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Well behaved women rarely make history . . .
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Well behaved women rarely make history . . . Full of Witty Bitterness Since 2003. May 22nd, 2009. I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva. I am not the type of girl who has planned out her wedding since she was 5-years-old. In fact, weddings make me nervous. Especially the thought of mine. All the planning, all the details, all the inevitable fights with my mother. All for one day. Just one big party. That's a lot of work. Brian and Eileen's Wedding Music Video. Actual serious plans for the ceremony?
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Well behaved women rarely make history . . .
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Well behaved women rarely make history . . . Full of Witty Bitterness Since 2003. Sep 30th, 2009. Dad: Jeni, what are you working on right now? Jeni: At the moment? I'm scratching off a lottery ticket Liz gave me for my birthday. Dad: Good to see you're working hard. Dad: Also, it's not your birthday. Dad: Also, it's not October. Dad: I want you to show me what you got done on the script yesterday. We are going to fall behind if we don't keep making progress. Jeni: I didn't win. Get back to work. Usually...
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And the card attached would say, thank you for being a friend - Well behaved women rarely make history . . .
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Well behaved women rarely make history . . . Full of Witty Bitterness Since 2003. And the card attached would say, thank you for being a friend. Conversation that happened this morning via Facebook Chat and Facebook Wall posts with my best friend since 7th grade, entitled:. May 14th, 2009 AKA Poop ’09, Stars, and Other Revelations on Life. What happened with penny? Did she get into something? Dogs are such a pain in the ass. When Gidget has the runs I feed her rice. It helps bulk up their stool. He also ...
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I deserve a gold star - Well behaved women rarely make history . . .
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Well behaved women rarely make history . . . Full of Witty Bitterness Since 2003. I deserve a gold star. And then I noticed something. When I let them out back they both sprinted towards the very far end of the yard. They'd never done that before. Huh? Usually they like to be near me or chill out in the screen in porch because, oh, they are spoiled. And hey, what are they chewing on back there? Hmm, seems okay. Especially not Olive, otherwise known as the dog who gets confused by doorways.
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Well behaved women rarely make history . . .
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Well behaved women rarely make history . . . Full of Witty Bitterness Since 2003. May 22nd, 2009. I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva. I am not the type of girl who has planned out her wedding since she was 5-years-old. In fact, weddings make me nervous. Especially the thought of mine. All the planning, all the details, all the inevitable fights with my mother. All for one day. Just one big party. That's a lot of work. Brian and Eileen's Wedding Music Video. Actual serious plans for the ceremony?
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Walter Come Sunday: I'm so full of crazy
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Bless you, readers. Bleaders. Wednesday, September 08, 2004. I'm so full of crazy. Check out how weird this is: I keep checking my own blog to see if I've updated. Creepy. Update coming soon. Really. Like, in less than twelve hours. Get excited. Posted by humanbecoming at 3:43 PM. View my complete profile. Oh the times they are a-changin. Summer time and the livin is easy. Somebody get me a drink. Aint it a fine life. And you know he wants you to. Wait a minute, whos flying the plane? The book of ratings.
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Walter Come Sunday: 09/01/2003 - 10/01/2003
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Bless you, readers. Bleaders. Thursday, September 25, 2003. Words, they climb all over you. So the other night (last Friday, to be specific) I went to a party. This is not something I do frequently and almost never something I enjoy, and certainly the last. I promise, this is supposed to be an entry about spiritual enlightenment. Bear with me, people, I'm almost there. That baby. Anyhow. Booty was stolen, plunder was squandered, a great time was had by all. A few minutes later "A" was ralphing Hot Zone.
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Walter Come Sunday: 04/01/2004 - 05/01/2004
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Bless you, readers. Bleaders. Wednesday, April 28, 2004. Blog-Tracking May Gain Ground Among U.S. Intelligence Officials (Yahoo! Well, maybe the government will give me tips on my emerging writing style. Posted by humanbecoming at 10:46 AM. Monday, April 26, 2004. I'm fucking dying here! I just saw Reservoir Dogs. Posted by humanbecoming at 12:52 PM. Thursday, April 22, 2004. Je ne travail pas. Nifty site. Man. Oh well. Posted by humanbecoming at 5:55 PM. Wednesday, April 21, 2004. I'm back, bitches.
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Walter Come Sunday: 12/01/2003 - 01/01/2004
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Bless you, readers. Bleaders. Saturday, December 06, 2003. It's all in your mind. My beautiful roommates surprised me with tickets to see CATS on my birthday, so I have finally seen it and can stop lamenting how the theatre gods are against me. I realize that sounds ridiculous to everybody else, but the fact that I've constantly been thwarted when I try to see that show has become a big symbolic milestone for me, and now it's finally past. Anyway. Posted by humanbecoming at 11:42 AM. No news is good news.
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Walter Come Sunday: 02/01/2003 - 03/01/2003
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Bless you, readers. Bleaders. Friday, February 21, 2003. Mrs Hargreaves is resting right now, and she musn't be disturbed! Way That's okay, I'm going with it. Anyway, I had meant to dye my hair bright red as well, but talked myself out of it when I realized that the shade I bought was in fact not 'Spotlight Red' but 'Stoplight Red.' I find this a very unnerving name for a hair color, don't you? And God knows there'll be mishaps. Posted by humanbecoming at 3:33 PM. Thursday, February 20, 2003. So I wrote ...