hopefully someday soon.