Can't think of words- Have pics instead.

The road, it humps.



KILLER SPIDER WTF.



I promise I didn't sniff them... Honest!



Why is Lincon in London? Confused :(



FINALLY.


Sorry to those of you who have me on FB and have already ~Seen~ these.

Helloooo? I'm a caaaaar...

I haven't abandoned you, my two readers. Heh. I've just not been in a mood to write. Actually, thats a damn lie, I'm always in the mood to write, I just don't know what to say most of the time.
Before I had a job and I could bitch about it (Walmart) and I had things to do and places to go and little dramas and adventures that amused me and I wanted to write them down.
The biggest issue in my life right now is a tie between quitting smoking and the fact that I could be lactose intolerant. I know, DRAMAZING.

Life exists as normal. Or as normal as the two most fucked up people to ever grace this planet can act. I have dishes to do. Sleep that I need, seeing as its 5am here. But no, these things will not happen. Because there is a car, somewhere out there, with an alarm that has been going off constantly all night. And because I have this horrible cough that has been happening all night.

Finally took some cough meds though. How responsible of me. I haven't found the car yet, but when I do I'm going to fucking light that shit on fire so fast, those damn Foxes with their kangaroo buddy won't know what the fuck just happened.
*Cough* Crabby Jen is crabby.

There was more to update you guys on, I'm sure of it. I can't remember anything so instead have a picture of something from England.



I'll write up a post in the next few days about our *Magical* adventure where I was forced to wander through the city for hours on end, walking mile after mile and taking picture after picture. It was awesome. There is still so much to see and do, but I'm not in any rush seeing as when my crazy family swoops into town I'll be forced to do it all again, so might as well enjoy it with them instead of secretly hating it like I do when it comes to visiting things in Chicago that I've been dragged to a million times.

So yeah. Thats my update. Fantastic wasn't it? Now I need to go find that fucking car...

Cleaning House

Today I'm cleaning. But because I am so awesome at it, I'm wasting time avoiding cleaning by clicking around on the internet.

Swine Flu

Sorry I haven't updated more about my trip. I managed to contract something my last day in England, and have been coughing and sniffling. Not to mention the sneezing and headaches, so I've been a bit unwell. I finally gave in tonight and got some more drugs and hopefully those will either help or kill me. I promise that Monday I will do a Mass update since it's my day off, and finish my blogs about England. Until then a picture will have to do.

Truth.

Lent: What will you sacrifce for a chocolate bunny this year?

This year I am giving up my vanity. I no longer care what people think of me and my appearances. I will dress, do my makeup (If at all) and hair how I please.

And in a moment of insomnia driven inspiration, I reached for the camera.

And out of the pictures I took, no makeup, little sleep and tons of caffine, I can finally say that I look amazing. Prettier than I've thought I've looked in quite some time.
Granted, at 3 o'clock in the morning I don't feel like smiling much. I do feel like writing. When nothing else has bored me to the point where my body gives up and sleeps.

Which is fine, because now I have some awesome new pictures of me that I would have never taken if I had been asleep. (Although if I had, when I woke up, boy howdy I would have been confused and mildly scared.)

So horrah for a lack of vanity. And discovering that underneath everything society holds so dear, and is so quick to judge someone with, is nothing more than crap.

For I am beautiful. Even at 3am when I can't sleep and really should be doing so.