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

Random guy walks up to me at the Bain Mattox show at Tasty World. I notice he's wearing a hat that I own, but he's otherwise completely unfamiliar to me.

“Hey! Is your sister here?”

“Yeah, she's close to the front.” I point to where my sister is standing with her friend watching the show.

“Where?”

“Right there, in the turquoise.”

“Oh, cool!”

He stands next to me for a couple of minutes, facing the stage. I'm little intoxicated, and I start to blame my drunk memory on not remembering this guy, but I realize that he doesn't even look slightly familiar. I screw up a little courage and turn to him.

“I'm sorry, do I know you from somewhere?”

“No, no, I just recognize you from myspace.”

He was even serious.

***

I'm at my bar enjoying a delicious beverage. My friend is at my left, his coworker is at my right. The coworker is quite rotund, wearing a shirt that says, ‘When you masturbate, God kills a kitten.’, keeps proclaiming loudly to the whole bar that someone should help him lose his virginity tonight, and has had one—count it, one—Smirnoff Ice. He has the social skills of a home-schooled kid except without the helpful element of shyness. He and I are not getting along, although I'm sure that would be a surprise to him. He thinks he can woo me, and attempts to work his game, giving me a smooth line that he's probably been waiting to use on someone for weeks.

He turns to me, unprovoked, and says with utmost sincerity, “You know what? Even though I haven't been drinking, you're still really cute.”

He looks at me expectantly, wondering why I'm not falling into his arms or at least blushing and giggling like a school girl. I don't even blink. After the half an hour or so I had already spent with the coworker, this comment just seemed par for the course.

My friend on my other side hadn't heard any of this due to the volume of the noise in the bar, so I turned and relayed it to him, scoffing. We then laughed together, manically as we are wont to do, and the coworker just sat, bewildered.

“What did I say?”

Animals: 2 cats and my doggy all in Winder, my hometown

Best Friend(s): Sarah, Heather, Maggie, Gumby, Sam, Milton, JJ, Melissa, to name a few. I can't really call them all out I'll forget somebody and all hell will break loose.

Cohabitants: Dayana, my roommate for just one more week.

Desire(s): Get into art school, to get back in touch with an aforementioned "best friend", to lose weight, to read lots, and to make lotsa money. And to always be honest. Haha.

Eye Color: Way-bluer-than-yours blue

Favourite Foods: Pizza, maraschino cherries (I eat them like candy), cream soda, iced lattes.

Games: Dictionary Dabble, Chess, Trivial Pursuit, Starwars Monopoly. It is really way cooler than regular Monopoly.

Habits: Journaling, biting my nails, wearing headphones everywhere everytime I leave the house, complusively designing, plus sleeping, eating, drinking, showering and walking.

Interests: Web design, singing, cooking, music, live music, musicians.

Job: Full-time student, Part time web author, web designer, and live music venue techie

Kitchen...wonder or blunder? I love to cook. I wish my parent's kitchen was bigger though.

Languages: English, plus remnants of french and italian, but nothing really useful

Most valued possession: My artwork, or my CD collection. Tough choice.

Name (named after?): The official story until about 2 years ago was that Jenna is a mutation of my maternal grandmother's name, Jeanette. But my father used to be a huge comic book geek and swears than Jenna is actually Conan the Barbarian's girlfriend in comic #11. I myself have never researched it.

Outfit you love: Dirty-brown tinted jeans, camel-colored shirt with v-neck and johnny collar.

Pizza toppings: Pepperoni, or Hawaiian.

Question asked to you the most: "Why do you look like that?" Haha. I kid. It's probably "How do you make a website?"

Relationship: Argh. None.

Sport to watch: Soccer. and Snowboarding.

Television show(s): Buffy/Angel, Scrubs, 24, ER, The Simpsons, Malcolm in the Middle, Boston Public, Law and Order, X-Files reruns

Unsavory characteristic: I'm lazy as hell, mostly if I'm putting off something if I don't want to do. Also, I am very stubborn in my convictions. I get that from my father. The two of us butt heads a whole lot.

Video: Collection of Thing-a-ma-bobs, by far. Edited by Sarah Tollerson, master film maker.

Webpage: I can't pick just one, c'mon. Silliness.

Xylophone (or other instrument): When I was a kid I played clarinet in band. I would still like to learn how to play piano bt I have no time.

Year born: 1983

Zodiac Sign: Pisces Read More »

From the AIM room “one oh six west orgy”: Read More »

It's not because I have a lot of time on my hands.

It's because PHP is driving me, literally, up the wall.

To relieve stress we now have likenesses of “my people”:
Sarah Shawn

Courtney Milton

Jessica Will

Sam Steve

This is not an exact science, okay? Just for fun.

I'm so happy I actually got tired of that. I don't have to worry about getting addicted to it then. :)

I tried taking all instances of the upload out of the PHP scripts and it still doesn't work, so something else is afoot... that's what is driving my mad. I can't find it and niether can the fine people at Site Point.

I have like 2 weeks to get this whole stupid thing running. I'm disliking my “job” very much right now.

I'm on too much caffiene and too little fun. Plus I miss certain people. But that doesn't really have anything to do with the job.

Yeah.

Anyway, move along. Nothing to see here folks.

Tonight at 106 West Purple Stain (a local Winder favorite) played one final show. Purple Stain is like contempory christian set to funky porn background music, occasionally broken up by hard rock and bad rap. Yeah.

Milton and I exchanged these comments on a pad of paper:

Jenna: “Damn Jesus Music.”

Milton: “Jesus + Rapping White Boy + Hardcore Porn Music = Purple Stain”

Jenna: “Jesse = such a whore”

Milton: “Good thing this is a reunion or it might just be sad.”

But the absolute best one was out loud: Read More »