Well, I’m back.
“Hey, Jenny, Where the hell did you go in the first place??? You didn’t even say goodbye!!! You just up and quit! You’re a quitter! That’s what you are!! Why should we trust you?!?! You just waltz in with your funny little comments and embarrassing dating traumas and as soon as it starts to feel like a “commitment” boom! You’re out the door!! We’re not falling for it again!! We quit you, Jenny!!! WE QUIT YOU!!!”
Now, now, husssh. Husssssh. It’s okay, I understand. I’ve been a bit of a bastard and you all have every right to be mad at me. I’m like that deadbeat dad. I can always make you laugh, I let you do things your mom won’t, and I let you stay up WAAAAY past your bedtime. All your friends think I’m the coolest. And I am the coolest…when I show up, which is never worth banking on. I’m too selfish. Commitment makes me feel strangled and I’m too busy chasing my dreams and those damn get rich quick schemes to be bothered to update my sweet baby blog.
But that was the old me!!! I’m changin’ my ways!! Will I still be flakey? Yes. Will I still say stupid things? All the time. Will I still dress terrible and go on a new diet every 2 weeks? You bet. But dammit, if I can’t commit to updating a damn blog every once in a while, what can I commit to??? NOTHING!!! That’s what!!! Certainly not a diet, or an exercise regimen, or an unsatisfying relationship.
My NAME IS JENNY! AND I’M A QUITTER!!!!
Stupid Comment of the Day:
Mine all Mine. Today, as I dropped my roomate off at the airport for her flight to Mexico, I said, "How will I know you got there safe?? Oh wait, I guess if you don't it'll show up on the news." oooooo.
or
The airport security gaurd who while riffeling through her bag found a memory foam vibrating back pillow and anounced to everyone that she had a "Vibrator"
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