So, from way back in the day:

Bl0Od R0ses: Ahh, I feel like such a douchebag. Like--Jen Struggles With Her Sexuality. I'm a miniseries just waiting to happen, ugh.
totaLbasScasE: hey, as long as I get to play the guy who kisses you every once in a while to KEEP you questioning, and thereby keep the show on the air, I'm not complaining ( Read more... )

Things I've Determined in the Past Forty Eight Hours While Procrastinating:
-I am Michael from Queer As Folk, only with less charm and more whining.
-Dreams don't have to mean anything. I hope.
-On the off-chance that dreams do mean something, I am deeply distressed.
-No one, no one, needs to have four versions of "Baby, I love Your Way" ( Read more... )

You know when you see someone and you think, "Well, damn, that is ONE hot chick!!" but then they get closer and you realize that the girl you were scopin' is actually a fairly unattractive boy?

Yeah, I hate that. So bad.

Because I’m always up for wasting time, I let Jana talk me into doing ( this meme. . . )

Okay, so I planned to spend today in bed, angsting and sleeping and being really lame. But then I talked to my darling Kara for hours and ended up just being giddy anyway, and so I decided to make a post to remind myself of how fucking ecstatic I’m capable of feeling. So this is perhaps a selfish post for my own benefit, but there will be more ( Read more... )

More Moments In the Life of Jen ( Read more... )

It’s rough, but so was tonight, and I decided to start documenting the moments that have really shaped me. I remember Jana asking me, months ago, about The Moment That Changed My Life-here are the first three that came to mind, chronologically ( Read more... )

Because Jen and Kay said that I didn't post enough, and I could never let my gym class posse down, I present a scene from my evening, in which I am forced to suffer through senior pictures and my photographer is a rather creepy old man:

RATHER CREEPY OLD MAN: (gruff laughter) So, Jennifer, you got a boyfriend?
ME: (primly) No, boys aren't so ( Read more... )

brief update ( Read more... )

i want to be a boy, today. i want to bind my breasts so that it hurts to breathe in the unexpectedly-warm air; i want to hide all of these curves, to shove my small&shiny-nailed hands into back pockets and pin my hair up and perfect that certain slouch i so admire. i want to go far away with sarah and maria and kyle, where we can briefly become who ( Read more... )