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Name: Jenny
Location: New York
Birthday: 1/15/1979
Gender: Female
Interests: Cmon if you want to know ask me!
Expertise: Pagan Rites, Mosh Etiquette,
Occupation: Professional Dreamer
Industry: Design & Technology
Message: message me
Member Since:
11/20/2003
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| Hey bitches!
Where have I been? Pretty damn busy! I know I have neglected this blog, I have in a sense abandoned it, but don't fret, I am here to breathe new life into it! Slowly but surely, you'll remember me as the angry bitch I used to be!
Haven't you ever noticed that some guys are just pussies? Is it really that hard to be a man? Or rather man up on something? If I call you on it, and you being the pussy you are, just try to brush it off, it kinda pisses me off. Cause I'm doing the girl approach, rather then be all in your face I'm gonna handle it my way, I'm throwing you a bone. But you being a pussy don't want to grow a pair of balls just hope that I won't say anything.
BE A MAN! If you don't have balls, or grow balls then don't be upset when your lady leaves you!
If your girl is telling you dude, this guy is harassing me, this guy keeps bumping into me, and you just ignore her or hope that it goes away, it makes me
1. have to grow a pair of balls (bigger than yours btw)
2. let my inner bitchout
3. it won't be pretty and don't you DARE pretend to act embarrassed!
Truth is, sometimes a girl wants a man to just be a man. Take charge, let some of that testosterone loose. Sometimes you have to get up in someone's face and say step the fuck off! You're eyefucking my girl, you're bumping into her a whole lot.
Mind you, if you're in the Jersey shore crowd, all you're gonna get is a bunch of loud talkers and no real action. No one really does anything, figures cause they're a bunch of juicers and none of them have any balls left, and they're probably the size of grapes at this point.
If I have to be the man in a relationship, then you need to bounce. If I want to be a man, then I'll put on some sweats and get a dog. Honestly I don't want to be the man in the relationship. I just want to be me, but if you're gonna be a big hairy fucking pussy, well then yeah you're girl is gonna leave you, for guess what? A real man!
Just cause you go to the little boy's room and pee standing up doesn't make you a man. If you can't stand up for your girl, can't stand up for yourself, then don't bother. You deserve to get stepped on. Don't ever talk to me again. Cause you're a pussy. And you've proven it time and time again.
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I'm off to Las Vegas tomorrow biatches! I'm off to see roast beef and loose meat sandwiches, to which all I can say is suck biatches!
Cmon now don't you wanna stare at the loose meat, like damn how did you get like that? can you even hold yourself together? LOL!
yeah check out that bloody roast beef. you know you wanna stick your face into it! LOL!
Pics, vids, and the usual debauchery that happens in vegas! But the good thing is that, it'll be in good fun.
Also, saying you have exposive diarehha so you can ditch me to hang out with your loser bf, that's just a lame excuse. just own up to it seriously. like wow, talk about lame excuses you know? I've heard better and believed better ones. Too bad you just suck at it.
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| I'm gonna learn how to make my own beer. yes. really. i'm gonna make chocolate bacon beer, why not? cause its oh so tasty!
i'm also gonna learn how to pull sugar rand make sugar art. i am so crazy.
we're in a recession and here i am taking classes to make stuff.
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| now where the fuck have you been?
good question, its been a crazy year. but let's do the cliff notes version. drank too much in january where i didn't wake up, actually i did wake up finally. course i realized drinking wasn't really going to help or change anything. nothing really changes these days.
fast forward a few more months, friends leave, people leave, old friends come back and i feel somewhat alive again. course a few other things happen. beer garden for the last time, friends leaving, and then realizing that some people have been there the whole time, that even though years have passed we're still friends. oddly enough.
found a job, as a teacher no less. *gasp* it sucked badly. i ended up getting eyefucked about the whole time i was there. 4 months later, i was let go cause "it just wasn't working out" wtf is that? its just stupidity actually, its a lame excuse to give someone when you don't want to own up to the truth of things. The company I worked for hasn't paid rent in months, so much that the building workers, and security gurads had already knew. Yeah not a good sign, they let me go and transfered another guy out. That company is a sinking ship, good thing I got out.
Summer kicking around, went to vegas for the first time, went to canada, went to atlantic city with my high roller friend. Now i'm going back to vegas for the roast beef convention to look at loose meat sandwiches. well its really the avn expo aka porn expo! w00t!
I realize that the past year, I have survived and that it was a very dark and hard time for me, and it gives me hope that the coming year i'll be able to make it through again, and it won't be a huge struggle.
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| good question, where have i been? oh xanga i have abandoned you and ignored you. not like anyone here noticed much. does anything read this? seriously. I often wonder if anyone reads my rants, esp at how angry I am most of the time about things beyond my control, and yet my emotions still get the better of me. I'd tell you so much has happened but i don't think it could fit into one post.
Good news is that I'm a working girl again. Sigh, working 9-5, for the man! getting up at 6 am almost, wearing conservative clothes again, and taking the gooddamn train with a bunch of retards and idiots, god i hate commuting. I swear everyday there's just a new freak out there annoying me, leaning on me, rubbing stuff on me, just being nasty. I've forgotten how nasty some ppl are and how oblivious they are on the train. Seriously like wtf is that crap? Just cause its a public train doesn't mean you get to be super nasty. One indian lady picked her nose and then put her hand on the pole. Full body condom wouldn't even be enough. Seriously. Nasty!
I've got another blog over at blogger. I update that sucker way more, why? I don't know, maybe cause I used xanga as a rant and I rant more or faster on twitter when it happens. Social networking whore I know.
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