"yeah. that was a big night. yeah."

hello darlings,

first off, the comments posted on the previous entry make me want to print them out and tape them next to my windows and my "things to get movin' and soon" list. thank you. wholeheartedly. why do i have the most wonderful friends ever.

i assure you i have not been moping since thursday. after a couple of nights of just freaking being by myself - yeeees - the madness started up again, which this time i was better prepared for, due to sufficent jen-time.

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my housemates and i are in the midst of a full-on hard-core flatmate search. we had two open houses this weekend. the people entering our home represent the whole of the humanbeingspectrum. one huge dude with a huge beard brought us a case of beer he brewed. a 35 year old woman w pink dreadlocks who quit her job as a corporate lawyer after 7 yrs at some fancy ass lawfirm in manhattan, now running AIDS charities and is a certified masseuuuuueuse. another is the chief editor of "Star Wars Insider" ('the official' star wars magazine - he freaking works w lucas films, etc). but we will see. onward.

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you know that vh1 show "the greatest week ever" - not sure if its on anymore or not, but surely stace should be given the nod for this one. geeeeeez. she had 6 interviews last week, and just signed with SWA - pretty much the sweetest landscape architecture firm, and were talking in the world here. http://www.asla.org/awards/2005/medals/awarded/swa.htm - seriously its like a top ten architecture business or something. and they focus on sustainability, socially aware work. i'm seriously incredibly, incredibly proud of her. oh and of course it makes me feel a little worthless, but i shall live vicariously through her and she will cook me good meals, and i will clean the dishes.

and i spoke with her frankly about being hired to work at ruby x (record label). really it would just be wierd. so instead i will do what i can for awesome meals cooked by stacey. i've always preferred bartering over capitalism. amanda - i too apparently only follow the direction of my stomach.

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and i have noticed that i am increasingly enjoying, seeking out even, reasons to get all dolled up for night-time events. i am a tom-boy for sure, but i really like dressing up now. like, a lot, not that im that good at it. i kinda feel like a tom-boy transvestite. and i really like dressing glam. um i know sorry.

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more photos (same epoch, different camera):
luv luv luv rudy and steph

bc they rock


stacey plus parasol equals authority.

the world is at my fingertips


you should see rudy when he's "getting his game, on, etc"

cristiano makes that face in nearly every photo taken of him, which is fiiiiine. but i still like this photo a lot.





the king and queen of the castro, with their bounty




my couch for a week.




pensive. and umimissyou.










ok i just went photo crazy. ah! its just that i miss you a lot and want you to see everything. ugh.

irrelevant, illogical updates:
1) i adore the SAT course i teach on saturday in pittsburgh (hour away on train). the students told me yesterday that they want me to teach the math section as well. um hi i think they're fantastic and im so thankful i learned ghetto slang before the course started. i hope they're learning something though.
2) italians are coming back tomorrow before their final departure on tuesday (i think). faaaantastic.
3) still on "the milagro beanfield war" with no end in the near future. i'm thrilling.

love you a lot- jen.