"peel all of your layers off, I want to eat your artichoke heart"

Fri, 10 Oct 2008 11:37:40 -0400

“peel all of your layers off, I want to eat your artichoke heart”

- thom yorke

i just feel so political right now

Tue, 07 Oct 2008 22:21:00 -0400

isn’t that the hottest trend?

wearing obama’s black and white face against some red/blue background on your lapel, bag. fuck. head, or what have you? dont you just want to stick that pin right through your eye, so everyone knows who you support?

i just want to jump around in moon shoes [like, the old-school bouncy persuasion, not the super silly marc jacobs ones] and start singing “oooooooooobama, where the change blows gently like the plainssssssssss….and the darling sweets, and Biden beats, bring the seasoned vets to support the demosssssssss ohhhhhhhhhhh” [if you cannot tell, it sung to the theme song of the classic play (from my middle school years) Okalahoma!] <- is that how you spell it?

if you are too slow to notice…i am being. pause. gasp. sarcastic!

not only do i remian “confused” as to which candidate will be best for my uber long life, but I am not even watching the debate right now. I watched some of it. But then my college-based little sister got into a row with my mother about mccain being a dick. sooooooo, now im sitting in my new super fun wing chair [that also reclines], in the dark, with no candles lit, hearing the sounds of mccain talk for much longer than obama…or that’s at least what my ears are telling me

i wonder if this is all in my head? hmmm

me, being so, super, like, politicial. you know?

Tue, 07 Oct 2008 22:19:00 -0400

me, being so, super, like, politicial. you know?

perhaps pt 2

Thu, 02 Oct 2008 23:17:53 -0400

please read part one first…

are you back?

it was a bother

Perhaps

Thu, 02 Oct 2008 10:37:02 -0400

Waiting for a very late train to arrive for a very late person. Sometimes living with my entire fam is a blessing. Other times it becomes a bother.
I have yet to decide what today qualifies as.
But perhaps I will last at home another year. Time will reveal the answer. You know. Over. Uh, time.

Notes from my current Notebook

Mon, 29 Sep 2008 15:12:41 -0400

I never come up with anything that great anyway

Granted. Nothing is worse than an indecisive brat - and I find myself far from that - But sometimes, the universal “your” will. Isnt the only will.

Now, I love competing. I really do. But a break needs to be taken, every now and again.

So I’m sitting pretty and quiet. And really pulling out of the hole di enlightenment.

I’m glad I went down. I really have enjoyed my adventure. But perhaps I can achieve this one on my own accord. Without the whole necessity for constant genius.

“If I have the capabilities to build a robot, and I don’t, what have I done with my life?”-jem

(via aco) this just about sums it up. thank you tumblr dashboard...

Mon, 29 Sep 2008 15:09:10 -0400

(via aco)

this just about sums it up. thank you tumblr dashboard for bringing it to me.

"we have the power to save the world in the meantime, can we rock?"

Sun, 28 Sep 2008 01:37:14 -0400

“we have the power to save the world
in the meantime, can we rock?”

- ….

Timed so well

Mon, 22 Sep 2008 20:05:56 -0400

The timing is right. Your timing. Is now. The distance in your landscape is timed so well.
The sense. The nonsene. And all of the above.
You hover over. In streams of light.
And then I begin shitting rainbows.

I have an etch a sketch app on my pocket-rocket. It’s like...

Thu, 18 Sep 2008 09:27:40 -0400

I have an etch a sketch app on my pocket-rocket. It’s like my new bff. And then I updated it. And now I can draw on photos too. Move over CS3! Mmm….maybe not

my mother always says...

Mon, 15 Sep 2008 18:57:24 -0400

this is a statement my mother often utters. and my sisters and i will roooooooooll our eyes into submission at whatever little gem she will throw at us next

my cousin mentioned that these ideas should be recorded. enter: jenna.

so i have decided in my newest work/life notebook, i will start writing down things my mother says, and perhaps some things her mother has said as well.

today i have recalled one that made my ex boyfriend wince in anguish: “if you look good, you feel good”

she may get a few things backwards, but over time i have realized, that when i feel like shit, i will do myself up, in order to regain some sort of balance.

so cheers to you mom, and all of your italian-long island-y ways.

Rain is a-comin'

Sat, 13 Sep 2008 13:18:51 -0400

But the sky looks fyyyyyyyyne to me.

hmp

bb, fb and other stories

Mon, 08 Sep 2008 23:26:46 -0400

bb, fb and other stories: big ups to Jacob on this one.

remember when...

Mon, 08 Sep 2008 23:20:46 -0400

music was actually about the music. about the lyrics. about the movement that overcame your body, mind spirit. and soul. remember when music could encapsulate a feeling or time. when you could recall being in love, or throwing glass against a wall, just to watch is shatter.

remember when you could lay on your floor for hours, listening to the same song on repeat. just to get that feeling back

remember when the VMA’s were experiemental. rocked. rolled and fucked with your mind? remember when you cared about the videos, and wanted to watch them for hours?

remember when you were little, or a teenager, or 5 years ago. and wanted to create music videos, because that was the most visual representation of music?

no? just me? i dont think so…

remember when mtv didnt suck lauren conrads balls?

yea. i can barely remember anymore either…but at least I’m workin on it…

shhh...nap time!

Sat, 06 Sep 2008 04:43:20 -0400

Take a deep breath, she’s told.

shhh. it’s nap time, and everyone is meant to sit and lay and relax and. oh. And please no sitting up. I didn’t mean for you to sit.

Oh really. she has no control over herself sometimes, how ever is she going to nap on cue? she wonders.

But hard work. Determination. Sleep is an easy task for her, is it not?

Oh no. Perhaps it is not. Perhaps she needs help falling asleep at night. Or during the day. Or when it’s time to sleep. Is it time to sleep yet?

It’s not that I don’t love this life. But I do...

Fri, 05 Sep 2008 02:34:15 -0400

It’s not that I don’t love this life.

But I do shudder at all that is before me. One can only hope that the wind afterwards is a little bit sweeter.

my bio on an old social networking site

Wed, 03 Sep 2008 00:31:53 -0400

and here I used to think I was idealistic….

I spent a month in Italy [my homeland] after graduating early from college and came back with entirely different life goals. I always wanted to help people, now I want to do it on a global scale. I want to be remembered for my sound-mindedness and my perspective on life. I want to help people be more comfortable in their own skin and less likely to conjure up conflict within themselves and with others.

Make a mistake and learn a lesson.

Experience is the best teacher.

Be one with nature. When we’re gone, all that will be left is mother earth and father spirit.

Interests
General
If you find my page to be too much. I may be too much for you. I dream big or else why dream at all?

I LOVEEEE music. Dancing to it [feeeeeeeling it] singing at the top of my lungs [poorly]. watching my friends play [bc they are awesome. check out www.codeanchor.com -> my uber talented bf helped design the page] and just having an age ole sing along. good times. **ed note…still my friends, no longer my bf**

I live life. Id hate to say to the fullest. I just straight up live life. There is a silver lining in every cloud overhead. and i look for it. animately.

I get really into movies. especially indie ones bc you know someone poured their heart and soul into it. check out waking life or i heart huckabees for some metaphysical thinking. the boondocks saints has a great concept as well.

i love editing. film and digi style. if i had music editing equiptment, id love it as well. i always wanted to be somewhere in those fields, but i seem to be leaning towards writing as of recent. luckily im only 22….plenty of time for it all!

I love eastern culture. especially in the middle east. im not a fan of religion, so it does change things a bit, but there are some super ideas over there. lets get back to our values. i dont think anyone knows what they are anymore. but i do. what are yours?

stuck in an un-rut

Sat, 30 Aug 2008 21:17:00 -0400

A rut is so much simplier. You know. Getting all angry and pissed off at the world because nothing is going your way. Sleeping for endless hours and never really sleeping. That, is. Fun.

An un-rut is a little more awkward, I say. No one can pity you, which totally blows. You can’t cry wolf, because you don’t need the extra attention. In fact. You may digress to your old ways….

cue bitch Jenna.

In my most recent un-rut, I have gone completely out of my way to complain about every bitch and untrendy hoe-bag who thinks goth-dark nails are not only hip, but they are actually better than you. Well you know what. My nails are race-car yellow. So suck my ass. Literally

I’d love to see you try.

See…this is why an un-rut is so dangerous. You can become evil, or reclusive or any other characteristic that you’ve made grave attempts to repress.

So I forewarn those who belive ruts are the pits. Enjoy your rut. Because you very well may get out of your rut. But believe you me, it cannot be any worse than being in the dreaded un-rut. or euphoria, if you will.

over the weekend, a friend of mine purchased tickets to go see...

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 22:36:20 -0400

over the weekend, a friend of mine purchased tickets to go see the gods of bass. Stanley Clark, Marcus Miller and the one and only [one i knew…] Victor Wooten.

It was like nothing I’ve ever seen before. The music was amazing and yet the entire crowd sat motionless while they watched these 3 men wail on basses with a drummer and keyboardist. I think my jaw may or may not have fallen off

ahh-maze ing

Sat, 23 Aug 2008 02:14:16 -0400

ahh-maze ing: i really wanted to reblog this. but i feel it’s best not on my page…buyer beware