Monthly Archives: May 2009

dizzy madness/all I need is your face

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Thus begins Jennie’s Spring Fling with every singer/songwriter in the US that is between 20-50 who may or may not be definitely IS the perfect match for her.

I can’t help it– spring comes around and I need a new outlook on life. I need Jon McLaughlin to tell me to that all he needs is my face. I need Better Than Ezra to sing that we’re absolutely still, and that a million years wouldn’t be long enough. I need Graham Colton to tell me that these are the best days, I need Mat Kearney to meet me once again, down off Lake Michigan, I need Stephan Jenkins to ask me why can’t I be a little more mystery.

I’m on my way to owning 5 new albums that I am sure will keep my soul at bay this summer, and I look forward to finding more loves on the way:

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1. Jon McLaughlin, OK NOW (CHECK)

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2. Better Than Ezra, Paper Empire (CHECK)

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3. Graham Colton, Here Right Now (Out, need to find!!)

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4. Mat Kearney, City of Black & White (May 19, 2009)

5. Third Eye Blind, Ursa Major. (Yet to release a date, and no picture! Eek!)

Books of 2009.

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I wanted to read 50 books by the end of the year. It’s almost been 6 months, and I am sorely behind:

1. Illumination Night, Alice Hoffman

2. Montana Sky, Nora Roberts

3. Gonzalez and Daughter Trucking Company, Maria Amparo Escandon

4. Red Azalea, Anchee Min

5. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, Betty Smith

Only 5!! This is terrible. But I am half-way through The Red Tent, and now that I’ve been riding the train, I can read more.

Wish me luck!

This is why I shall gain 50 pounds.

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Every day when I get to my desk, there is something new on the office table to eat. Cake, cookies, chocolates, candy, and sometimes fruit. A bag of kumquats here, some lemons there, always something from a tree or a plant or someone’s garden. Roses, daisies, leftover dyed flowers from an event. And sometimes, recyclable bags or gifts from someone’s goodies they no longer want. People are also starting to figure out I always take their junk, and so I’ve acquired some random items including but not limited to a whale pencil holder. But, inevitably, the point is there is always food.

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Yesterday I made it all day and didn’t eat one chocolate that were on the table by 7:30am. I watched them go, one by one, until noon, and never made a move. (Of course, I found an excuse to polish off a bag of salt & vinegar chips when I got home, but the point is at work I stayed strong.)

Today, I was handed a piece of chocolate cake. Handed. I didn’t have a choice. I gobbled it right up. Yum.

I am ruined.

New Love Monday

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1. The Fray’s new album, even though it’s self titled. (Which I, personally, think is tacky after CD 1.)

2. The fresh orange flowers on my desk, left over from an event on campus.

3. This new styled burger I made and ate this past Friday, which was delicious.

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4. My new love of Eric Hutchinson.

5. New beginnings. New books finished. Like this one.

God wants you to recycle.

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This is what I have decided:

God wants you to recycle.

I am sick of hearing about people who don’t care about recycling, and I am sick of hearing about people tell me why I should go to church. I think that everyone’s relationship with God should be their own, and I think that God would probably tell you to recycle.I have had countless people tell me, “You should join a church.” Blah blah blah, God this, God that. And some of those very same people go around throwing their plastic in the garbage, tossing gum out the window of their car, “forget” that milk cartons can be put in the blue bin. What is the matter with everyone?

God gave us this one world, right? And we’re supposed to live here, hang out a while, be nice to people, and head over to him when we’re done? Cool…so why wouldn’t we clean up after ourselves?

After all, he did all that creating for a reason, and I am pretty sure he designed it the way he did for a reason. So we took down some trees, put up some houses, explained to God we needed somewhere to live. He got that, right? Dwellings have been around awhile, and since there hasn’t been a huge disaster, I guess he understands.

But then, we pushed it. We needed a pool, some TV, some video games, the spa, a place to get our hair done, somewhere to buy our clothes, somewhere to store the stuff we don’t need anymore. We need soda and junk food and plastic and Styrofoam and Tupperware. We need cell phones, house phones, computers, iPods. Oh, and chargers for all those things. We swear, God. We need them because we are humans. And we need them because everyone else has them. We need them because we’re humans who are more advanced than other animals. And you made us that way.

Well fine. We have houses, and TVs, and video games, and spas. And I use all those things. But the least we can do for God, the very least we can do, is pick up our shit when we’re done.

And, if not for God, for our children. Or our siblings’ children. Our friends’ children. Whoever.

So, people, pick up your shit. Separate it, recycle. Hold your can until you get home if you have to, put it in a blue bin. Use both sides of paper, and unplug stuff you’re not using.

Try harder, everyone. OK? Could you do that for me? For the kids you know? For God?

For Earth?

Thanks.

peace/love.