the wonderful world of jengy

a little insight into the complex, iron deficient, teeny mind of mine

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Thursday, December 25, 2003

Happy Holidays, but I got to say, if I'm strictly nondenominational, I'd be pissed that everything is closed today and I can't go about my business as usual because of the birth of someone else's god (without the capital letters because it's in that context).

So I'm here with my pancit & coffee (nice combo, eh?) watching the Disney Christmas Parade on ABC & I want to look like one of the Disney princesses so I could go to Disneyland and sit on a float with some princely looking fella and wave to the populace. It's the closest you'll be to being recognized as royalty in this non monarchial country of ours.

Tricia's was funn last night. "Old" shows rock. So do naked cowboys and ice cream cake. Once again, a classic combination.

Hmm. I don't remember what else. Look @ Miss America with her Burberry scarf. Rascal Flats are going to perform! CoOL!

The Kings are playing the Mavs tonight!!! =D I'm excited. So Jami, where are the Mavs from again?? LOL.

OK so yes everyone have happy holidays... Tricia I want more apple cider.

Tuesday, December 23, 2003

Operation stay busy continued successfully today. Yay. 12 more days...

Went out with Tricia & Deanna & broke my rule about visiting malls before Christmas. I realize how I see more people I know now than I ever did before... Cookies are great.

Costco was worse than the mall.

I'm excited for tomorrow night. Yay, people.

Yay for old TV shows... "old" meaning about when I was five. Or so. Actually it first came out when I was two. But I enjoyed it through I was eight or nine? Yes. Full House was really a lesson about a broken family but then not. How politically correct.

I'm not sure what I'm saying now. Tricia rubbed off on me. Watch, someone's going to cut & paste that & mess up the context in which it was said. HA.

Sunday, December 21, 2003

Monotone type entry ahead. Please don't let it get you down... so you don't have to read it, just in case you get mad that it gets you down once you do.

Thinking is dangerous. That's why I do too much of it. Danger is my middle name.

Thinking about... people mostly. Past relationships. Not just romantic relationships, just... relationships. Friendships. Past relationships. Not sad they existed... no regrets...

Drama (no matter what my roommate says) is bad. Negativity is bad. Change is... inevitable.

Doesn't it suck when peoples' personalities change for the worse? Especially when it's specifically for someone... but not if you think that you'll be a better person because of it... because people need to progress.. can't be stuck in the selfish spoiled rut forever...

If anyone thinks I'm targeting them in this blog... one, it's my own fault for writing it... two, it's their own fault for taking it the wrong way & letting themselves feel that way so easily... three, if you knew me & talked to me, you'd understand all this, so please don't think that you do.

Cooking. Baking. No soda. Cats.

I miss the simple calling just to say hi and see what you're doing phone calls. From the bf in particular (altho if you think I'm targeting you, that phone call would most likely be quite welcome).

I wish it was January 4th already. I want to skip Christmas because I feel a little undeserving & a little misunderstood.

The sprinkles I spoke of yesterday are responsible for my sore toes. Glass jars don't break if they fall on your foot, did you know that? I do.