Nietzsche kNew Nothing

:: Nietzsche kNew Nothing ::

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:: Thursday, October 31, 2002 ::

Well, I'm off to Barcelona on Saturday and probably won't be updating. I have better things to spend my money on other than internet like alcohol and whores. ;-) Well, that or museums. I don't need to eat right? Dude...I have such a busy month with trvaeling and essays. I hate doing work, what's up with that? Why did Decathlon misbill me? I hate that it's sooo fucking annoying. I'm tired and I'm going out with the climbing club tonight to get pissed. Well, they're going to get pissed I'm just sit back and laugh at them. Dude, I can't even play Fuzzy Duck when sober, I'm so screwed. Also they have this weird game called Saving the Queen. It applies when someone tosses a copper heads up into your cup while you're holding it. Then you have to down the cup to save the queen from drowning. it's actually pretty aMUSING IF IT'S NOT YOUR CUP. I hate caps lock. Oh, and Red Beer smells like cough syrup, cherry cough syrup. Nasty. God, NEVER SPILL YOUR BEER in this country. They make you drink it off the table or floor. it's sooo fucking nasty. YUCK! Why isn't AIM Express working. It's such a bastard that damn java programme. Oh yeah Europe uses MSN Messenger and Asia uses ICQ, AIM is a north american thing.

Politics Class was sort of embarassing today. We were talking about Locke and how his theories influenced the Americans into rebelling and the prof wanted to know my American take on it and I was like Umm we didn't study Locke in school, but emm yeah Lockean influence is in the Declaration of Indepence and stuff. It was so sad. I lowered the British respect for Americans if that's possible. Dude, it sucks to be an American. LOL I'm pathetic.

On the birghter side, I have discovered that Brit sutdents are just as lazy as us americans. This bloke Matthew in my politics tutorial just checked out the reading we were doing to day right before class, just to look like he is doing the reading. it's all pretty funny. I don't think many people did the reading. We got punished for not doing the reading in my Society in Britain discussion. Of 9 people 2 did the reading, me not being one of them. So the prof gave us 15 minutes to split up the reading and then we were going to do a summary on the board. Heh heh I got to read the first page and at least I got the theory behind the paper. I feel bad for people with pages 3 or something because they didn't know what the hell the evidence they were reading was for. Well, I have my first papers coming upa nd I need to do reading for them. Seems like I will be reading while in Spain, not likely, but I can bring books with me and be in denial and think that I might acutally crack open a book while in Barcelona. It is a 2 hour flight and there aren't any drinks or antyhing so I might be able to read something.

Hmm while on the tube today I had a thought. well, several thoughts some of which were evil, but that's beside the point. While here I learned that the best way to cross a street is to cross ina large group using the other bodies as a human shield, or cross with a parent with a pram because who in their right mind hits a child right? I considered the crossing with the disabled, but it's a bit dodgy (this is the Brit equivalent for Sketchy). It depends on how they are disabled. Blind people might get hit because it's not like they can see who hit them. Also people on cruthced and wheel chairs are liable to be hit because they might have gotten hurt jaywalking in the first place. So rule of thumb, cross with a human shield or mother and child. Best and safest way to cross. Hmm I also was thinking how the paparazzi wants to take phots of Sarah Jessica Parker's kid. Dude if I were her I would stand at the hospital window and have a paparazzi person look run into her or somethign so that she drops her baby out the window. But of course it would be a doll. Wouldn't that be sensational news. I'm such a sadist, but Viet, who's twin brother is named Nam...get it Vietnam, is so much worse. Apprently British Secondary schools are brutal. Viet was regailing us on how he use to beat up this kid with a huge birthmark on his faCE AND ANOTHER WITH A RECESSED eye...sorry caps lock again. Well anyway, Scarface and V.I. (EYE get it) Ranger were beat up frequently and the teachers let it happen. Dude, britsh school sounds brutal, but blkoody fun for the sadist like me. Viet is one crazy mo-fo. His borther Nam is a hard core alkie. But anyway, viet said it was a lot of laughs school was. The bad things they did. The teachers would even pick ont he students. Viet was telling us how this one kid was hitting people on the head with a plastic bottle and when he hit Nam, Nam clocked him in the face. the kid ran and told a teacher, but the teacher told him he shoulnd't have done something that stupid. I will have a lot of iet school stories after tonight. Aparently Climbing Chris gets naked when pissed. So I know call him Naked Chris. I wish I'd gone on the climbing trip, tha';s when Naked Chris was really nature boy, full monty. Oh i seemed to have gotten sidetracked.

Oh yeah, I remember now. I like older guys. Yeah...men. Mmmm Yeah. Emmm that was about it.

But the Tube is a great place to people watch. It's not a good place for those prone to claustaphobia or agaorphobia. It's pretty crazy how many people can fit into a car. Scary even. I was feeling pretty crucnched even though i was sitting down. I did see the weirdest women on the tube. She had a horse face, like truly equine. It was painful to look at her. Her teeth were fucked up too, but the shape of her face was like a horse, I expected a blaze or something down her forehead. I shouldn't be that judegmental, but dude...

Hmm I have many more observations, but do I have the time? Eh I provbably do. I love the Tube so much that I would marry a conductor just to get one of those waistcoasts or soemthing. Heh heh I also love the Royal mail. Maybe I have a thing for men in uniforms LOL. Though the suits here are pretty interesting here too. More men wear pink and it's not as limp wristed as it is in the US. Men can look manly in pink, oddly enough.

I like eyes. I like to look at them, the variatoins are really cool. Like the ice blue eyes that have a dark ring towards the circumference of the iris and then that are just straight blue. I find the bordered blue eyes rather striking. boys are stupid, there are some being idiotic in front of my computer. Oh the night I took Yelle for her first drink well, legal drink. there was a pub fight, well 2 of them. Same guys too. It was all a little weird. Dude, I don't like beer. It's piss.

Miguel, our steward, told me trhis bar in barcelona where they let the alcohol flow. You can have all the beer or sangeria you want. They pour it down your throat until you say stop. it sounds interesting. It's Spanish college students hang out. With Miguel's suggestions we won't be stuck in the normal american tourist traps. He said we shouold go to a football stadium to look at the trophies, might skip that though...

Well, I'm going to give Aim one more try, then I need to eat somethign before drinking. Hmmm there's Miguel's girlfriend Emma or Imma. Yeah, she's really tall.

Laters.






:: Jennifer 10/31/2002 11:58:00 AM [+] ::
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:: Tuesday, October 29, 2002 ::
Happy news. AOL is back and I'm connected again. Stupid billing practices. Anyway, I finished my presentation today and now realise that I have 2 papers due in 2 weeks. but in those two weeks, I'll be basking in the Spanish Sun and escaping from the grey of London. No rain for me :-) But when will I write those damned essays? The world may never know. Geez, I'm tired and if I feel inclines, will update and tell you of my weekend with Yelle. Yeah, I got her pissed LOL. Sleep in warm bed. I left my electric blanket on so that I will have a nice warm bed to return to. It's cold here! I got some nitfy new gloves and a German army jacket. Hmm hooray for rebellion clothing. Go me! Okay, nighty or rather laters since I will be coming back in about 6 hours.





:: Jennifer 10/29/2002 11:05:00 AM [+] ::
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Since Bloggie was being bitchy, here's what I wanted to post yesterday, but couldn't.

Grrr, what's up with this stupid blog? I wrote something and it happily deleted the bugger. Well, at least it wasn't a long entry. The most important announcement I have to make is that my AOL account (hawkeye) has been canceled. I think my Mom may have accidently cancleled it. So emmm.... I won't be getting mail from that account. Please use my Swarthmore account to send me thingies or emmm replies.

So tired and busy. Must do work, will update on tuesday or soemthing.

Love to all...

And Please forgive me. I shouldn't have been so snide. Don't be angry. Please.




:: Jennifer 10/29/2002 11:01:00 AM [+] ::
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:: Friday, October 25, 2002 ::
Wait I lied. I wanted to add that I love my URL for this blog. Hannibal Rules. I need to see Red Dragon though...

Ralph Finnes is a pretenious jerk. Or should I say "Rayf"





:: Jennifer 10/25/2002 05:34:00 PM [+] ::
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I swear this is the last entry for today. I acutally decided on future plans. Or rather what to do with my life. I think after I graduate I want to join the Foreign service. but if I can't do that, I might join the Peace Corps. I would rather work for the government. State Dept jobs. Cool eh? Yeah.

Umm I want to work for a little and try to pay back the crappy Student Loans that will be thrown at me when I graduate. Then I will might go back to school and get a masters or soemthing. I might go to Grad school in TX becasue it's cheaper since i'm a resident, but the prospects of me returning to texas is not that great. I don't want to live there as an adult. It's a nice place and all, but no. I also don't like the east coast. They're mean out there. Not friendly at'tal. That be one large group of frigid people. Sheesh. Emm... i would like to acutally stay abraod, so that's why the Foreign Service is super cool. Nifty is a good word. Hmm I'm getting hungry again. I don't htink i had dinner, I took a 4-5 hours nap instead.

Hmm more info on the Foreign Service





:: Jennifer 10/25/2002 05:31:00 PM [+] ::
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Oh yeah, now I know what I wanted to ramble on about. it was Swarthmore.

OMG I am sooo glad I'm in London for the year and not a semester. The semester is half done and i would have had to go back to Swat. NOOOOOO. Swat is evil and I would have burned out had i gone back. Also would have gone really crazy becasue I would be an honours history major. Not for me. I want to be able to get some sleep. Well, yeah. But it really doesn't affect my minor in Judson. I am taking his Sex in Modern Europe class in the fall and hopefully his Fascist Europe seminar in the spring. If i get booted from FE because I'm no longer honors history, I'll take Modern Germany. Hmm anyways. I was bitchin' with Audrey about Swat guys. Dude, no way will I marry a Swattie. So many problems. Hard to explain, but trust me.

About guys here. British guys are short and not cute. you won't find a hot Englishman here and some would argue that they are all gay. Which isn't true. But anyway, the accent thing can be cute, but the cockney accent is a bit much and when there are people yelling at 2am in their cockney accent "cock cock cock fucking cock" it's really a bummer. Continetal guys are the way to go. Hot Italian men and Spaniards. Even the French. Just give the continetal man a bath and you're ready to roll. British men drink way too much and are pretty shy and reserved. Anyway, my ass is still numb.





:: Jennifer 10/25/2002 05:12:00 PM [+] ::
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So, here I am again. My ass is getting really numb from just sitting in this chair. Maybe I should roll myself around the computer lab or strip for the camera and see how long it takes for security to arrest me or give me money to put my clothes back on...

So I updated the links, here are some more bloggies worth checking out, but not worth adding to my links sections.

Webraw

Gillian Hadley

Queserasera

And umm... well I need to unnumb my ass. Laters





:: Jennifer 10/25/2002 05:01:00 PM [+] ::
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DUDE! So happy. I discovered sound on this blasted machine and there's windows media player. I can watch Sealab 2021! Now I'm tempted to go back to my dorm and get Sealab, but it's rainy and I don't feel like walking, but I'll just waste more time here. Oh yeah!

Well, I've made my plans to return to this wet place. It only cost me $532 for a return. Yeah yeah. Go Stuedentuniverse.com, screw you Sta.com. Sta wanted to charge me more and they're web site blows. Emm enough of that.

Well, I'be picked up some Englishy or rather British Mannerisms. I'm overly polite when i run into people and I say Sorry a hell of a lot. Everyone is sorry for everything here. But that's all cool. How I write my dates is weird. My birthday is now 19/12/1981 and I now read all dates DD/MM/YYYY, which is a problem when I visit American sites with American dates. I also think dricing on the left side of the road is correct. In films where they drive on the right, I think it looks funny. So when i go home, I will probably be hit by a car b/c I'm looking the wrong way or be driving on the left side of the road. Hmm I'm just bound to die on the road. Oh anotrher thing. I spell things differently. I like adding U's to colour, honour, etc. And I spell programme like that. Oh yeah. Also switching to re ending.s e.g. centre and theatre. To your relief, I'm not using a british accent. It's too much of a pain in the ass to remember and I always wake up American in the morning. but I can do a pretty convincing one. So HUMPH! I do use Brit vocab. but to list that would induce ennui.

Oh well, here's a section that will make you shake your head and say, "Oh Jen, Jen, Jen, Jen." it's my jokes sections. They're so corny that you have to laugh. Besides if you don't like it, I'll kill you all.

My fav. joke is one that no one ever laughs at (Everyone over the age of 5 groans and shakes their heads or doesn't even bother to humour me and laugh) except young children, which I got from Reese Witherspoon who got it from her 3yr old daughter.

What did the Zero say to the Eight?
-Nice belt

Should I visually represent that?
-nice belt -thanks
0 8
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Okay. You can stop laughing now. Here's another classic.

What's brown and sounds liek a bell?
-Dong!

LOL. I still llaugh when I think of that joke.
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Ah this is a new one that I head from someone else. I like it a lot.

What do you call a one legged woman?
-Eileen.

AHAHAHAHA yeah. You better be laughing. I know where all of you live >:-O

So... the next best thing is to pay hommage to Harry Gibeny. I love Harry. He's the International Students Advisor (assiatant advisor) here at QMW. He sends us wonderful e-mails. He's a really great guy. Here are some of his e-mails.

Subj: Course Directories

This message is for Fall Only associates.

If you have now finished using your course directory (and have not
written any swear words in it), could I have them back please as I
will be able to recycle them via the Spring 03 intake.

Thanks

Harry Gibney
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Subj: Courses

Hello folks

Most of you will have now finalised your schedule and handed in
your course forms.

If this is you, can you pop by my office sometime (room CB02,
Queens Building) so we can just confirm that our records of what
you are taking agree. No need to race over here, just when you get
five miuntes spare.

Thank you

Harry Gibney

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Subj: Student ID Cards

Hello folks

Please note in the event of a loss of your id card....

If the card is stolen, and you report the incident to the Police, you
will get a crime number which will allow you to have a replacement
free of charge.

If you do not have this number (i.e. you lose the card), you will have
to pay £12 for a replacement.

In other words, look after your card.

Thanks

Harry Gibney
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Subj: Jack the Ripper

Hello folks

You will probably have already worked out that we are a short walk
from Whitechapel - scene of the Jack the Ripper crimes.

I know that the From Hell film has generated some fresh interest in
this story (although I thought the title came from Johnny Depp's
attemept at a cockney accent) and you may wish to know that
there are a number of tours operated around the area which I've
been told are rather good.

You can find out more on the web - just type in 'Jack the Ripper
Tour' in a search engine and see what you get. Alternatively,
Jack the Ripper Walk seems to be a decent enough site.

Regards

Harry Gibney

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So, I'd marry this guy, if he wasn't already married and short. Hell, he could wear heels and leave his wife. I'd marry him. I feel like sending him an e-mail asking him if I could have his kids LOL. Yeah, Harry is great.

Oh so you know how construction signs differ in different countries. Like the ones in italy look like a guy shoveling shit? Well the British ones are pretty macho looking. American ones are all right also. Well, that was random. Too look at the Itlaisn shoveling shit road signs, go to my New web site and click on old stuff or somethign liek that. it's in the picture section.

So, What's new on your shoe?

Yelle is coming to see me tomorrow :-) Yea!

Hmm there was some more things I wanted to sya, but I forgot. I'll just repost soemthign later or tomorrow. I alwyas think of things when there isn't a computer handy. Oh there was one thing though. Nope, it's gone.

I had a really weird dream while taking my nap and it's probably too risque to post here. Acutally, i think i've said too much. I might tell you if you write me, but i won't put my money on it. ::shakes head:: weird.

So I'm off and you're tired of writing b/c I'm tired of writing, but don't be surprised if I post something 5 minutes from now. Oh crap, well i also have to update some of the cool links. Okay will do. Later gator.





:: Jennifer 10/25/2002 04:52:00 PM [+] ::
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Ah yes, i forgot something. Emm What was it... Oh yeah. The London Film Festival. I really want to go, but do you think it's worth £12.5 ($20) to see one movie? Well, that's what they're charging. Fun eh? Well. I want to see The Four Feathers, The Pianist (I think I spelled that wrong), and some movie about Catholic Women Sinning, but dude, that's steep. I could also try for the stand by matinee seats for £5, which is a lot berr, but I'm not sure that I will geta ticket. anyway, check out the films playing and what do you think I should see? E-mail me because I'm not nifty enough to do a comment board thingie. Well, lazy is a better description because I could learn, but I could just take that time to sleep...

London Film Festivial

Movie choice 1

Movie choice 2

Movie choice 3

Ticket Prices aka Please Mister Take my Money!




:: Jennifer 10/25/2002 06:21:00 AM [+] ::
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You Kant read enough. Ba Dum Cha. Well, that was for Scott. He's trying to read Kant, but he can't. Hmm puns are sooo evil. I should be shot for that.

Anyway, I'm really tired. I didn't sleep well last night and there was some guy yelling at another guy outside. I think one of them was in my dorm. They were threatening each other and the dialogue went somethign like this:

-Cock. Cock. Cock. You fucking Cock.
-Come down here and I'll kill you
-Cock. Cock. Cock.
-Come down here and say that to me. I'll fuck you up.
-Cock. cock. cock....

Well, suffice to say it was really dumb. I felt like yelling at them both because it was 2 in the morning. They eventually went away or something.

Long Dream scheme - Then I had a rather odd dream. I'm going to Spain with Scott, this guy in the Arcadia Programme. Well Anyway, Scott and I were in London and going back to the dorm, although we were in central London. Well we ran into Matt Turner and 2 girls who were trying to get back to the Holborn Tube stop. Well, we were winding our way through the streets of London and avoiding cabs and all and I told Matt that he was going the wrong way, but he ignored me or didn't care. I kind of got angry and told Scott that they were going the wrong way. We then went our own way and Matt started following us. I asked Scott why they would follow us since we weren't going to Holborn and he shrugged. Well, Central London turned into mountaious Spanish countryside. I got tired of walking, since we were hiking up a trial so I started to fly along. (I often just start to fly because it's easier and faster than walking and becasue I can in my dreams) So I was flying around and then that part of the dream ended. The next thing I remember was being in this huge room. It was like a studio apartment, but fucking huge, like a warehouse. Well, it was by the sea and there wasn't a ceiling. I didn't quite understand that. Well, I was there with my friends, I think my roommmate Lan was there. We were unpacking our bags. Then all of the sudden it started to rain and the wind started to blow really, really, really, hard. So hard that 2 of the people in the room were blown out the door and outside in the storm. Apparently it was a hurricane that was coming. Oddly enough, the room seemed to not have walls, but instead was a very large screeened in playroom without a ceiling. Well, that's why the wind blows those people away. I was lucky thatI didn't get blown outside. I then shut the two large windows and the wind stopped blowing inside, and there was also a ceiling. Then the water started rushing in, like the tide, and the floor was covered in an inch or two of water and rising. I didn't want my clothes to get wet so I put them on like a fireplace ledge around the room. It kind of seemed like my house, but it wasn't. It was suppose ot be my dorm room. It was really weird. So I was wading in puddle of water trying to keep everything dry. Now why would I dream that I was in a hurricane? Yeah, that was weird. Then my alarm went off an I had to go to class. I'm going to go back to bed after this and some lunch. mMMmm I'm hungry...

Class was decent, but on the boring side. The Prof was not as exciting today, but then again the English Reformation is a very boring subject accoridng to him. He apoligized about how boring the lecture was. Class started late because he came late and the door was locked. And for those wondering, Yes, this is the Prof that I'm sleeping with. It does wonders for my grades... He's really entertaining, but neurotic as hell, but on the bright side, he wears clothes that are not all black. :-)

I miss SeaLab 2021. I want to watch it. I still have to see Red Dragon and One Hour Photo. I could also see Donnie Darko again in theatres because it's being relased in Britain at the end of this month and welll as Halloween Resurection (My Backpack's got jets...)

On a side note, British Television is messed up. They have weird ass smug game shows. Countdown, is weird. It's a mixture of Scrabble, but you try to get the longest word out 9 letters that you randonly choose Vowels or consonants. Then they have a weird story secition where the 2 dictionary women, or word verifers talk about something that happend that weekend. The story doesn't go anywhere and it's pointless. The weirdest thing is that People fucking clap at the end of the story. WTF?!?!? Also they had a math portion of the game show. Where you choose 10 numbers Big or Small and then a randomly generated number is chosen and you have to get as close to that number by onbly using the numbers chosen one. You also have to do it in the most complicated way possible. The weirdest person, other than the dictionary ladies, is a Vanna Whiteish woman. She draws the letters and sticks them on a board. She also do the calculations and has to spell out the words that contestants come up with. It's all very odd. She's a smart Vanna White. The prizes suck. The Runner up gets a dictionary anda t-shirt or soemthign like that. Oh yeah, there's a lock and you have to get the longest word in 30 seconds. Also there;s a lot of word scrambles. They show a 14 letter word and you have to guess it. the Guy guessed it in 3 seconds!!! Yeah, he was reallyt good, but rather smug. I didn't like him.

They so need to combine Russian Roulette with the Weakest Link. Imagine if Anne Robinson got to drop the conesteants when they got voted off. I loved Russian Roulette and Friend of Foe. Mark L. Walhberg. GRRRRRRRRRR Anyway, the show is super cool. I would love to drop people down holes. Hmmm It's lunch time.





:: Jennifer 10/25/2002 06:11:00 AM [+] ::
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:: Thursday, October 24, 2002 ::
Did you ever wonder why cinnamon gum smells faintly like ass? Is there a relationship? Ricky always called Cinnamon Icebreakers Butt Gum. I must admit that it did smell like ass sometimes. Scary. So I had my first presentation today and I didn't do too badly. I stayed up way too late though and the cleaning lady woke me up. I think I should be asleep. Heh heh I met someone who knows where Swarthmore is and asked me about a person, who I oddly enough, don't know. Hmm I had a weird dream about meeting vivian. I wonder what she's been up to. Damn weird dreams that I don't remmeber until I'm in the middle of class. Hail to the chief... Blah blah. It's nap time.




:: Jennifer 10/24/2002 07:26:00 AM [+] ::
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:: Wednesday, October 23, 2002 ::
I want this. Phones rule, Boys Drool!
It's not out yet, but it should be by Christmas... And there's my 21st birthday too... Hint hint ;-)




:: Jennifer 10/23/2002 04:43:00 PM [+] ::
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Funny how easily I forget my log in. UMm it's also weird when your fingers smell like rubber bands even though you just ate strawberries.... Something to ponder. It was a beautiful DRY day in London. I love the sun and the clouds. Someone stole the hand off William something's statue. That's sad. But it was sunny. I looked directly into the sun because I think it's worth burning my corneas to see that ball of fire. Blue skye! Ahhh Allerga. That's the name of a girl in my Film class. She's french. We watched a french movie this week and I didn't see the people take showers or change clothes. I bet they smelled. I didn't want to say that in class because I would offend the frenchies. Also the main male character was really wishy washy and a loser, but I couldn't generalize and say that's he's french because I didn't want to offend those frenchies. Hmm I wonder if the other people would have agreed that French men are vulgar and horny. The guy in the film was.

I will try to update this POS more often because I should. I have the time now. But My blog is old enough though I really didn't do much with it, I'm not just following the masses, but who cares if I do.

Sniff you jerks later.




:: Jennifer 10/23/2002 10:20:00 AM [+] ::
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:: Tuesday, October 22, 2002 ::
A-HA! I finally remembered my log in name and PW. What pain. Dude, some of the other blog sites are super cool. I'd list them, but I'm feeling a bit lazy. I really should work more on this blog, but you know it interferes with my 7 deadly sins, or what I call goals in life.

Ah, finally something of worth. I noticed something about people. Relationships with them are like gardening. To get anything to blossom out of that relationship you got to spread a lot of shit around. So, you have to ask yourself is it worth spreading the shit to get vegietable that you can get at the store? Hmmmm

That's my thought of the day.




:: Jennifer 10/22/2002 06:01:00 PM [+] ::
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:: Thursday, October 10, 2002 ::
Well, I'm in London now killing time. It's nice being in Greenwich Mean Time, but no one is ever around online. Oh well, I guess I'll deal with that. Hmmm no one knows about this place so who am I writing to?




:: Jennifer 10/10/2002 04:28:00 PM [+] ::
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