stuff jen says: Jul. 8: Hello/Je;;p

Yes, this is a picture of someone checking in. Clever, no? You're right. No. Internet issues again. The problem is still router-related, and I have to use the desktop computer if I want to get on the Internet. And I hate the desktop computer because it's in the kids' playroom, one of too many rooms in our house that smells like crayons and feet. The desktop computer also has an odd keyboard with some extra keys, so I'm always one column over and my typing looks like this: Je;;p, O
, amd odopt/ O cammpt tu[e tp save ,u ;ofe/
("Hello, I am an idiot. I cannot type to save my life.")

Worst of all? My cool little Windows Live app I've been using for typing posts isn't on the desktop. Instead I'm using the Blogger editor window, which is fine but-cept it doesn't do the pretty curly apostrophes and quotes. It does straight ones. See? ' and "

Horror of horrors, right? I know!

Quick things, like Facebook and Twitter, I can access using my iPhone. For this reason, I'm not too worried that anyone will think I've dropped off the face of the earth because I can still post crap here and there. I did warn y'all that if my blog went quiet you could be sure I finally hurt myself THAT bad, but that has not yet happened. Knock on ~~wood~~ this cheap Lego-dented desk.

My point? I'm checking in. Also, I hate routers and tech support folk that don't fix the problem. And spiders. Ew. I hate spiders a lot. And I'm kinda tired of potato salad.

facts of jen's life

So, who do you think you are? I think I’m Jen. People who don’t know me sometimes call me Jenny. That’s weird.

Tell me about yourself. I was born a small black child, and am now a grown-up, or at least my kids think I am. I’m in my mid-40s and live in the ‘burbs of Portland, Oregon. My husband is Victor, and my kids are Katie and Jack. Read this if you want the real and very long scoop.

Tell me things people might not know about you. I am an ordained minister and can perform marriages. Why no one has asked me to do this for them yet, I do not know. ● At the request of my Disney-hating friend Ed, I got mouse ears embroidered with the name “Satan” and I didn’t even get kicked out of Disneyland. It’s quite possibly the ballsiest thing I’ve ever done. ● I “helped” write this book, published in 2012: You Take it From Here, by Pamela Ribon. My name is in the back, and I’m still geeking out about it. ● I recorded a song in a studio in 1994 and it got local radio play for a few months. At least two times I turned on the radio in the car and my song was playing at that moment—very cool. ● I nearly died from a zit in 1986. I am not making this up. ● Victor and I once appeared on The Tonight Show. Really. If you can find a VCR, I’ll show you the tape.

I read some of your posts and I think you might be an alcoholic. I drink way less than I write about drinking. If I ever STOP talking about booze, then it’ll be time for an intervention.

What do you love? Books. Coffee. Fonts. Broadway musicals. San Francisco. Bacon. Rum. Law & Order. Naps. Butter. Home. Crack cocaine. iDevices. Words. Disney vacations. You.

If you could punch anything or anyone in the face, what/who would it be? Cancer. I was diagnosed with lymphoma in November 2009. I kicked its big fat ugly ass and am in remission now. ● Comic Sans. ● People who won’t take responsibility for their problems—the “I didn’t do anything to deserve this!” attitude. Look in the mirror. That’s who to blame. ● Celebrities who are famous for no reason. Y’know, if we stop looking, they’ll go away... ● Bad grammar and spelling and the dummies who use it.

You seem bitter. Did someone piss in your Cheerios? I’m not bitter. I think unicorns-and-rainbows stuff isn’t very interesting to read, so I tend not to write that way. But also, now you’re being kind of a jackhole.

It seems like no one ever comments on your blog posts. Why is that? Most people comment on the Facebook links. I don’t know why.

What if I want to tell you something? Two ways to reach me: leave a comment on a post, or e-mail me at jenniferTAKETHISPARTOUTmanullang at gmail-dot-com.

2 comments:

AnonymousJuly 8, 2009 at 2:22:00 PM PDT
:/ I feel your pain. My Internet just likes to be slooooooooooow as molasses which is apparently slow? I wouldn't know - but my Internet is slow. And I hate it.
sherileeJuly 8, 2009 at 5:57:00 PM PDT
I feel your pain also. Can I just say here, safely, away from my own blog, how flipping slow the connection on that beautiful island was last week? (I don't think my parents read your blog, they barely read mine!) They've got satelitte hook-up but it might as well be dial-up some days... But you, you're in the city! There are no excuses for such things. Hate those routers!

I'd make some joke about having a fling with the neighborhood IT nerd just to get this fixed, but Vic might take that the wrong way. Or, he could just be so glad the internet is back?

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Thanks! –Jen

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