Someone said we don't celebrate the 8 things we did accomplish in one day but rather toss and turn over the two things we didn't. I'm having that sort of day.
I want to set the world straight.
In other news, I'm determined to make a zine. Mentally physically emotionally I think I'm ready. I'll have a little advice column, and I think you should e-mail me with questions. But don't. Because. I have to sort things out and by the time it was published, these answers would be obsolete. But think of some questions. And, I don't know. Make up faux scenarios. "MY FRIEND BOBBY SAYS MY FRIEND CINDY IS HAWT BUT I HAVE LIKED BOBBY FOR SEVEN YEARS, SINCE HE ACCIDENTLY FATHERED MY BABY, JEREMIAH B. FROGG."
Keep yourselves busy and sane.
Love,
Jenni
P.S. Don't you hate it when people write "Love, ________" in their LiveJournals? It always annoyed me, especially when someone would post a link to their LiveJournal name afterwards. [I'm sorry, I'm not trying to point you out, guy-whose-name-starts-with-an-'O'-who-po
