<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7407836797534091572</id><updated>2012-02-06T18:43:36.608-08:00</updated><category term='jen&apos;s bday'/><category term='birthday plans'/><category term='weekend plans'/><title type='text'>Jen's Thoughts...</title><subtitle type='html'>♥Stuff I'm thinking and feel the need to share ♥</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7407836797534091572/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10661876958307036025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cejRNOt_AQ/TylUHR_M-DI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_3NKi2OWbak/s220/gorj_099809.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7407836797534091572.post-8089555792299682437</id><published>2012-02-02T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T18:49:37.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Bother?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Y'know, I'm really really tired of giving a damn about people who don't deserve it.&amp;nbsp; I'm tired of opening myself up to new people again and again and again, and all I get is patted on the head and stuck in the corner the instant they decide they no longer have a use for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already feel like I'm less than a human being thanks to a couple of people who supposedly were my "sisters".&amp;nbsp; I can't do this anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7407836797534091572-8089555792299682437?l=justjensthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8089555792299682437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/02/why-bother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7407836797534091572/posts/default/8089555792299682437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7407836797534091572/posts/default/8089555792299682437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/02/why-bother.html' title='Why Bother?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10661876958307036025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cejRNOt_AQ/TylUHR_M-DI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_3NKi2OWbak/s220/gorj_099809.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7407836797534091572.post-1903826772290484743</id><published>2012-01-17T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T07:58:16.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scrubbing of Stories and Scrapping of Acrylics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;All fan fics were scrubbed yesterday.&amp;nbsp; Don't panic that's scrubbed, not scrapped.&amp;nbsp; What that means is that I simply have too much handwritten material for each of my fan fic stories (which at last count there were a half dozen), and it's to the point that I don't know which version I intended to go with, and which one is considered a re-write.&amp;nbsp; So, everything was scrubbed yesterday, and all stories are either being started from scratch, or with a clean slate should they be pieces that are currently in progress.&amp;nbsp; It's the only way I can keep everything straight in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with a heavy heart that I've decided to give up my acrylic nails.&amp;nbsp; For starters I throw freight three out of the five nights I work, and that alone is pure hell on them.&amp;nbsp; On top of that, it's $27 per visit (I don't do full color, I do french tips--and I tip well b/c of how stiff my hands are), and I go twice a month, so that's $54 a month I could be putting towards groceries or paying a bill. My plan is to let them grow out until my birthday, and then have them soak off whatever is left, which I'm hoping will salvage at least part of my nails.&amp;nbsp; If I didn't think it would look grotesquely odd I'd trim them back every so often, as I have a feeling they're going to make life incredibly difficult before next month gets here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7407836797534091572-1903826772290484743?l=justjensthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1903826772290484743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/scrubbing-of-stories-and-scrapping-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7407836797534091572/posts/default/1903826772290484743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7407836797534091572/posts/default/1903826772290484743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/scrubbing-of-stories-and-scrapping-of.html' title='The Scrubbing of Stories and Scrapping of Acrylics'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10661876958307036025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cejRNOt_AQ/TylUHR_M-DI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_3NKi2OWbak/s220/gorj_099809.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7407836797534091572.post-2703220760452125332</id><published>2012-01-15T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T07:42:14.989-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday plans'/><title type='text'>Best. Birthday. Ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Can you tell I'm excited yet?&amp;nbsp; Just over a month to go and everything is coming together completely perfect.&amp;nbsp; I'm getting custom artwork done for my invitations, and that should be in by the end of the week.&amp;nbsp; Everyone I've asked so far is definitely into going, my parents are behind everything I wanna do (and are giving me a gift this year that's absolutely unbelievable), and I'm determined to spend this year ANYWHERE EXCEPT MY BEDROOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a custom gorjuss fan art t-shirt to wear that I hope I can get finished in time.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to send my artwork to Zazzle, and have them print it...then finish customizing it from there.&amp;nbsp; This is what the artwork looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7HoM8ZO4e4/TxLzaGwmFII/AAAAAAAAAUw/5zE3cYE7TCo/s1600/gorjuss_fanart_shirtlogo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="116" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7HoM8ZO4e4/TxLzaGwmFII/AAAAAAAAAUw/5zE3cYE7TCo/s320/gorjuss_fanart_shirtlogo.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The skull and heart are from Suzanne's paint shop pro brushes, and I painted in the stripes by hand on psp. Next stop is to find the material that I want to use to make the sleeves.&amp;nbsp; I've got one last fabric store to hit, then I'll be looking online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7407836797534091572-2703220760452125332?l=justjensthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2703220760452125332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/best-birthday-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7407836797534091572/posts/default/2703220760452125332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7407836797534091572/posts/default/2703220760452125332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/best-birthday-ever.html' title='Best. Birthday. Ever.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10661876958307036025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cejRNOt_AQ/TylUHR_M-DI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_3NKi2OWbak/s220/gorj_099809.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7HoM8ZO4e4/TxLzaGwmFII/AAAAAAAAAUw/5zE3cYE7TCo/s72-c/gorjuss_fanart_shirtlogo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7407836797534091572.post-5068302380619321459</id><published>2012-01-10T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:35:38.903-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jen&apos;s bday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend plans'/><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Not wanting to go to PF alone...I decided to rearrange things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17th:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Me day....nails, haircut, etc.&amp;nbsp; Also to make sure I sleep AT night, so I can be with friends all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18th:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hang out with friends, go to favorite place in Nashville for lunch...goof around on 2nd Ave and Broadway.&lt;br /&gt;-Possible nightcap with parents (got a favorite alcoholic beverage I want, and I don't D&amp;amp;D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19th (Actual Birthday):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dinner with family members at the Loveless Cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20th:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Recoup, get myself BACK on 3rd shift time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7407836797534091572-5068302380619321459?l=justjensthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5068302380619321459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7407836797534091572/posts/default/5068302380619321459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7407836797534091572/posts/default/5068302380619321459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-weekend.html' title='Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10661876958307036025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cejRNOt_AQ/TylUHR_M-DI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_3NKi2OWbak/s220/gorj_099809.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7407836797534091572.post-2597157162210325569</id><published>2011-12-28T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T07:08:43.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: cornflowerblue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;STOP THE WORK/SLEEP CYCLE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everyday  I come home, change straight into pj's and start making plans to go to  bed.&amp;nbsp; If I'm going to get out of this nasty cycle, I gotta stop that.&amp;nbsp;  There are easy ways to change it, by putting on clothes instead of pj's  when I get home, and taking the extra five minutes to make the bed when I  get up at night.&amp;nbsp; It's easier not to want to lay around and use the  excuse "I could go out but I'd have to get dressed", if I take away the  two biggest excuse triggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: cornflowerblue;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;SPEND ONE DAY EACH WEEK FOR ME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As  it stands now, the only time I leave the house is to go to work, even  on weekends/payday weekends.&amp;nbsp; I used to spend one day each week just  doing what I wanted, and on payday weekends I'd go out to do that and  cap that off by grocery shopping.&amp;nbsp; I need to start doing that again.&amp;nbsp; I  always feel so much more relaxed every other Friday when I go get my  nails done, and I think I need to start taking advantage of that, and  figuring out something to do on the weeks that I don't go get that done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: cornflowerblue;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;GET INTO THE GYM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The  pooch needs to go.&amp;nbsp; It's not baby weight.&amp;nbsp; It's called "coming home and  doing nothing but lying around til you go to bed" weight, in  combination with poor eating habits.&amp;nbsp; I gotta find somewhere that has  trainer's, that are affordable.&amp;nbsp; I need the trainer because I know me,  if I don't have some sort of motivation to go, I'll use every excuse in  the book to keep from going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: cornflowerblue;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;DO SOME SERIOUS PURGING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I  don't mean the kind of purging where I stick my finger down my throat.&amp;nbsp;  I'm talking about getting rid of some of the toxic energy I continue to  keep myself surrounded with.&amp;nbsp; I still wear a ring on my thumb given to  me by an ex, and I have a ton of stuff in this room that goes back to  the psycho who tried to kill me.&amp;nbsp; I need to get rid of it and rid myself  of the negative energy. Believe it or not I started to cleanse myself  of it when I moved back home from CA and she sold a lot of my stuff.&amp;nbsp;  90% of it was stuff that either she or April gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  want to write letters to certain people, who I feel I still need to get  some things off my chest about.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if I should send them or  what, but I know I need to get rid of the energy that I keep focused on  that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a ton of Xena merchandise still sitting in  boxes in the closet in my spare room.&amp;nbsp; Time to actually get that posted  to e-bay and do something positive with the funds.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps that'll be  the starting point for the trips I want to take for my 33rd, 34th, and  35th birthdays.&amp;nbsp; The ring? It's a Xena collectors item that's hard to  come by anymore, I could probably fund a really nice weekend away  somewhere with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: cornflowerblue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cornflowerblue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;GET BUDGET BACK ON TRACK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My  spending habits are atrocious. I need to sit down and figure up how  much I'm spending a month on bills, and then see what my grocery budget  is, rather than what it should be.&amp;nbsp; I could do way better than I am, I  just need to sit down and actually do it.&amp;nbsp; And then I gotta find the  right motivation to stick to it.&amp;nbsp; I think that lies in the bank, and  finding out if there's a way to put funds into an account that I cannot  touch until an agreed upon future date.&amp;nbsp; It's the only way I'll be able  to actually save anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: cornflowerblue;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;STOP EATING SO MUCH FAST FOOD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There's  a McDonald's in the Wal-Mart where I work.&amp;nbsp; And what's worse? It's open  24 hours just like we are.&amp;nbsp; I guarantee I spend $100 out of every  paycheck on food from there.&amp;nbsp; This ties in with getting into the gym, as  I know that the combination of this, and coming home sitting on my ass  is the reason I'm now in a Lg top, that would've swallowed me whole two  years ago, and even it's starting to get a little on the tight side.&amp;nbsp; I  started purchasing dress clothes that will hide my bulge rather than do  something to get rid of it.&amp;nbsp; And that's no good.&amp;nbsp; I refuse to go into  double digits on pants sizes.&amp;nbsp; And cutting off the fast food is one way I  can keep that from happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7407836797534091572-2597157162210325569?l=justjensthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2597157162210325569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-years-resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7407836797534091572/posts/default/2597157162210325569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7407836797534091572/posts/default/2597157162210325569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjensthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10661876958307036025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cejRNOt_AQ/TylUHR_M-DI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_3NKi2OWbak/s220/gorj_099809.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
