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Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation.
I'm off work today. So what better excuse do I have to avoid laundry and cleaning my pig sty of a house than writing a blog to please the adoring masses of Jess-fans. And by adoring masses, I mean all 4 of you. Before you wrongfully assume I'm a dead beat slacker who takes off with no proper agenda, let me reassure you - they have foolishly made me salary at work (which is just a fancy word for work like a slave for no more overtime) and I worked this past Saturday. Rather than work a 50+ hour week at a 40-hour paycheck, I took today off. Mostly to sit around the house with my hand down my pants watching old reruns of Married With Children on Netflix. Well, and this blog. And (maybe) the laundry....
Tuesday, January 10, 2012 | Labels: a blog about knitting, hiccups, low self esteem, Married with Children, moth balls, Psychology Today |
- There is nothing more reassuring than knowing that the world is crazier than you are.
- If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits 88 miles per hour... you're gonna see some serious shit.
- It is our job to protect the children of the world. For as long as they believe in us, we will guard them with our lives...
- You can't run a global network of interconnected cells from a cave
- Pain heals. Chicks dig scars. Glory... lasts forever.
- You know, for a while, I thought you were the best thing that ever happened to me. But now I'm starting to think you're the worst.
- The name would mean nothing to you. It's a place, like too many in this world
- She sent you after me, knowing you're not ready, knowing you would likely die. Mommy was very bad.
- Do not confuse love with lust, nor drunkenness with judgment.
- "Fear" is a four-letter word, ladies! You wanna go peepee in your big-boy slacks, keep it to yourself!
- In case I forget to tell you later, I had a really good time tonight.
- Do you remember the time we were going to get your teeth fixed and we spent all of the money on Francis's toupee?
- I remember grey carpet. I wanna go home.
- I was having twelve percent of a moment.
- What about the dog? Does he have Glaucoma too?
- "they"
- 1980's work-out leggings
- 2011 was the strangest year ever
- 2012
- 4th grade book report
- a blog about knitting
- a list of stressors
- a pet monkey
- a recipe for Salisbury Steak
- Air Supply
- Anasocoria
- And that's how Karen Carpenter died
- Andrew McCarthy
- Angela Lansbury
- Angelina Jolie pooping
- Arizona
- artwork
- Asian porn
- Augmentin
- Baby Sinclair
- Baltimore Aquarium
- Baltimore Ravens
- bathing
- bathing suits
- BCPD
- bedbugs
- Being a nurse
- being grateful
- being nice
- Beyonce
- birthdays
- Black Friday
- blah blah blah
- blow-up donkey
- Bolivian Stew
- Bruce Willis
- Bugles
- bumf
- cheesecake
- Christmas Donkey
- Christmastime
- Circus
- cocktail weiners
- Coke Zero
- confessional booth at church
- Corey Feldman
- Corey Haim
- couch jumping
- Cougar Town
- crack popcorn
- crying
- dairy products
- David Hasselhoff
- Debbie Gibson tapes
- Deep Fried Oreos
- deep-fried foods
- dem O's
- diet
- dimples
- Ding Dong Deli Kelly
- divorce
- Doogie Howser MD
- douche-bags
- douchebags
- Draw something
- drunk Jess
- drunk pirates
- Easter
- ebay
- Einstein
- Facebook statuses
- facebook whore
- fat girls running in marathons
- feeces
- FICO score
- food
- food addiction
- food stamps
- football
- Fraggle Rock
- Funyuns
- gastric bypass surgery
- Gem
- ghetto friends
- Gilbert Gottfried
- GLOW
- gluten
- Golden Girls
- Gonnorrhea
- grammatical errors
- greeting cards
- Guam
- haiti
- half-marathon
- halloween
- Happy Birthday to my brother
- helping others
- herpes
- hiccups
- high school reunions
- holidays
- home alarms
- hookers and booze
- Hot Latino from Brazil
- hot model wife
- hot shirtless guy
- IKEA
- Indian recipes
- Jim Brewer
- Jim Croce
- Jo from Facts of Life
- Justin Tucker
- ketchup
- Kristi
- lazy calves
- lesbians
- life lessons
- LL Cool J
- love
- low self esteem
- Mail-Order Brides
- making fun of rap
- Married with Children
- Martha Stewart
- Martin Luther
- meditation
- mental illness
- Menudo
- merkins
- Michael Jordan
- moth balls
- Motorcycles are death machines
- MS
- MTV
- Multiple Sclerosis
- Murder She Wrote
- my mom
- Native Americans
- New Years
- NKOTB
- nude photos
- NWA's F*ck The Police
- Occupy Baltimore
- Ocean City
- pagers
- Paleo
- parenting
- peanut butter
- Pepsi vs Coke
- personality disorders
- perversion
- pilgrims
- politics
- poop
- poor nursing skills
- premature births
- prison
- Project Runway
- prostitutes
- Prozac
- Psychology Today
- pumpkin pie
- ramen noodles
- recipe for gaining weight
- recipes
- recycled blog
- Redd Fox
- republicans
- resolutions
- rodent hairs
- Salt N Pepa
- Santa Claus
- Satan's toys
- Scrabble
- Scrubs
- scurvy
- Seasonal Affective Disorder
- shamrock pasties
- shaving
- shoes
- Siamese Twins
- Siri
- skin cancer
- skinny people who complain about gaining weight
- sleep deprivation
- slutty prom gowns
- smoking
- smoking weed
- Snickers bars
- some year in the 1980's
- spaghetti man
- Spray tan
- St. Patty's Day
- stick figures
- stupid Maryland weather
- subdural hematoma
- Sudafed and Nyquil
- superbowl 2012
- Taco Bell
- tankinis
- tartar sauce
- the Catholics
- the end of the world
- the fat guy from lost
- The Jeffersons
- The Jonas Brothers
- The Maury Povich Show
- the rape of student loans
- The Tea Party
- therapy
- things that annoy me
- thong underwear
- Thor
- time machines
- TMZ
- tooth fairy
- tsunami
- Tummy tuck
- turkey
- TV
- ugly sweater parties
- vacuums
- Valentines day
- Vaseline
- Vietnam
- welfare
- what fun is poking if you're not even touching?
- whiskey
- Wyatt
- Xanax
- You must be super bored.
- your momma so fat jokes
- Zachary
About Me

- Jess
- I'm just a girl with a dream. Actually, that's not true. I'm an old lady and my dreams have pretty much faded away. But, for whatever it's worth, I still feel obligated to go on living. Sometimes I think too much and too long about things that it seems like no one else cares about besides me. I can't decide if this makes me a better person or doomed to live an anxiety riddled exsistence. Somewhere in the midst of all this craziness, I became one of those people who obsesses about her kids. Look at them - wouldn't you be crazy about them if they were yours?
5 comments:
Jess, you are the best!! I love your sweater!!
Jess... you're an amazing bitch! That's like a compliment wrapped in an insult... but from one bitch to another... you, my dear, are truely loved AND AWESOME!
I like your blog. And I don't have a boyfriend in Nebraska, nor do I enjoy angry birds. Just sayin'.
I felt like you were talking about me... (bad perm, you had to go there!!) I love you! Hope you feel better, soon!
I have decided to market a mothball perfume based on the fabulous idea (I borrowed) from this blog. Nothing wrangles in a man like the stench of pesticide and deodorant.. Thanks Jess
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