Jenna's House of Idiosyncrasies Version 9.0 // Critical Darling, Commercial Flop

Geek talk with CB; lunch with Mom and Dad, because they think everything I say is hilarious and they make me feel like a standup comic; Hot Kathy (Demo) by Apes & Androids; EveryTopicInTheUniverseExceptChickens.com; Defaced; the photos of Franca Alejandra (warning: some are NSFW);The Scissor Sisters on Passions (which you've got to admit is just fucking weird; twitter (like having an AIM "away" message without the annoyance of actually using IM of any kind); “You move Smoothly!: Cute five-year old breaks out moves, kicks out jams, etc.” Let My People Come, The Musical; “Slab City. Several hundred people spontaneously built a city on desert land that was owned by the government, and continued to occupy it for decades despite the absence of any services that are taken for granted in civilization, such as water, power, gas, sewage, garbage, phone, postal or governmental authority.”

I almost joined face party today, until I realized I need another internet profile like I need a hole in my head.

That is, to say, not at all.

Webmonkey—the phenomenon that shaped my early teen years, as well as the reason I have a job today—is going under.

I can't get my site to work in Firefox and it's driving me completely mad.

Despite my best efforts I was still late for work today.

I listened to I didn't understand by Elliott Smith all morning. It has no instruments and is mostly just choral and kind of mournful. I projected onto it, and it kept me from freaking out.

there's nothing here that you'll miss
I can guarantee you this is a cloud of smoke
trying to occupy space
what a fucking joke
what a fucking joke
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Streaming video, pictures of cool cities around the world, and even jokes and Santa craziness.

Track Santa himself at noradsanta.org.

I feel like a little kid again.

I attended candlelight service with my family tonight, to make my momma happy. As an agnostic I could have done without the massive amounts of Protestant guilt, the claim that without religion Christmas becomes strictly materalist, and better keys for the hymns, but I got through it without getting up and walking out on the sermon like I was oh-so-tempted to do, so I'm very proud of myself.

But my favorite quote of the evening:

< A man speaking to some children, cheerily: >

Man {note, still very cheerily}: "Well you know, its not your birthday, it's Jesus's birthday, so you might not get anything."

Was he trying to make them cry? Geez.

I had an otherwise funky day but Kirbys heal all wounds. I love my Kirbys.

Finally some Jump, Little Children Christmas cheer for you.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all, a good night.

So cheesy.

As promised, the internet has given me the ability to be a master digital archivist of my life. Sounds like a bad hp commercial.

Anyway.

106 West's Annual Christmas program, Saturday, December 14th, 2002. Me performing 2 songs:

Joni Mitchell's River: MP3 Audio | Streaming Video

Christmas Blues: MP3 Audio | Streaming Video

I'll be here all week! Tip your servers. Thank you and goodnight.

My new favorite song is Jump, Little Children's Broken Heart's Education. The lyrics can be found here.

It's so sexy. Especially the harmonica part. Yum.

So what's up with the quiet lately? For awhile there my readers just couldn't stop commenting, and then suddenly, nothing for days.

Don't you love me anymore?

Time for Rock 'n' Roll History. Later my pretties.

Ha!

But yeah, I'm expanding my horizons... downloading songs in Arabic, and working on my pronunciation (“Yoam Wara Yoam” means “Day After Day”), and learning to write my name in Arabic!

Check it out! Click Here. (Note that Arabic is written right to left.) My name looks so super cool, and Jenna means “Heaven” in that language. Finally! Something.

My roommate Diana/Dayana rocks. You should all send her presents. She is responsible for all of this. Yey!

Back to whatever boring American activity you were engaged in. MUHAHA.