Danke shune.

A big thank you to all of those that found the time in your day to e-mail me and laugh at my Cyclops-like condition. No, it hasn't gotten any better. Yes, continue laughing.

Changes

"Changed my mind so much I can't even trust it.
My mind changed me so much I can't even trust myself."

At least I'm consitent.

Floating on ego.
Swimming in self-indulgence.
Sinking with disdain.

paloma

a girl unraveled
like a bent-back flower, so
beautiful and tired

Under The Boardwalk...

After a lazy weekend of shopping and... well, doing nothing... Kelly and I went up to the beach in Barrie for ice cream and a walk down the boardwalk. I kept Kelly entertained as I was being swarmed by miniscule flies and laughing at people falling off their bikes and rollerblades. Since it was cold and I was wearing a skirt (I know!!! Me in a skirt!), we headed off to the boys' house where we imposed upon Chris and Mike for a while. After that, Theresa showed up since she was home for the weekend and we went out for a drink and to chat for a while. Good times!

However, this morning I woke up and my right eyeball is incredibly swollen. What happened? Am I turning into a Cyclops??

Jenna's Quote du Jour

"Men are like dogs. The ones that you don't like, they smell bad, they're ugly, THOSE are the ones that follow you around. Then they try to lick you and hump your leg."

A Red Letter Day

"Admit you love me and you always did".

And the beat goes on...

I would like to make friends with folk who don't reside in my head. I'm sorry Elio, but it is time to branch out.

Puppy Love.

Dashing to pick up Kelly when she got off work to head up North to the bevvy of boys, I'm late and I'm jogging and... I run into Josh's parents. Two weeks ago, and since then I've started slipping Josh's name into conversation now and then. Looking at gift he bought for me and giggling at our inside jokes. The one surefire way to get him to stop pouting. (No, not THAT!). I miss him. I was talking to my mother the other day, and she said that when I'm old and married, I'll always look back on Josh as my 'first love'. I argued with her, and denied it as best as I could. But it's true.

Somedays...

just crossing the street, it's almost heroic.

'Today I skated across the ice.'

I've decided to do some massive spring cleaning. Almost everything that I haven't used since I went to University is getting pitched. However, my great plan has a weak spot. My mother, who has recently told me that I'm cold and heartless. She has me putting all of my garbage in a pile, so that she can dig through and salvage anything that she deems to be of emotional value. As a result, she now owns sticker books and a variety of skating badges and ribbons.

Wake-Up Call

I have no energy. I have soooo many things to do before the end of July when I move and I just don't have the energy. Work is tiring. I come home and watch 'The Hogan Family' and whatever reality TV is on that night. And perhaps go to Barrie if it's the weekend. Can someone please get me off my ass?

Simplification would be nice.

Determined to hit the bar at least once during the long weekend, Kelly, Eric (previously mentioned firefighter) and I headed up to Barrie. We picked up Leslie and went to Shane's work for a while for drinks. Shane finally got off and we waited around the house for a while until his friend got there, then we tried to go to the 55 Special, cougar bar extraordinaire. Although the boys were looking forward to cougar hunting, alas, the bar was closed. We recovered fast and headed to The Roxxx. Wasn't a bad time, lots of guys, ran into Brendan and Wayne. I'm getting to know people at the bars in Barrie, imagine that! The guys walking around in garbage bags were slightly odd, especially the hot one with the Von Dutch hat. Got back late and I woke Mike up for some fun and to sleep with him.

So here's my issue. For those of you following my activity with this group of guys, Mike was first. Then I went for Eric, then went back to Mike. Stayed with Mike for a while, then went for Steve. And does Kirk count? Then back to Steve again. Plus, randomly insert Mike in there. And now... Well there's still Steve, Mike and now I think Eric's hot again. Oh dear. At least I'm rotating between the same guys. I'm indecisive, so in the meantime, I shall have it all!

Boo-urns.

Well, the plan for tonight was to hooch it up with the girls at Devil's Martini in Toronto. Unfortunately, due to flood-like conditions, I am instead sitting around in my pyjamas and catching up on everyone's blogs. Humph.

Welcome to the Land of the Employed.

So my boss drops in as I'm watching American Idol and sucking on a Popsicle and asks me if I can start working tomorrow. Oh yah, she also mentions that she has given me a raise.

Oprah's Book Club

Still debating the Steve thing. I mean, he's sooo much like Josh now that I think about it. I might as well go back to Josh. At least he doesn't live and Waubaushene, and hey, my number wouldn't go up!

Dropped off resumes today and ran into a hunky boy at Chapter's. Mmm! He was complaining that it demasculated books when they have a huge 'Oprah's Book Club' sticker on them. So I figure he actually either reads books, or is just at Chapter's trying to pick up a studious chick. Either one works for me. And yah, I spied out the window when he was leaving and he drives a Mustang!!! More to follow on this one, he invited me to the bar on Thursday.

Penetanguishene? Guavasheen? Guabashene? Oooh... Waubaushene.

So yesterday Kelly and I decide to give up our prissy attitudes and go to Waubaushene for a bonfire. Please bear in mind the type of girly high-maintenance people we are. So after a LONG drive (half hour from Barrie, my ass!), a stop at Mc D's and a makeup stop at Sunoco (you knew it was going to happen), we got lost. Also bear in mind that Kelly is the paranoid type who doesn't like to be the only car driving on an empty road in the middle of the night. At one point, I was driving and she started randomly shrieking; I nearly crashed. Turns out the roadkill at the side of the road was still half-alive. She kept insisting we lock the doors and didn't want to stop or slow down at any point. She insisted that we were going to end up hog-tied and that, 'We don't want to know what they do to foreigners up there!'. All of the guys that we'd talked to insisted that we couldn't miss the house, turns out we did. Got there eventually, finally convinced Kelly to get out of the car then pointed out the scenary for her ('Doesn't that look like the tree that the first victim was hanging from, y'know the gutted one, in 'Scream'?') Stepped in a puddle, almost into a volleyball net and finally made it to the fire. Steve is adorable. If you compliment his enormous dimples, he gets embarassed which means he smiles more, making the dimples even bigger. Really, really cute.

Bzzz...

Since my parents left, insects have swarmed my house in the style of 'Birds'. It's very Hitchcockesque. But don't you worry about me, I have my weapon. Raid. One blast of Raid, they're twitching and writhing in pain before death settles in. I know I'm sick, but I don't like insects.

I love boys so much...

FACT: I don't think I'll be hugging my pillow at night while I sleep much longer. Not because I worked up the nerve to ask out the chick who works at Best Buy or because the girls in my would-be love life traded in huge knockers for brains... I just get the feeling my pillow wants to "just be friends."

-Pez

Hmm...

The only thing worse than being a bore is being a fake. If something is empty, it's empty and you know it's empty. But if it's hollow, and looks solid . . . Then you're dealing with emptiness AND a lie.

Bling Bling

So, I'm using that Crest Whitening stuff on my teeth. It was on sale, and lord knows I'll try anything once. You just brush your teeth, dry them (yah, that's weird) and then brush this stuff on. But your lips can't touch your teeth for a minute afterwards so I have one minute, twice a day, where I get to do this really sexy snarl slash retarded look. I want my teeth to glow in the dark, that would be cool.

Bienvenido a mi casa!

In other newsworthy news, I now have a house in Mexico. I love that. It makes everything a little more real and a little closer. 'Yah, I have a place down in Guadalajara.' LOVE IT!

'I'm not drunk if I can Riverdance!' *CRASH!*

Wow wow wow... Well, I had to abandon my plans yesterday when my uncle called and asked me to drive him around to the hospital for an appointment. I spent the day with him, running around and then went to his place to say hi to my cousin. My cousin is bearing a striking resemblance to Jesus these days and kept offering me weed. Also, has volunteered to fund a peyote experience in Mexico for the two of us. Interesting.

I was hoping to go out with Linz at night but ended up with a call from Kelly. 'Get ready, get ready, get ready! We're going to Barrie and Steve will be there, pick you up in half hour!'. I'm not good at getting dressed in a rush. And it's difficult when there are remnants of dead-crunchy-fanged insect still on washroom floor that you're trying to avoid.

It was Andre's going away party and he got appropriately ripped. The highlight of the night was him standing in the middle of this tiny room with about 20 people in it and going 'I'm not drunk if I can Riverdance!' He did a little jig, fell face forward into the wall, tried to save it by putting his hand out but put his hand on a poster which ripped. And then... slid face first down the wall and couldn't get up. Either that or eating the peppers in the Inferno vodka bottle.

Steve... Well, I'm dumb. I thought he was going to be there all night, so I didn't really talk to him much. Turns out he wasn't and was gone by midnight. Oops! Might go to his place Saturday.

Went to The Queens, Danielle left early and Shane and Andre left soon afterwards as Andre was seriously ill. Probably due in part to the vodka soaked hot peppers. I decided to make it a tequila night. Honestly, how am I going to survive Mexico. From what I remember, it was good. I don't remember much. Woke up in strange boys room with Matt going, 'Shhh, go back to sleep! I'm not here! This is just a dream!'. Apparently I stole Chris' bed for the night. Hehe! Go downstairs and see beloved Chris and Mike on the couches... As Kelly and Lisa had stolen Mike's bed. Made the boys breakfast in bed, went back to bed with Kelly and eventually found my way home.

Don't ask.

I adopted a cute lil' fairy fetus
from Fetusmart! Hooray fetus!

*Crunch!*

K, this is gonna be a really sad post. Not like depressing-sad, more like Jenna-you-are-such-a-girl-sad. So I was in the washroom yesterday when I noticed a giant bug on the wall. Black with wings, and I swear it had fangs. Well, some sort of pinching device at the least. Being self-sufficient, I shimmy up against the far wall and escape the washroom. Grab the 'Raid' insect killer and charge back in like the super hero that I am. Blasted the insect. Not sure if it died from the poison or simply drowned. Got the shivers and tore apart my bed before I went to sleep to make sure that the insect's brother was not coming to attack me for revenge. This morning, I look at dead insect on the floor. I make note of it's position, so as to avoid it, as I am surely not touching it or moving it. Spray some more 'Raid' on it for good luck. Y'never know! So later on, I'm in the washroom and I'm doing my hair in the mirror, take a step forward and *CRUNCH*. Yes. The insect. I do a huge gasp, start shrieking and rubbing my foot on the carpet so as to remove bug juice. Have another shower, exfoliate my foot and then rub it with hand sanitizer when I get out. I cancelled my plans for the day, as I am still traumatized. It CRUNCHED folks! Ugh... And no, I still haven't moved it.

'Holy Jeepers!'

When my parents left town on Friday, I decided to have a mini-celebration. First off, Kelly and I went shopping down in Richmond Hill. When we got back to the car, it wouldn't start. The engine wouldn't turn over, however the radio worked. Thankfully Daddy got me CAA because he knows I'm useless with my car. So they showed up, checked the battery, said it was fine. Then the guy got in the car to try to turn it on. Voila, it works. 'I swear it didn't do that before!'. They warned me that if I turned off the car, I might not be able to get it started again, so I drove it straight to the Nissan dealership. I explained what was wrong, and they checked it out. They came back to doublecheck what I said, as they saw absolutely nothing wrong with the car. The car is trying to make me look like an idiot. Turns out it's a flat spot on the starter, very very expensive, but doesn't need to be replaced right away. Hopefully it will last until I give the car to my sister. LOL!

Night is definately a Barrie night. Kelly comes over and is doing my hair when she's too afraid to call Kevin. So being amazing like I am, I take the phone. I THOUGHT it was his father that answered so when he asked who was speaking, I said 'Kelly', as I was pretending to be her. No, no, it was Rob. So I talked to him for a while as Kelly, he told me that Steve really liked my friend (being me) and then Kevin got on the phone so I tossed the phone in Kelly's face. Hilarity. We headed up with Danielle and Lisa, rrreeeaaalllyy really sweet girls, and hysterical. There were about twenty guys at the house when we got there and only one girl, so things worked out well for us. Never get the new cooler, Lime Alive. Though low-carb, it's sick. After having Kirk volunteer to whip it out ('You guys might be worried, but I'm not, let's go!') and laughing at Lisa ('Isn't Foundations that black bar?' 'Do you mean like it's painted black?') the girls and I headed to the bar in Mike's Jeep with Lisa going on about how hot the Jeep was.

We ended up at The Roxxx again, which apparently isn't very busy on a Friday but there were three DJ's spinning, which was kinda cool. I was wearing an uber-low cut shirt that I'd bought earlier that day so Kelly was dragging me around to get us free drinks. Got a LOT. We headed back to the house after last call, Danielle and I laying on top of the laps of six other guys in a car. Cozy. So as a slight re-cap... Kirk is really cute. Really cute. And funny, and he likes me. And he may or may not have my phone number now. *Wink!* Rob is a god. I'm sorry. But Steve...

I really really really really really like Steve. That's a lot of really's. I'm totally not his type and vice-versa. I call it Redneck meets Princess. But it works. I'm not going to fill this up with Steve stories cuz you'll get bored. K, maybe one. When he woke up in the morning, I was already awake. He had this one moment of 'Where am I?' confusion, saw me and then goes 'Aw, hey you!' with a huge smile and a kiss on the forehead. Followed by more kissing. And more... I think Kelly's sick of me talking about him already, and soon you will be too!

Haiku du Jour. Re: Job Hunting

I feel despondant
While the hours slowly pass
Searching to no end

Froster.

Ok, I'm sure you'll remember me raving about Frosty. I am now prepared to eat my words. I'm a bit apprehensive about posting this, because he's the type of person that will find this. Yes, he is cute. Very cute. That's all I'm going to say. I think he's going to ask me to marry him at any point. I kid you not.

razzorr

i'm torn between nursing a disappearing scar, almost gone. taking a clean sharp razor-blade, making a fresh incision right along the old one.

Oh I forgot to finish...

Part III- Morning

After waking up with Mike ridiculously close to me, I sat around for a while then finally got up. Kelly and I laughed hysterically at Andre for a while. He's such a great guy, shame he's heading out to Puerto Rico next week for spring training for soccer. Did I mention he was hot? He was chatty this morning, my favorite was when Shane's alarm clock for going off for like an hour and Andre kept talking with stories of Rolex's, The Restaurant, his hair product ("Have you seen a black travel bag? It has my product in it. I can't find it. My product is a part of me.") and other randomness. "What's this song again, Shane? Good beat, man. Yo, turn this up. This is going to be in my head all day. What's this called? 'Annoying Beep'?" Not to mention the shower dance. Mike woke up late for work and we hassled Shane for a while and discussed Alex who had gone missing. Later on, we met up with Leslie and her sister for breakfast. Leslie is hysterical. Quotes include "Yah, I 'had' this guy in the bathroom in Montreal when..." or my favorite, "I was talking to my bartender... Oh wait, I meant 'landlord', not 'bartender'." I'm sure I"ll be seeing more of her this summer.

So overall, a great night and morning to finish off my shitty day. I was completely exhausted with a pounding pain in my eyeball this morning, but worth it. Oh yah, Linz, I can never get a hold of you! Call me!

It's gonna be a good summer...

Oh so much happened in one day... It can be divided into two parts, day and night.

Part I- Day

First day of my new job, selling fine chocolates in Markham. Cool, all I can eat and I'm getting paid 10$ an hour to be around chocolate. However, creepy coworker... Ugh. He was this 18 year old Persian who entertained me with stories of his jail time, his participation in gang wars and other such battles, all the while scratching his crotch due to some sort of crotch rot. When he ran out of thugging stories, he started listing off his friends that he wanted to set me up with, and made dates for the next two months with me. Made an ridiculous amount of attempts to grope me and questioned me about my sexual history. ('Has anybody ever cummed on your titties?') Yah, charming. The youth of today. So I just put up with it after telling him all about my serious boyfriend slash fiance and called my new boss that night and quit. You couldn't pay me enough!

Part II- Night

Although exhausted from being on my feet for eight and a half hours, when I found out that the firefighter was going up to Barrie, I called Kelly up and confirmed that yes, we no longer had an option and were going up to Barrie. We braved the torrential rains, had some really embarassing incidences in front of the guys' house and went in to start drinking with them. Kelly felt the need to catch up to their drunkeness so we had the mickey in one drink each. Strong! We headed out to the bar but no one really wanted to drive or pay for a cab, so seven of us piled in Kevin's two-door Mustang, and left the rest of the guys to figure things out for themselves. After Eric's drunken hilarity ('If we get pulled over by the cops right now, my name is Waikiki... Or Jamal.'), we start pulling into the parking lot where there's two black guys crossing the road. With the windows open, Eric starts yelling 'WATCH OUT FOR THE BROTHERS! CAREFUL JAMAL!'. Hysterical... I spent the ride on my guys lap, who I called My-Seat for the rest of the night. The Roxxx was tons of fun, I really like that bar despite the horrible DJ, and more of the guys showed up. We got relatively drunk, and matters weren't helped when I claimed one of the guys' cigars and proceeded to smoke almost all of it. Yum. Ended up getting cozy with My-Seat (couldn't remember the boy's name) and headed back to the house. Kelly had some adventures with Mc D's and Eric and I... LOL, I honestly don't know what I was doing. So anyways, I've got a crush. On My-Seat. Real name Steve. Dimples, gorgeous eyes, so cute, so sweet... Yah. We'll see how that goes. Apparently we have a date this week. Thanks, Kelly! Really, really shy. How cute is this though, he was just standing there smiling at me for a while so finally I asked him 'What are you smiling about?'. His answer? 'I'm smiling because you're smiling.' Say it all together now, AWWWW!!! Him and Kevin headed home and Alex disappeared after going home with some girl from the bar. After being evicted from Shane's bed by Kelly, I went upstairs and slept with Eric for a bit. Someone came into the room, I thought it was Kelly so I gave them the finger. A very entertained Mike started laughing at me and told me to come to his bed with him instead of suffering on the couch.