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Life of the Bored and Taskless.

Saturday, February 28, 2004

Last night = amazing time with Chuck (again)

Spread chaos throughout the Barn Plaza once more, because this place needs to spice up its life...oh god, the Spice Girls *sings Spice Up Your Life* Grrr...we listened to music, went to a park, gooooood stuff!

Arg, I could have done something with him tonight too, but I had to study for bio, which I'm not even doing at this point. I can't concentrate on bio if there's not complete silence, and with a one-floored house where the living room is connected to EVERYTHING, I usually can't get anything done. I actually wanted to study, too. My grade kind of RELIES on this test at the moment...man, my brother has a more obnoxious laugh than I do...

I'm in kind of a bad mood, because of the whole thing above and other things, but I don't feel like putting a burden on anyone. That's probably why I got this blog in the first place. Actually, that's not true, it probably was an extention of my obsession with Weezer...wow, I hope none of you remember that. If you do, my condolences, friend.

8:22 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Thursday, February 26, 2004

Ok, so I got "homeworkitis" today, but this hasn't happened at all this year...only "testitis"...

When you sleep in and constantly keep waking up and falling back asleep, you can dream some pretty messed up things. The only one I remember is one where a SWAT team invaded my house, and pointed flare guns at me, and I started freaking out. Meanwhile, my dad was hiding somewhere, and when they found him they put us both in a police car. The policeman driver said that my dad could be going to jail for 3-7 years, and the reason was blurred, but it had something to do with a pig...

Hey, it could happen, especially with my dad. He didn't even get a building permit when he built his giant shrine to manliness (a.k.a. our garage) and he talks back to policemen. My dad is one bad mother...well, you know what I mean.

11:25 AM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Wednesday, February 25, 2004

I'm so happy right now, ecstatic, if you will. Yet, this English paper has to screw that up. Who, in their right mind, would actually WANT to do a compare and contrast essay on Beowulf and Grendel, and the differences of the influences of the particular cultures on the definition of good and evil? I wish we could just do an essay on Harry Potter for Brit Lit, anything better than this load of shit.

Ooh yay, pizza time. Somebody get me some Ritalin so I can actually get something done.

6:01 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Sunday, February 22, 2004

Watched the Sex and the City finale while drinking a Cosmopolitain and eating chocolate covered brownies. Life is good.

10:25 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

So yeah, besides having back problems and blue paint still underneath my nails from yesterday...I FEEL GOOD! (DER der DER der DER der DER!) *James Brown dance* Chuck asked me out! If I was ecstatic on Friday, I was buzzing last night.

So I won't ramble on about how thrilled I am, but I can safely say that after that emo fest a few posts back, things are looking up for me...you could say that "The future's so bright, I gotta wear shades"! Go lameass 80's songs!

7:57 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Saturday, February 21, 2004

Yay. :)

8:04 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Last night = amazing.

Chuck and I delivered much needed chaos to the Barn Plaza last night. Chuck had these two foam Lego swords that he got in Disney, and we sword...fought across the parking lot. We continued our du-el into Marshalls, as well as playing with all of the kiddie toys, including this awesome laptop that we made techno beats to. We did the same in Kohl's, and Chuck threw a toy across the store and tipped backward the handicapped mannequin. I nearly wet myself.

We stopped in Applebees and had some orgasmic potato skins, and Chuck...snorted a line of sugar. He's in rehab now, so I'm sure he'll recover. (He's doing NutraSweet now) I think we weirded our waitress out a couple of times, so yeah, mission accomplished. We trekked back to the movie theater, and on the way these two kids stole his swords and started playing with them. Lame to the max. While at the movies, we went into the arcade, and this girl touched Chuck's ass and asked if we were going out, both awkward AND random as hell.

Yay for yesterday. No yay for today. 9-4 at school doing set construction for the play. It wasn't bad, but I had the worst job EVER. Someone spilled a gallon of paint in a cabinet, and left it there, with other things in the cabinet as well. It took me about an hour to clean it up, and I even scrapped some of the dried paint off with my nails. This would be a preppy girl's worst nightmare, but my fluctuating OCD helped me through this one. Now I'm going to go rock climbing...what a day...

5:38 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Monday, February 16, 2004

I had an eventful weekend, for a change. I'm not going to go into detail, but I WILL, however, use some out-of-context facts:

1) The Macaroni Grill is AMAZING. Making them sing "Happy Birthday" in Italian to some one (who has to twirl a napkin over their head, I must add) when it's NOT their birthday is fun.

2) Songs about penises are funny. 'Nuff said.

3) Happy Birthday Dana!

4) When someone's mother comes in a darkened room and sees three teenage girls intertwined and on the floor...oh man, I hope she doesn't suspect anything...heh...

So while in the car on the way to take Dana out for lunch, someone calls my cell. I didn't recognize the number, so I figured it was another random person calling for Patricia (it happens). I call the number back, and say in an irritated voice, "Hello"

"Who is this?"
"Chris WHO?"
"Chris Campellone"
"...(thinking in head: OH SHIT, nice going, ya Jacq) OHHH, HEY!"

So, he called to say Happy Valentine's Day! Steph and Dana were laughing meanwhile because I'm a total ass. I was dying, it was the nicest thing ever! I felt bad because I was too wrapped up in my stupid emo-like mood lately that I didn't call him. If you are reading this Chris, I apologize for being stupid.

If I had an everlasting weekend, I think I'd be a happy camper...

6:55 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Friday, February 13, 2004

Say Anything...

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Happy Valentine's Day, lovah. So, I'm not really doing anything as far as "V-Day" goes. However, V-Day makes me think of D-Day and VE and VJ-Day. I hate World War II.

However, I do NOT hate Say Anything. If you've never seen it, I suggest you cuddle with your "honey" tomorrow and watch it. It's a "sigh" movie, and I love John Cusack. Now, THAT'S what I should be doing tomorrow, watching that movie, but my dad doesn't believe in renting movies...just like he doesn't believe in going to the doctor. I love my voluntarily redneck suburban father. *Sigh*

I have me a Valentine, y'all! Dan, the nicest person in the world, gave me a dozen roses and a teddy bear today! I had a horrible "trip" yesterday (yes, it WAS that time of the month *rips your heart out, takes a nibble or two*), so I really needed something like that! Too bad we can't date with out weird "sibling complex" thing, or else we'd make the BEST COUPLE EVER. I need to find me something close to a "Dan," if I can be that lucky. I probably don't even deserve it. *Sigh squared*

I'll close this blah fest by saying...cracker, please!....Please? Ok, fine, I'll get a Saltine and/or Ritz on my own! Psh!

6:48 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Thursday, February 12, 2004

I need A change and I need TO change. At the same time, I don't want either.

If you didn't know, I've been spoiled when it comes to having responsibilities. I don't know how to cook, I have no common sense, and I don't even have my permit or a job yet. But damn, I can sure do well in school!

I realize that soon, all of my "smarts" (which I believe are diminishing by the second) are going to be worthless if I actually want to do something with my life. Sure, I'll need them for college, but what about living away from my parents and learning how to manage a job and schoolwork at the same time?

When I really thought about this last night (while listening to the aforementioned song, see last post) I cried. I cried, because I'm unwilling to actually CHANGE myself. But with all of that blubbering behind me, I'm going to TRY and actually motivate myself and become "domesticated," because, when it comes down to it, when there isn't going to be someone pushing me to do everything, I'm going to be "shit out of luck."

Unfortunetly, the fun-loving, lazyass side of my personality might have to be sacrificed a bit, and I'll actually need to grow up. What a shame.

The song also made me lonely as hell. It seems like anymore I'm looking at guys who have a "relationship potential" with myself. Then I get hopeful that, hey, maybe they're doing the same. Of course they're not, but in the my ol' noggin they are. I need someone right now, not in a way that other people (who are not hormonally challeged like myself) do, I just want a companion. I already have Dan, who would be perfect had it not been for our "situation" (no attraction whatsoever) but I need another one. It's not that Dan's not enough, it's just that there's a gap that needs to be filled with a relationship. I know, prom's coming up, but I might just go alone. I'm going because a) I am secure enough to go and just hang out with friends and b) I already bought a dress.

So, I close this rambling with a little quote, maybe it's a little cry of loneliness, but I admit it, I'm lonely.

"Bear with me, be with me tonight."

Someone, please.

5:17 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Wednesday, February 11, 2004

I feel like this song stole my thoughts and exposed me. I can't stop listening to it, it's crazy. You can read it if you want, but I put this up here for myself. Hey, it's my boring and taskless blog anyway.

Barenaked Ladies ~ What A Good Boy

When I was born, they looked at me and said,
"What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy. "
And when you were born, they looked at you and said,
"What a good girl, what a what a smart girl, what a pretty girl. "

We've got these chains that hang around our necks
People want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath.
Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same,
When temptation calls, we just look away.

This name is the hairshirt I wear
And this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair.
This song is the cross that I bear,
Bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me, be with me tonight,
I know that it isn't right, but be with me tonight.

I go to school, I write exams,
If I pass, if I fail, if I drop out,
Does anyone give a damn?
And if they do, they'll soon forget 'cause it won't take much for me
To show my life ain't over yet.
I wake up scared, I wake up strange.
I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever going to change.
I wake up scared, I wake up strange
And everything around me stays the same.


I couldn't tell you that I was wrong,
Chickened out, grabbed a pen and paper, sat down and I wrote this song.
I couldn't tell you that you were right,
So instead I looked in the mirror,
Watched TV, laid away all night.

We've got these chains, hang 'round our necks,
People want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath.
Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same when temptation calls...


When I was born, they looked at me and said;
"What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy. "
And when you were born, they looked at you and said;
"What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl, hey"

8:49 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Monday, February 09, 2004

Gazing upward to the vast sky, I spot a familiar figure dancing on the dark canvas of the night. Orion the Hunter, protecting the Earth on this cold, winter's night, poses galantly amongst other constellations. His large, star-studded belt is one that many recognize, but what many do not is a small star below this belt - Orion's shlong. I consider this star and its lack of grandeur, questioning why it is not acknowledged along with the rest of the figure. Perhaps it is because it is so tiny, and one must ponder...is his belt compensating for something?

5:50 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Friday, February 06, 2004

"Police Standoff Ends

Warwick Twp, PA Feb. 6, 2004 ? A man, Thomas Malone (pictured left), has been apprehended and is injured after a standoff with police in Jamison, Warwick Twp. Bucks county. The incident started around 1:53am at a residence is in the 22-hundred block of York Road in Jamison (Warwick Twp.)

Police say 52-year-old Thomas Malone and a 37-year-old woman from Richboro, relationship unknown, became involved in some type of disturbance.

Shots were fired at the female and she fled and called police. When police arrived shots were fired at police. No officers were injured, nor was the female who fled.

Police attempted negotiations with the man and talks broke off at around 4:30am.

A senior apartment complex nearby, Yorktown Senior Residence, has police present but no evacuations.

Police have closed York Road (between Bristol Rd. and Mill Rd.) also Almshouse Road is closed between Meetinghouse Road. and Land Road.

Due to the weather the school delay has helped with the kids because there are schools on both sides. Several businesses are closed in the area.."


Something remotely exciting happened finally in J-SON, and perhaps we now can get some "street cred", if you know what I mean. I even LIVE off of Yizzork Rizzoad, so give me respect, yo. Holla!

YEah. Wait, yes, YES! I just saw a pig bird fly!

10:18 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Me in a tree. Circa 1990.

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