21st Birthday Pictures! |
If I were to post the pictures that would illustrate how the night actually went (to me, at least) I would have included all the pictures of pure blackness, peoples necks, feet, lights, floors, etc......
Posted by jennka on Sat, 30 Aug 2008 10:23:00 PST |
St Thomas pictures!!! |
St Thomas with Jon and friends, 6-10 - 6-15. Best time everrrrrrr. Enjoy pictures.ccThe End!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!PSI love you Jon Lullo!...
Posted by jennka on Wed, 16 Jul 2008 02:43:00 PST |
the world spins madly on |
The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering. I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. The last sc...
Posted by jennka on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 08:58:00 PST |
Books. |
I cant tell if I stay home all the time because I like to read or if I like to read because I stay home all the time. Nevertheless - I organized my little personal library today and here are some of m...
Posted by jennka on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 12:45:00 PST |
What five letters spell "apocalypse"? |
Once we landed back in NYC my heart started beating at the right pace again. This trip did nothing for me other than bring to my attention the fact that, although I have considered this before, the de...
Posted by jennka on Sat, 12 Jan 2008 03:02:00 PST |
Moreira |
Large glasses have always been a very important asset to the Moreira family. Cute pictures I found while digging one day.Living in FloridaMe getting slapped in the face with a wave.Making out with my ...
Posted by jennka on Mon, 24 Dec 2007 09:55:00 PST |
Think. |
This hominid moment is not a state that can be perfected; it is a process, and to arrest that process is probably not possible...Once we were prokaryotic bacteria, then we were dinosaurs, and now we a...
Posted by jennka on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 10:36:00 PST |
Am I asking too much? |
I want somebody who sees the pointlessness, and still keeps their purpose in mind. I want somebody who has a tortured soul, some of the time. I want somebody who will either put out for me, or put me ...
Posted by jennka on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 09:52:00 PST |
6|28|86 - 9|19|04 |
They carved your name into a stone and then they put it in the ground, I run my fingers through the grooves when no one's around Drink till I am sick and I talk to myself in the dog days of the summer...
Posted by jennka on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 09:17:00 PST |
