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Sonntag, Februar 22

livin' on the edge!

i have no idea why that's stuck in my head. man, do i ever have to potty. but being how i'm on the computer in the hallway, i will wait till i'm done posting.

i have to porter tonite. boo-urns to that. everyone is at licia's. like her mom's. for sunday dinner. when i say everyone, i mean todd, james, leighann and bear. wish i could be there. alas.

go here to see some awesome pictures from when we went to eat the kitchen sink sundae. it was AWESOME! not unlike the miracle of life.

last nite i went to dad's and we watched bebop and then todd came over and we watched more bebop and then we went to bed. it was fun and sleep-over like. yay. and then me and todd slept in till noon while dad played zuma. this weird yet fun game he found online. it's fun to watch, that is. i never actually played it. but it has bright colours and fun noises. not like that annoying game licia found last year that had the worst noises EVER and she never stopped playing it.

AHAHAHAHHAHA! these two guys just walked by and one of them said "better not be." and the other one started singing to the tune of santa claus is coming to town, the you better not shout, you better not cry... but he was saying "you better not be, you better not be." it was funny, shut up.

welp, i guess i'm done now. especially cuz a guy-man just went into the bathroom behind me and i don't wanna listen to him shit.

love, hugs and random posties!

~jess


i wrote this at 7:42 PM

1, 2, 3 let's jam...

Angel
You are one of the few out there whose wings are
truly ANGELIC. Selfless, powerful, and
divine, you are one blessed with a certain
cosmic grace. You are unequalled in
peacefulness, love, and beauty. As a Being of
Light your wings are massive and a soft white
or silver. Countless feathers grace them and
radiate the light within you for all the world
to see. You are a defender, protector, and
caretaker. Comforter of the weak and forgiver
of the wrong, chances are you are taken
advantage of once in awhile, maybe quite often.
But your innocence and wisdom sees the good in
everyone and so this mistreatment does not make
you colder. Merciful to the extreme, you will
try to help misguided souls find themselves and
peace. However not all Angelics allow
themselves to be gotten the better of - the
Seraphim for example will be driven to fighting
for the sake of Justice and protection of those
less powerful. Congratulations - and don't ever
change - the world needs more people like you.


*~*~*Claim Your Wings - Pics and Long Answers*~*~*
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yay me!


Yellow info
Your Heart is Yellow


What Color is Your Heart?
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haha. it's funny cuz kenny finally asked me out last nite... and i said no on account of i'm a happy single girl right now.


Lactating Barbie
Lactating Barbie? What the fuck is wrong with you?
Snap out of it and kill the kid while you still
can!


If You Were A Barbie, Which Messed Up Version Would You Be?
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*giggle*

alright. i'm going to bed.

nite all.

~jessica
i wrote this at 3:33 AM

Donnerstag, Februar 19

i'm sorry for screaming last nite, and the nites before.

*sigh* the dude who unlocks the print studio is late. like an hour late. and i actually got up early today, too! so i've just been sitting her on the computer in the cfa. but now i am done internetting and have nothing else to do online. except, of course, leave you random ramblings in your comment-y place. woot.

lalalala

i portered last nite till 1. then i went to bed. but i couldn't sleep. cuz i was hungry. going to bed hungry = no good. so then i ate some mr. noodles. but they weren't really mr. noodles, they were the cheap equality knock off mr. noodles. cuz those ones are only 25 cents a pack. and i watched x-files to tire me out.

but then i still couldn't sleep. and i was still hungry. but i didn't want to eat anything else cuz my grocery supply is very minimal. so i just laid in bed for another hour until i drifted off to sleep.

then i slept in a little. meaning i got up at 8.45 instead of 8.30. then i showered cuz i hadn't done that in a few days. then i got dressed. then i realised i really really need to do the laundry tonite, cuz i dont have any more clean underpants.

i filled out my application for housing. i just need to find the name of my supervisor person thingie at the hospital when i volunteered there. and i have to get the address for the hospital as well. and i also need to find jane's phone number. and then i'm done. oh, no wait, i have to figure out what don ashley's title is. as my supervisor. so i have to ask her that. which i will. today. then i can give it in today. and then i'll get the job. except i TOTALLY won't, cuz that's how things work. and you know, i have no experience or anything. well, i do, and i wrote down a lot and realised i have a lot more than i thought, but it's still not enough, i don't think. and i'm a girl.

alright. i think i'm gonna cut this and paste it in my blog. cuz it seems like a posty.

love you, pops. i'm gonna leave this here, too. and i'm gonna copy it, not cut it.
and yay, someone's opening the print studio!
i wrote this at 10:33 AM

Dienstag, Februar 17

it's hard to say what it is i see in you.

hi all!

i'm at dad's. we were gonna have a bebop nite, but now dad is passed out behind me on the womb. i suppose we'll still watch bebop once he wakes up.

there's been times, i'm so confused, all my roads, they lead to you.

man, i LOVE this song.

the past couple days are nothing to really talk about. well, that's not true. yesterday was a magical jess alicia day, but to try and describe the magic would take the magic away. but i'll tell you what we did. we went shopping for formal dresses. i want to be a princess - a technicolour princess, as alicia said - but i could not find a dress that was awesome and less than 200-400$. *shrugs* whatevah, i'll find something eventually. alicia found hers. it's so hot, yet cute at the same time. and elegant but with a touch of casual as well. i bought some pants for 10 bucks, they look like i skinned oscar the grouch and they're AWESOME!

then we came back and hung around licia's room till 4 am. todd was there for some of that, and then he left. she rearranged her furniture and it looks coolio. it was so fun. it was totally last year. and it was my favourite alicia - pyjamas, messy hair and hyper.

then dad came over and we messed around with licia's computer. meaning we lamely tried to fix it. well, i got all bossy and annoyed myself. but anyways, it's still broken. then i went to bed, and dad slept on my floor and i slept in till 10 (i meant to get up around 8-8.30), then i went did printmaking, went to the office, came here. and here i am.

there's a little black spot on the sun today, it's the same old thing as yesterday.

i wish i was magic. i really truly wish i was. i want to be able to cure sadness and badness and make everyone get along and be happy. i wish i could make cynicism and bleak outlooks on life disappear with a simple hug, a kiss, a smile. i wish i knew the right things to say, and the right time to hug. instead i just walk quietly and listen and feel useless. not all the time, but sometimes. the sight of me puts people in a good mood, but it's not enough. not enough to cure away the dark and dank and bring light and happiness. i mean, i know we need tears to give the smiles meaning, but at the same time, when those i love are going through badness i just wanna will it all away.

anyways..

dad's still sleeping on the couch... i don't wanna wake him, tho. hmm.. what to do, what to do.

love, hugs and a dilly of a pickle!

~jessica
i wrote this at 8:05 PM

songs
king of spain ~ moxy fruvous
boys in the hood ~ dynamite hack
hands down ~ dashboard confessional



quotes

fun is way better than suck." ~tom kerr

"astrogen... it's like estrogen for space-men." ~jaypee

"you're like a rock-star sailor moon." ~andy

"it's like rainbow brite telling you to fuck off." ~andy

"everyone has an academic advisor just like everyone has a bellybutton." ~jaypee

"i hate the word torso. it reminds me of the word 'bloody stump'." ~jaypee

"i love people and the stuff they say." ~finn

....diane
"does a plastic bag count?"

"what's your name in case i fuck you?"

"i'm weary of this world, but i don't know about that transylvania stuff."

"here we are, dorkin' it up."

"i'm all tuckered out."

"vevn if you sut shiton apaper plate and gve me that..iwioudlvoe it because it would be from you"(from msn)

"i don't even know what i'm talking about."



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