I am single and ready to mingle.
Short of a couple blips, I have been single for a long time. A long long time. A long long long time.
Anna says she just can't think of anyone cool enough.
Uhhh...I'm not really cool...at all...but it's a nice thought.
I almost made out with my hand the other day.
But here's the deal...
I may have an extraordinarily cynical outer shell. I may hate PDAs. I may scoff and poke fun. I may mean it.
In real internal reality...
I am actually one giant vagina of romantic hope and excitement.
Seriously...slap some music on it and I'll probably cry...list my fantasies out and my grandparents will definitely cry.
I'm only twenty fucking five. I'm not worried about dying alone. Yet.
Soon to be twenty six...well not until May but for Jonesie that's soon enough to start planning my usual week of birthday extravaganza...did you know that it ONLY costs $250 to rent a hotel room next to the water park??!??!?!
Plus Momma Jones sent me some totally badass hotpink heart jewelry to wear tomorrow.
I surround myself with love. It only takes a real moment around me to see that.
Just like Davey and Holway on Friday were surronded by tits and ass from the Playboy Memory Computer Game at the bar in Northfield...
Yeah, even though I hardly played at all, they were definitely entering my name into the winners section. Sweet Playboy juices will be mine for all of eternity.
Jonesie is surrounded by love.
In honor of VD Day...
TOP TEN LOVES FOR FEBRUARY 14th, 2007
In no particular order...
10) The kickass Bday present I got my Madzie: a mini hookah, apple flavored tobacco, two chocolate bars & a box of evening tea...Our Thursday night Grey's Anatomy gathering is going to be quite an adventure this time round.
9) From www.showusyourwiener.com...
8) Seriously...watch all of this...
Uhhh...you can bet your nads I cried buckets during this. Also, forced to decide (you know, during wartime or a good game of Would You Rather?), I would totally do beast over man. Mostly because Skidboot rules and that cowboy is a tool.
7) Local Musicians & Their (somewhat) Recent Albums that KICKASS! Obsessions of the week...
http://www.myspace.com/markmallman
fav song of week: Death Wish
http://www.myspace.com/stookmusic
fav song of week: One Blue Teardrop
6) The lyrics to Bruce's "Incident on 57th Street" (One of) My favorite, tragic love song(s)...it's all about the siren at the end.
Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night
With bruised arms and broken rhythm in a beat-up old Buick
But dressed just like dynamite
He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street
But they sighed "Johnny it falls apart so easy and you know hearts these days are cheap"
And the pimps swung their axes and said "Johnny you're a cheater."
Well the pimps swung their axes and said "Johnny you're a liar"
And from out of the shadows came a young girl's voice said: "Johnny don't cry"
Puerto Rican Jane, oh won't you tell me what's your name.
That final line of that section...one of my top five Bruce lyrics of all time.
5) WE GOT A FRINGE FEST SHOW! There will be dancing! There will be video (there has to be...we are in visual fringe!) There will be stories! There will be Jonesie making an amazing a-hole out of herself onstage. YAY!
4) Coffee beans...be it covered in dark chocolate or pressed all cold like or all french like...I love you.
What's up lady biznasty looking coffee bean?
I'd drink even if the wiener dog whizzed in the mug.
3) My sister, who I don't talk to very often, has been calling me every evening for the past few days. She's having a lot of trouble with an undeserving friend of hers. Natalie left a distressed message today and ended with "I just need some good Alexa time. I love you. Call me." Oh...how I love her back.
2) Man I love pooping at work. Seriously...I sit there an extra long time and think...I'm getting paid right now to poop...oh you damn Department Store...this one's for you.
1) Pappy (my college mentor/second father) once told me "Alexa, I know that when you find the person you are meant to be with, you will be really happy." Though my mother soon followed that lovely memory with "Alexa, are you screwed up in relationships because of what you've seen your father and me go through?", I still believe in the good.
Just imagine what naughty lingerie she picked out for her special someone...grrrrr....
Happy Valentine's Day Everyone!
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Hearts n' Farts n' Crafts
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Bruce Springsteen,
Dating,
holidays,
music,
personal photography,
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Skidboot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Skidboot is MY Valentine.
Olivia is my valentine...and from one very single girl to another, i think our conversation last night was fabulous. HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, Jonsie! See you tonight.
Ok, blogroll me.
okay, i definitely thought that coffee bean was a hot dog at first glance. gross gross gross.
...and that's why we're friends...
Happy Valentine's Day Love!!!
This is how I know we are friends. I do the same pooping thing at work. THE EXACT SAME. =)
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