Jen

About me? Lord, that could take a thousand years. I'm complex, yo. Okay, I'm not. I love what I like and I hate what I don't. But there's always room for grey. Have you left yet? Okay, for those of you who are still with me, here's some of the shizzy on me: I love small groups in controllable environments. That means dinners out; game nights; movies, movies and more movies; small get togethers... stuff like that. I hate anything loud, anxiety-causing, or retarded... such as bars, Tom Arnold, concerts-without-a-seat-assignment, clubs, most amusement parks, and fairs. Anyone too obviously coked-up or on speed makes me want to morph into a turtle and hide under my shell. Example: Robin Williams or Richard Simmons. Plus, I heard Kathy Griffin say that Richard Simmons eats his own sweaty make-up when it starts coming off his face. Yeah. As if the constant threat of his balls plinging someone in the eye while he's bouncing around in those short-shorts wasn't enough to turn a girl's stomach.But the true passion of my life... aside from my gorgeous husband, my soulmate-best friend and her daughter, and my two beloved cats... is movies. Well, that's not entirely true. I would have to broaden that to "stories." Most of the time these days, the stories come from film, but I'm also a huge reader from way back, and I insist on identifying myself as a writer, no matter how long it's been since I've written anything real. I love being immersed in other people's stories, or even my own. My taste in both film and literature is pretty eclectic, especially regarding film. I love everything from David Lynch to Sergio Leone to Frank Henenlotter to Sidney Lumet to Martin Scorsese to George Romero. I watch a lot of B-movies, grindhouse flicks and cult favorites.My attention span is sometimes a bit like that of a house fly, and that is why this ends here. Enjoy.