<?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-10776498</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:29:05.269-05:00</updated><category term='ethics'/><category term='Truth'/><category term='news'/><category term='movies'/><category term='grace'/><category term='community'/><category term='freelancing'/><category term='nature'/><category term='art'/><category term='human rights'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='leaving'/><category term='travel'/><category term='black sites'/><category term='white house'/><category term='worship'/><category term='family'/><category term='distance'/><category term='iraq'/><category term='washington dc'/><category term='anger'/><category term='Guantanamo Bay'/><category term='dating'/><category term='work'/><category term='humor'/><category term='weather'/><category term='torture'/><category term='Al Qaeda'/><category term='peace'/><category term='transition'/><category term='God'/><category term='Jars of Clay'/><category term='fall'/><category term='Pluto'/><category term='Darfur'/><category term='computers'/><category term='africa'/><category term='rain'/><category term='alcohol'/><category term='Walmart'/><category term='slavery'/><category term='Beauty'/><category term='CIA'/><category term='blog template'/><category term='secret prisons'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='love'/><category term='poverty'/><category term='capitalism'/><category term='google'/><category term='geneva conventions'/><category term='Johnny Cash'/><category term='media'/><category term='technology'/><category term='Sudan'/><category term='trust'/><category term='bush'/><category term='Serendipity'/><category term='planets'/><category term='congress'/><category term='republican'/><category term='environment'/><category term='military'/><category term='genocide'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='hope'/><category term='creativity'/><category term='living wage'/><category term='objectivity'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='trivia'/><category term='democrat'/><category term='NPR'/><category term='corporations'/><category term='William Hung'/><category term='science'/><category term='women'/><category term='UN'/><category term='President Bush'/><category term='stress'/><category term='politics'/><category term='Target'/><category term='culture'/><category term='subjectivity'/><category term='body'/><category term='eastmountainsouth'/><category term='music'/><category term='Fox'/><category term='outer space'/><category term='terrorism'/><category term='spirituality'/><category term='singleness'/><category term='customize blog'/><category term='saying goodbye'/><category term='abu ghraib'/><category term='wikipedia'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='blogger'/><category term='food'/><category term='CNN'/><category term='citizen journalism'/><category term='dignity'/><category term='concerts'/><category term='Minnesota'/><category term='coffee shops'/><category term='writing'/><category term='regina spektor'/><title type='text'>For The Love</title><subtitle type='html'>Any fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. 
It takes a touch of genius - and a lot of courage - 
to move in the opposite direction. Albert Einstein</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>477</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-111448571306969765</id><published>2010-09-13T10:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T10:34:03.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.qsc4.xdrugsx.com"&gt;http://www.qsc4.xdrugsx.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-111448571306969765?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/111448571306969765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=111448571306969765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/111448571306969765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/111448571306969765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2010/09/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-7000240934024386739</id><published>2007-04-25T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T12:43:56.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>They just thought I'd know better...</title><content type='html'>Does anyone ever read my blog anymore?  No, because I suck at updating it.  I'm beginning the slow demise into the abyss of bloglessness.  Life is just getting tricky to write about in this open, honest way.  Is that weird?  I guess it's because now, the things that matter often happen in the context of a committed and intimate relationship, and even though these things aren't secret, they are better kept private.  Is that cryptic enough? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So speaking of this guy that is indirectly affecting my blogging ways... Tom is, as you all should know, a huge Guns N Roses fan.  Pretty crazy.  I mean it's not everyday you run into someone who's favorite band is GNR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the band has grown on me so much - I kid you not.  They make really fun, really rocking music.  I can't believe I said rocking but that's the only word to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the actual point of this post is that you should look online for a song from the upcoming GNR album Chinese Democracy.  There are tons of songs that have been leaked.  But the one that I love is called "&lt;strong&gt;Better&lt;/strong&gt;."  Check it out.  It's pretty amazing.  Apparently some GNR fans think it's horrible but Tom and I are big fans of the new direction of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you're like, GNR? Are they still around?  Basically Axl Rose bought the rights to the band name, got all new band members, and has spent 10 years and $15 million working on Chinese Democracy.  Will it ever really come out?  If the songs are like "Better," I hope so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-7000240934024386739?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7000240934024386739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=7000240934024386739&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7000240934024386739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7000240934024386739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/04/they-just-thought-id-know-better.html' title='They just thought I&apos;d know better...'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-5499621991776414239</id><published>2007-04-12T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T18:50:51.086-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Kurt Vonnegut has left the building</title><content type='html'>I'm sad.  Even though I really didn't read that much by him, everything I did read resounded and made me laugh.  He's direct, says it like it is, emphasizes the real human tragedy of it all, and then laughs because really, life is so ridiculous that what else can you do but laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bordersmedia.com/features/pages/vonnegut_brinkley.asp"&gt;Here is a really excellent reflection on the man&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might also try Google Video or You Tube to see some videos of him.  I saw him on The Daily Show last year and was terribly entertained and enlightened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-5499621991776414239?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5499621991776414239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=5499621991776414239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5499621991776414239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5499621991776414239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/04/kurt-vonnegut-has-left-building.html' title='Kurt Vonnegut has left the building'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-2716117627156606720</id><published>2007-04-06T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T14:02:47.132-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>What we're spreading</title><content type='html'>"I find this so unsavory ... they‘re going out and killing people around the world to spread democracy, and what are we spreading? A form of government based on how much money you can raise from rich people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chris Matthews, host of Hardball with Chris Matthews, on the record-breaking campaign fundraising figures for the 2008 presidential election. (Source: &lt;a id="hlQuote_source" href="http://go.sojo.net/ct/-122fdp1QXRl/"&gt;MSNBC.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-2716117627156606720?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2716117627156606720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=2716117627156606720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2716117627156606720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2716117627156606720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-were-spreading.html' title='What we&apos;re spreading'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-4835186665349935826</id><published>2007-03-16T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T10:58:33.358-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Holla' if you like open source software</title><content type='html'>So, I'm really not that much of a computer nerd, but I am aware of this little phenomenon called "open source software."  I'm no expert, but basically it's software by the people, for the people!  And that means it's free (but donations are always welcome).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm appreciating it anew today because I recently got a new computer.  I sucked it up and had Microsoft Office 7 installed on the system, but what I didn't realize until just the other day is that I bought Office &lt;em&gt;basic&lt;/em&gt;.  Meaning, though I do have Word, Excel, and Outlook, I am missing FrontPage and PowerPoint.  Those are two programs I actually have to use for work, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was debating about what to do, and even called my friend John to get his advice (which was great.  I kept trying to copy the old program files but thankfully he told me that madness was futile and wouldn't work.)  But then I started wondering if there was an equivalent to either program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, there is!  The "equivalent" for FrontPage is called Nvu ("New View") and you can get it at &lt;a href="http://www.nvu.com"&gt;http://www.nvu.com&lt;/a&gt;.  The "equivalent" for PowerPoint is called Impress and you can get it as part of OpenOffice at &lt;a href="http://www.OpenOffice.org"&gt;www.OpenOffice.org&lt;/a&gt;.  (They also have replacements for Microsoft Word, Excel, Access, CorelDraw, and I'm not sure what else.)  I put equivalent in quotes because it's not super helpful to think of them as replacements.  They are different.  But for all intents and purposes, they do the same things.  Sometimes, you might argue, they even do it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, everything is working perfectly.  You can even save things in Microsoft-compliant formats.  For example, even though I'm creating a slideshow presentation in Impress, which is a totally different program, I can save it in a format that PowerPoint users can handle without any problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably know that Google is on top of this whole software thing as well.  They have created web-based versions of these software programs, as well as web-based email and calendars.  I'm sure that's the way it's going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy for the creativity and development of companies like Microsoft, but I have to admit my little heart leaps when there are democratic solutions like this available.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-4835186665349935826?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/4835186665349935826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=4835186665349935826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4835186665349935826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4835186665349935826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/03/holla-if-you-like-open-source-software.html' title='Holla&apos; if you like open source software'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6051431868136538947</id><published>2007-03-11T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T20:19:01.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Update on the letter: Kudos to the NAE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evangelical Body Stays the Course on Global Warming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebuffing Christian radio commentator James C. Dobson, the board of directors of the National Association of Evangelicals reaffirmed its position that environmental protection, which it calls "creation care," is an important moral issue.  &lt;p&gt;Dobson, the founder of Focus on the Family, and two dozen other conservative Christian leaders, including Gary L. Bauer, Tony Perkins and Paul M. Weyrich, sent the board a letter this month denouncing the association's vice president, the Rev. Richard Cizik, for urging attention to global warming.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The letter argued that evangelicals are divided on whether climate change is a real problem, and it said that "Cizik and others are using the global warming controversy to shift the emphasis away from the great moral issues of our time," such as abortion and same-sex marriage.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If Cizik "cannot be trusted to articulate the views of American evangelicals on environmental issues, then we respectfully suggest that he be encouraged to resign his position with the NAE," the letter concluded.&lt;/p&gt;he Rev. Leith Anderson, the association's president, said Saturday that the board did not respond to the letter during a two-day meeting that ended Friday in Minneapolis. But, he said, the board reaffirmed a 2004 position paper, "For the Health of the Nations," that outlined seven areas of civic responsibility for evangelicals, including creation care along with religious freedom, nurturing the family, sanctity of life, compassion for the poor, human rights and restraining violence.  &lt;p&gt;On Friday, the association's board approved a 12-page statement on terrorism and torture. Anderson said that Cizik gave a report to the board on his work in Washington as vice president for governmental affairs and that there was no effort to reprimand him. "I think there was a lot of support from me, from the executive committee and from the board for Rich Cizik," said Anderson.&lt;/p&gt;(Article Source:                      By (AND) - www.andnetwork.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6051431868136538947?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6051431868136538947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6051431868136538947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6051431868136538947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6051431868136538947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/03/update-on-letter-kudos-to-nae.html' title='Update on the letter: Kudos to the NAE'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-530853645462037120</id><published>2007-03-08T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T22:33:31.521-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Conservative Christians... you baffle me</title><content type='html'>So James Dobson and the conservative evangelical crew have written a little letter about Rich C. at the NAE.  Read the letter &lt;a href="http://www.citizenlink.org/pdfs/NAELetterFinal.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Seriously, &lt;a href="http://www.citizenlink.org/pdfs/NAELetterFinal.pdf"&gt;read it&lt;/a&gt;.  It's very fascinating.  It gives me a strange sense that history is unfolding in my midst when I read it.  Indeed, a major change is taking place, and it's impossible to guess what the outcome will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met the head of the NAE before.  It was as part of a group that focuses on helping American Christians find ways to alleviate the suffering of people in poverty.  I was and continue to be, all about that.  I was proud of him for being involved.  A powerful Christian leader in DC could be doing a lot of things other than spending time on helping the poor.  That was good to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to meetings on Capitol Hill.  One time at a meeting in a Senate office building, I was approached about Christians in leadership being part of the solution on climate change.  Very little was being done.  Ever since then, I've been happy to hear whenever more is being done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most fascinating part of the letter is this... and I have to thank Sojourners in DC for highlighting this letter and this portion in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... we have observed that Cizik and others are using the global warming controversy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to shift the emphasis away from the great moral issues of our time, notably the sanctity of human life, the integrity of marriage and the teaching of sexual abstinence and morality to our children&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... my... God.  They did not really write that, did they?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great moral issues of our day are (very narrowly defined) sanctify of human life (ABORTION), the integrity of marriage (NO GAY LOVE) and the teaching of sexual abstinence and morality (SEX IS PLAIN BAAAD!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard to believe how different Christians can be from each other, because I wear the CHRIST nametag too but I feel like I have almost nothing in common with these misguided freaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sanctity of life... how about defining that as it relates to issues like Iraq, Afghanistan, poverty, Hurricane Katrina victims still living in squalor, inner cities abandoned because of racism, the horrible travesty of public education in thousands of U.S. cities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The integrity of marriage?  Cool, if you're excited about that, if you've found the One, then cool.  But Jesus did not harp on this.  He mentioned it once.  He also mentioned selling all your possessions once.  Who has the hardened heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching our kids sexual abstinence and morality?  Again, what in the world is this preoccupation with SEX?  How about we teach our kids love, tolerance, patience, integrity, honesty, generosity.  These things don't making loving Jesus impossible or even compromised.  They make loving Jesus &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tangible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.  The whole thing is disgusting.  I am so tired of powerful Christians intimidating each other.  I am tired of ideologies being used as a heavy vehicle for rolling over and smashing other people.  (A moderate Democrat or Republican is often mercilessly berated by their own party.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess that's a whole 'nother conversation... I just find this letter very telling and very disturbing.  Dobson is probably planning a coup as we speak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-530853645462037120?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/530853645462037120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=530853645462037120&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/530853645462037120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/530853645462037120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/03/conservative-christians-you-baffle-me.html' title='Conservative Christians... you baffle me'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-7936882540787202500</id><published>2007-03-08T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T14:21:14.601-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Ann Coulter calls Edwards a faggot</title><content type='html'>This incident was so, &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,257745,00.html"&gt;so inappropriate&lt;/a&gt;.... remind me again why this woman is famous?  She is the political equivalent of Paris Hilton.  I love hearing that some of her advertisers split and some publications pulled her column.  John Edwards is a lawyer... he should sue her for defamation.  That would be fun (albeit a huge distraction from anything that matters).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether she's talking about Democrats or Al Qaeda or whatever other stuff she talks about, she thinks she's so hilarious.  Well she's actually a little hate inciter, and I can't stand her.  Blah.  Go away, Ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't convinced, check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Women's Voting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; During an episode of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Politically_Incorrect" title="Politically Incorrect"&gt;Politically Incorrect&lt;/a&gt;, she said: "I think [women] should be armed but should not vote... women have no capacity to understand how money is earned. They have a lot of ideas on how to spend it... it's always more money on education, more money on child care, more money on day care." She also once said: "It would be a much better country if women did not vote. That is simply a fact. In fact, in every presidential election since 1950 - except Goldwater in '64 - the Republican would have won, if only the men had voted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me she's joking.  She puts so much truth in her joking.  That's why she's a VICIOUS NUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-7936882540787202500?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7936882540787202500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=7936882540787202500&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7936882540787202500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7936882540787202500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/03/ann-coulter-calls-edwards-faggot.html' title='Ann Coulter calls Edwards a faggot'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-8209835384949856627</id><published>2007-03-05T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T13:48:32.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Uncyclopedia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Main_Page"&gt;The Uncyclopedia&lt;/a&gt; - The content-free encyclopedia that anyone can edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  Did people really spend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;much time to make something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;random into a spoof that is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;close to the real deal?  lol  This is the best thing ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-8209835384949856627?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8209835384949856627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=8209835384949856627&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8209835384949856627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8209835384949856627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/03/uncyclopedia.html' title='The Uncyclopedia'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-2420162072254908902</id><published>2007-02-28T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T16:22:14.209-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Where did 38 people go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="headline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   US accused on 'missing' prisoners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                              &lt;b&gt; Thirty eight people believed to have been held in secret CIA prisons - or black sites - are missing, according to a report by a US human rights group. &lt;/b&gt;                        &lt;p&gt; The Human Rights Watch (HRW) report also details allegations of torture by a terror suspect who was held in secret custody for more than two years. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                         The group has asked US President George W Bush to reveal the location of these detainees and close all US black sites.                         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                         Last year Mr Bush said the prisons had all closed and had not used torture.                                              &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="bo"&gt;                    &lt;p&gt;                        &lt;b&gt;                        'Missing' prisoners                        &lt;/b&gt;                        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; In a televised address in September, Mr Bush admitted that 14 detainees had been held at secret CIA prisons that used interrogation methods that were "tough" but "lawful and necessary". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "The United States does not torture," Mr Bush said at the time. "It's against our laws, and it's against our values. I have not authorised it - and I will not authorise it." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; He said the prisoners had since been transferred to the US military camp at Guantanamo Bay, Cuba, and the CIA was not holding any more terror suspects. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; But in a report published on Tuesday, HRW has named another 38 people who were believed to have been held in secret CIA prisons, who are now missing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                         Quoting US intelligence officials, The Washington Post says more than 60 people have been held in the prisons since 2001.                         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                        &lt;b&gt;                        'Beaten and burned'                        &lt;/b&gt;                        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The group has called on the US to reveal the location of all detainees held by the CIA since 2001 and end its "illegal" secret detention and interrogation programmes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Palestinian Islamic extremist Marwan al-Jabour told HRW he saw or spoke to a number of those named in the report while he was held by the CIA between 2004 and 2006. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                 &lt;div class="bo"&gt;                    &lt;p&gt; Mr Jabour, who was arrested in Lahore, Pakistan in May 2004, also detailed torture tactics he says were used against him while he was in US custody. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; He says at various periods during his 28-month detention Pakistani authorities kept him naked and chained to a ceiling. He says he was beaten, burned and handcuffed in stress positions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; During this time he was also reportedly interrogated by US agents for hours on end, but Mr Jabour says he was only tortured when the Americans were not around. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Mr Jabour admits that in 1998 he trained in Afghanistan in the hope of fighting in Chechnya. He also says he helped Arab militants who had fled Afghanistan for Pakistan in 2003, but he denies any links to al-Qaeda or terror activities. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                        &lt;b&gt;                        EU threat                        &lt;/b&gt;                        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Meanwhile, the US has warned the European Union that ongoing inquiries into secret CIA flights within Europe linked to the black sites are threatening intelligence ties between Europe and the US. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The investigations "have not been helpful with respect to necessary co-operation between the United States and Europe," John Bellinger, legal adviser to US Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice, said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Mr Bellinger also labelled a European Parliament report into the flights, released earlier this month, as "unbalanced, inaccurate and unfair". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         Story from BBC NEWS:&lt;br /&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/pr/fr/-/2/hi/americas/6405089.stm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-2420162072254908902?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2420162072254908902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=2420162072254908902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2420162072254908902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2420162072254908902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/02/where-did-38-people-go.html' title='Where did 38 people go?'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-3933678831494124875</id><published>2007-02-27T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T17:34:50.388-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Are love and faith the same?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you don't mind, Philip, but what you wrote was so wonderful... I've never heard 'love' and 'faith' defined like this.  You should be writing my blog! lol  So I pulled your comment off the post below and put it here for all to enjoy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how different love and faith actually are. Love seems to be (according to a list of authors and speakers listed later) an authentic approach toward another in which you are transformed, while leaving that other as is - in other words, not internally likening it to yourself or otherwise denying its individuality. It's an "internal" experience which requires some sort of response or reaction - even when you have no idea how to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love at its core is both relational and personal. It only arises in relationship to another, but it's still ultimately you who loves, no matter the response (encouragement or otherwise) of the other. Even if the object hurts you or otherwise refuses your response, it is still your responsibility to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: &lt;b&gt;THERE IS A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN "RESPONSIBILITY" AND "DUTY".&lt;/b&gt; You have no duty of any kind to stay in an abusive relationship of any kind or continue to love when such an attachment can kill you - in that sense that no one can force you to act otherwise apart from your consent, you're free. The flip side is that you are responsible to the relationship - it is your response to that other person which is ultimate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith seems to be similar - approaching life/god/reality in a way that leaves you transformed and open to new possibility. It too requires a response which at any given time you might not be capable of performing, but the call must lead you on. It is the direct encounter with and responsibility to the Ultimate, and not mental assent to some creedal statement. No guarantee things will turn out right, and the probability that things will go badly and it might well be your own damn fault Yet you continue blindly into the unfolding world, listening ahead for the one who saves you from your finitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...writing this, I felt way too many influences. Levinas, McLaren, Buber, Krishnamurti, Gene, B. Katie, the gospels, a whole lot of Buddhist teachers and a little bit of Derrida. I can't say that a single thing above is even original, or accurate, or even internally consistent...especially since my experience at loving and at faith is virtually nil. They seem like smart people, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random note: Don't look up what "pistis" means in Lithuanian. And if you do, don't read 1 Corinthians or Luke (or the other gospels, or Acts, or any letter besides 2 John) with that meaning in place of the word "faith" in translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Credit, All of It, Due to One Philip S.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-3933678831494124875?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3933678831494124875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=3933678831494124875&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3933678831494124875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3933678831494124875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/02/are-love-and-faith-same.html' title='Are love and faith the same?'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-2572814321822932451</id><published>2007-02-19T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:06:31.120-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Love is greater than faith</title><content type='html'>You know how the banner of the Reformation was "saved by grace through faith" ?  Sola Fide... faith alone.  Not by works but by faith.  Yada, yada, yada.  (Hehe I saw the Seinfeld "yada" episode last night.  That's a good one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've just been thinking a lot about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But now these three remain: faith, hope, and love.  But the greatest of these is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1 Cor. 13:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Galatians 5:6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's just funny to me that we put so much stock in faith... so much faith in faith, really.  When God has said pretty clearly, over and over, in story and even directly, that what really matters more than anything is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest commandment is this: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.&lt;br /&gt;(Deuteronomy 6:5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to have soul-saving faith, not to have correct theology (we'll be lucky if 2% of our theology is right, in my estimation), not to pray the right prayer... but the greatest commandment is to love the Great God of the Universe, the Maker of all things both seen and unseen, that Great Artist and Amazing Lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the second is like it.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;your neighbor as yourself.&lt;br /&gt;(Mark 12:31)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could say faith is a necessary first step to loving.  You might call me crazy but I would say love makes faith almost irrelevant.  It's no longer even a question of faith.  Love overshadows the whole faith issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get along very well with people who understand faith as something that is only real when it is felt or expressed as love.  I think Jesus liked those people, too -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-25224" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now one of the Pharisees invited Jesus to have dinner with him, so he went to the Pharisee's house and reclined at the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-25225" class="sup"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When a woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee's house, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-25226" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and as she stood behind him at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears. Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-25227" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When the Pharisee who had invited him saw this, he said to himself, "If this man were a prophet, he would know who is touching him and what kind of woman she is—that she is a sinner." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-25228" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jesus answered him, "Simon, I have something to tell you."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tell me, teacher," he said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-25229" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Two men owed money to a certain moneylender. One owed him five hundred denarii, and the other fifty. &lt;span id="en-NIV-25230" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Neither of them had the money to pay him back, so he canceled the debts of both. Now which of them will love him more?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-25231" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Simon replied, "I suppose the one who had the bigger debt canceled."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You have judged correctly," Jesus said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-25232" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then he turned toward the woman and said to Simon, "Do you see this woman? I came into your house. You did not give me any water for my feet, but she wet my feet with her tears and wiped them with her hair. &lt;span id="en-NIV-25233" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You did not give me a kiss, but this woman, from the time I entered, has not stopped kissing my feet. &lt;span id="en-NIV-25234" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You did not put oil on my head, but she has poured perfume on my feet. &lt;span id="en-NIV-25235" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Therefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven—&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for she loved much.&lt;/span&gt; But he who has been forgiven little loves little." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-25236" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then Jesus said to her, "Your sins are forgiven." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-25237" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The other guests began to say among themselves, "Who is this who even forgives sins?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-25238" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jesus said to the woman, "Your faith has saved you; go in peace."&lt;/p&gt;(Luke 7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so he used the word faith at the end... hehe maybe my grand point isn't adding up.  Hmmm I wonder if I could pull out some Greek and prove he used a special faith word that means love.  Phil, can ya help me out?  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me just leave you with this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-2572814321822932451?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2572814321822932451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=2572814321822932451&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2572814321822932451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2572814321822932451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-is-greater-than-faith.html' title='Love is greater than faith'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-2281966452155427179</id><published>2007-02-16T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T12:41:57.215-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><title type='text'>Africa not filled with poverty?</title><content type='html'>This AllAfrica.com article about &lt;a href="http://allafrica.com/stories/200702151028.html"&gt;the misrepresentation of Africa&lt;/a&gt; is so freakin crazy.  It seems that, for this author, caring is just a mask for racism and disdain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, lady, but people in Africa really do lack access to clean water and basic sanitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More people really do have AIDS in Africa than anywhere else.  Millions of children really are orphans because their parents died of AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RdXr5geMJVI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ZMWQbq11jfg/s1600-h/Worldatnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RdXr5geMJVI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ZMWQbq11jfg/s320/Worldatnight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032187531858027858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is literally a DARK place - that's not some arbitrary insult.  If you look at one of those satellite images of the world at night, Africa is a dark continent.  No electricity means less business, less economic development, and thus less economic vitality.  Compare the lights in the U.S. or Europe to the darkness in Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Save Darfur campaign paints Africa in a bad light?  It should!  Genocide is occurring.  Should we not give Sudan negative media coverage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is denying that Africa is all the things you say in the last paragraph - beautiful, strong, rhythmic, hopeful.  But if true caring is a glossing over of the quote-unquote true problems that exist, then I guess I just don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that she even puts the word Africa in quotations throughout the article shows how freakishly paranoid she has become about the whole thing.  Africa is indeed a place!   It's an actual land mass. It's not a myth.  It's not a political construction.  It's a real mixing bowl of thousands of vibrant cultures that have some strengths and some weaknesses in common.  No need for quotations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-2281966452155427179?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2281966452155427179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=2281966452155427179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2281966452155427179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2281966452155427179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/02/africa-not-filled-with-poverty.html' title='Africa not filled with poverty?'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RdXr5geMJVI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ZMWQbq11jfg/s72-c/Worldatnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-4545365643246794122</id><published>2007-02-16T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T11:02:44.870-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Love song for a man</title><content type='html'>If he were a color - he'd be deep, dark forest green&lt;br /&gt;If he were a car - he'd be a long stretch limousine&lt;br /&gt;With room for all of humanity inside&lt;br /&gt;'Cause he is so giving and he is so wise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he were a number - he'd be a 5, cause he has such a brilliant mind&lt;br /&gt;If he were an animal - he'd be an ass (haha)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause he's so stubborn sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he were a song - he'd be a complicated melody&lt;br /&gt;(That complicated fellow, he)&lt;br /&gt;I almost cannot sing on key&lt;br /&gt;He means the world to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he were a building - he'd be a beautiful cathedral cause he's so traditionally spiritual&lt;br /&gt;If he were a dance - he'd be complicated like the tango&lt;br /&gt;Exotic like a mango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if he were a song - he'd be a complicated melody&lt;br /&gt;(That complicated fellow, he)&lt;br /&gt;I almost cannot sing on key&lt;br /&gt;But he means the world to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ain't the reason for the sun and the moon&lt;br /&gt;He's just the reason for this here tune&lt;br /&gt;Cause he means the world to me&lt;br /&gt;I said he means the world to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That complicated melody&lt;br /&gt;That complicated fellow, he&lt;br /&gt;He's a complicated melody&lt;br /&gt;I almost cannot sing it on key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;("Complicated Melody," India Arie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-4545365643246794122?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/4545365643246794122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=4545365643246794122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4545365643246794122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4545365643246794122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-song-for-man.html' title='Love song for a man'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-635384944930588926</id><published>2007-02-16T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T10:07:04.206-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Feels like today</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning&lt;br /&gt;With this feeling inside me that I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Like a weight that I've carried, been carried away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know something is coming&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is but I know&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing, can save me, my time is coming&lt;br /&gt;I'll find my way out&lt;br /&gt;Of this longest drought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like today, I know&lt;br /&gt;It feels like today, I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;It's the one thing that's missing&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I'm wishing&lt;br /&gt;Life's sacred blessing and then,&lt;br /&gt;It feels like today, feels like today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat life like a picture&lt;br /&gt;But it's not a moment that frozen in time&lt;br /&gt;It's not gonna wait till you make up your mind, at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while this storm is breaking&lt;br /&gt;While there's light at the end of the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;Keep running towards it&lt;br /&gt;Releasing the pressure that's your heartache&lt;br /&gt;Soon this dam will break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like today, I know&lt;br /&gt;It feels like today, I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;It's the one thing that's missing&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I'm wishing&lt;br /&gt;The last sacred blessing and then, it feels like today&lt;br /&gt;Feels like today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;("Feels Like Today," Rascal Flatts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-635384944930588926?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/635384944930588926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=635384944930588926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/635384944930588926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/635384944930588926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/02/feels-like-today.html' title='Feels like today'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-495256952680411187</id><published>2007-02-15T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T16:44:02.497-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>All roads lead to the trash can</title><content type='html'>Is it normal for a large percentage of one's projects to eventually be abandoned, and destined for the trash can?  Is this just the way business goes in the 21st century? It was this way in my old job, and I chalked it up to the craziness of my employer, but now it's happening again with a different "employer." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't do well with all these loose ends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-495256952680411187?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/495256952680411187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=495256952680411187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/495256952680411187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/495256952680411187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/02/all-roads-lead-to-trashcan.html' title='All roads lead to the trash can'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-496431382176139805</id><published>2007-02-02T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T19:38:23.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RcPX_lzhXNI/AAAAAAAAAcs/2wMg-7dQJYI/s1600-h/meatwad.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RcPX_lzhXNI/AAAAAAAAAcs/2wMg-7dQJYI/s400/meatwad.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027099096555543762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My new favorite person in the world - Meatwad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coolest person in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aqua_teen"&gt;Aqua Teen Hunger Force&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's soooooooo cute!  He's like this innocent little kid but then out of nowhere, he just starts swearing or threatening people... but in a really sweet way. It's awesome.  He is a big blob of red meat. What's not to love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-496431382176139805?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/496431382176139805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=496431382176139805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/496431382176139805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/496431382176139805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/02/meet-my-friend.html' title='Meet my friend'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RcPX_lzhXNI/AAAAAAAAAcs/2wMg-7dQJYI/s72-c/meatwad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6961546825091527423</id><published>2007-02-02T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T19:30:47.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><title type='text'>YouTube's chopping block</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Viacom, which is absolutely massive, has basically &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/6326523.stm"&gt;forced YouTube to remove 100,000 unauthorized clips of its shows&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that I find interesting is captured by YouTube's response: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it is "unfortunate" that Viacom would no longer be able to "benefit from YouTube's passionate audience which had helped promote many of Viacom's shows".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.  These Viacom executives are out of touch. People don't watch YouTube to avoid watching TV shows, or even to avoid purchasing DVDs. A few years ago, did you ever see so many TV shows on DVD at the store?  People are watching more TV, more media, than ever before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liken it to the Barnes and Noble phenomenon. It was scary at first because it seemed if you gave people big, comfy chairs and unlimited time to read books, they would take advantage and read them without buying them.  Sure, this happens, but book sales are way up nationally!  My Dad, for example, goes to Barnes and Noble, gets a new book and a coffee.  He sits down and reads the whole thing, cover to cover.  If he likes it, which he often does, he buys one or more copies both for himself and for others. He has become a Barnes and Noble member because he buys so many books there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this phenomenon is purely economic, but it seems social and relational to me.  People respond to the fact that they are trusted, they are given a gift. They become even bigger fans.  They adopt a strange brand loyalty that makes marketing execs feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Especially in an age of interactive media, citizen journalism, blogging, cool cell phones... especially in this era, give somebody some free content on YouTube and you will find that person talking up the video to 10 friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenge now is not to retain control.  The challenge is to create the absolute best content out there.  Consumers are in control now, and if you are bad, they will have no time for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are good though, do not protect your creation - watch it spread.  Democracy and media have collided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6961546825091527423?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6961546825091527423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6961546825091527423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6961546825091527423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6961546825091527423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/02/youtubes-chopping-block.html' title='YouTube&apos;s chopping block'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-5832836419181855469</id><published>2007-01-30T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T10:42:29.518-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dignity'/><title type='text'>Free hugs</title><content type='html'>I saw big, plain signs that said "FREE HUGS" on the streets of Seattle. I was with my Mom when we saw them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/Rb9mIVzhXMI/AAAAAAAAAcg/d0JJqE3zGg8/s1600-h/IMGP1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/Rb9mIVzhXMI/AAAAAAAAAcg/d0JJqE3zGg8/s400/IMGP1349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025848002646990018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I didn't go get my free hug, we both laughed so much from just the sight of it. Not laughing making fun, but just laughing as in - isn't that crazy and great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just now found &lt;a href="http://www.free-hugs.com/"&gt;the story behind Free Hugs&lt;/a&gt; and also a great video. This thing really made me cry. (Isn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;crazy and great? lol) My favorite is the little old lady who gets a hug from this guy and then just holds his face in her hand. It is such a beautiful moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-5832836419181855469?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5832836419181855469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=5832836419181855469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5832836419181855469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5832836419181855469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/01/free-hugs.html' title='Free hugs'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/Rb9mIVzhXMI/AAAAAAAAAcg/d0JJqE3zGg8/s72-c/IMGP1349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-8441311007206050840</id><published>2007-01-30T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T10:18:02.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>You don't know lovely you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fLbOdiu_jDE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fLbOdiu_jDE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-8441311007206050840?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8441311007206050840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=8441311007206050840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8441311007206050840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8441311007206050840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-dont-know-lovely-you-are.html' title='You don&apos;t know lovely you are'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-7365817362271889359</id><published>2007-01-30T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T10:18:21.102-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Celebrate the U2-charist</title><content type='html'>The Church of England is celebrating the &lt;a href="http://www.breitbart.com/news/na/paBonoMon12U2hymnsud.html"&gt;U2-charist&lt;/a&gt; to encounter the Lord this year. I'm sure some of you would ridicule that (yes, you know who you are), but hey, more power to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-7365817362271889359?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7365817362271889359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=7365817362271889359&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7365817362271889359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7365817362271889359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/01/celebrate-u2-charist.html' title='Celebrate the U2-charist'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-5432142348746214050</id><published>2007-01-26T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T13:07:06.982-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minnesota'/><title type='text'>Cold enough fer ya?</title><content type='html'>So funny and yet so true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60 above zero:&lt;br /&gt;Floridians turn on the heat.&lt;br /&gt;People in Minnesota plant gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 above zero:&lt;br /&gt;Californians shiver uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;People in Duluth sunbathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 above zero:&lt;br /&gt;Italian &amp;amp; English cars won't start.&lt;br /&gt;People in Minnesota drive with the windows down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 above zero:&lt;br /&gt;Distilled water freezes.&lt;br /&gt;The water in Bemidji gets thicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 above zero:&lt;br /&gt;Floridians don coats, thermal underwear, gloves and wool hats.&lt;br /&gt;People in Minnesota throw on a flannel shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 above zero:&lt;br /&gt;New York landlords finally turn up the heat.&lt;br /&gt;People in Minnesota have the last cookout before it gets cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero:&lt;br /&gt;People in Miami all die.&lt;br /&gt;Minnesotans close the windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 below zero:&lt;br /&gt;Californians fly away to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;People in Minnesota get out their winter coats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 below zero:&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood disintegrates.&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Scouts in Minnesota are selling cookies door to door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 below zero:&lt;br /&gt;Washington DC runs out of hot air.&lt;br /&gt;People in Minnesota let the dogs sleep indoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 below zero:&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus abandons the North Pole.&lt;br /&gt;Minnesotans get upset because they can't start the Mini-Van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;460 below zero:&lt;br /&gt;ALL atomic motion stops (absolute zero on the Kelvin scale.)&lt;br /&gt;People in Minnesota start saying..."Cold 'nuff fer ya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;500 below zero:&lt;br /&gt;Hell freezes over.&lt;br /&gt;Minnesota public schools will open 2 hours late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-5432142348746214050?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5432142348746214050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=5432142348746214050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5432142348746214050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5432142348746214050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/01/cold-enough-fer-ya.html' title='Cold enough fer ya?'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-3497368068625199464</id><published>2007-01-26T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T11:38:46.844-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>See yourself?</title><content type='html'>The man who writes about himself and his own time is the only man who writes about all people and all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;George Bernard Shaw&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-3497368068625199464?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3497368068625199464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=3497368068625199464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3497368068625199464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3497368068625199464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/01/see-yourself.html' title='See yourself?'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-8684154227163371550</id><published>2007-01-25T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T19:51:11.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who doesn't love a puppy?</title><content type='html'>So, Tom and I are thinking of getting a dog.  I know that's a huge step.  I know it's somewhat crazy for a single female who loves to pick up on a whim and fly across the country to get a dog, which requires constant love, attention, walks, and bathroom breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everytime I think about how happy it would make me to have a little friend here, I just have to smile.  I am a dog person, and I miss my family dog who died a couple years ago (also named Tommy. hehe)  Also Tom is extremely happy like a little kid when he thinks about us getting a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, a few weeks ago we visited the humane shelter in the Raleigh area.  That was an experience!  I always knew a pet shelter to be this dark, dingy, concrete-ridden sad place where unwanted animals spent their last few days of life before being euthanized.  Well &lt;a href="http://www.spcawake.org/"&gt;the SPCA of Wake County&lt;/a&gt; runs this new adoption center that is absolutely phenomenal.  It's a brand new facility, and there's like a dog wing, and a cat wing, etc.  Then there is like a dog bedroom, a dog playroom, and it goes on forever!  There is actually - or so it seems - a bit of competition to get the animal you want.  We didn't find anything small enough to meet our needs or wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been checking Craig's List.  I'm in touch with someone about &lt;a href="http://raleigh.craigslist.org/pet/267318516.html"&gt;these little black and white puppies&lt;/a&gt; - maybe even just being a foster home for one of them to try things out - but I am afraid they will grow to be too big.  Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the two breeds we are most excited about are a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Puggle_%28dog%29"&gt;puggle&lt;/a&gt; or a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_Cocker_Spaniel"&gt;Cocker spaniel&lt;/a&gt;.  They are both so cute.  I lean more towards the puggle and Tom wants a Cocker because his grandfather (I believe) had one and he has good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is I really hate the idea of buying a dog from a breeder.  It's not the cost, but rather the principle of ignoring the bajillions of unwanted dogs being put to sleep each year in favor of designer dogs.  Even just that phrase "designer dogs" totally sucks.  But then I don't know if I should feel the guilt of all the dead pets in the world just because we choose a puggle.  Again - hmmm.  I'll let you know what we decide, if anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-8684154227163371550?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8684154227163371550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=8684154227163371550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8684154227163371550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8684154227163371550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/01/who-doesnt-love-puppy.html' title='Who doesn&apos;t love a puppy?'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-1096968766917454501</id><published>2007-01-24T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:52:41.360-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Apparently the Super Bowl sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bizjournals.com/triangle/stories/2007/01/22/daily24.html?f=et85&amp;hbx=e_du"&gt;According to a new report&lt;/a&gt;, the Super Bowl will costs businesses about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$800 million in lost productivity&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently it does this because people waste time here and there talking about the big event, betting on it, and/or shopping for a new TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just find this a fascinating bit of business trivia.  I mean, first of all, you have the oddity that something athletic and social would impact business in the general sense (businesses in all industries).  And that something which solicits so many dollars would actually, in some sense, hurt the bottom line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even more fascinating (and disturbing), is the fact that everything is viewed now in terms of worker output.  Reading between the lines lets us translate the header to: "Damn Sports Enthusiasts!  Get Back to Work!"  How productive do we as a human race have to be until we are satisfied?  How many hard, long hours must we work!?  I see the tangible benefits of a good work ethic... diseases cured, wealth created, etc.  But the same white-knuckled grip on productivity also creates diseases (stress and all its psychosomatic ailments) and wastes wealth (instead of enjoying it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I guess you know I'm not a Marxist because I hate seeing things in such cold economic terms.  Have a beer and enjoy your Super Bowl Sunday!  Geeeeez.  Get off our backs, Man!  (Yes, I mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;Man.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-1096968766917454501?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/1096968766917454501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=1096968766917454501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1096968766917454501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1096968766917454501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/01/apparently-super-bowl-sucks.html' title='Apparently the Super Bowl sucks'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-2555754320717519556</id><published>2007-01-22T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T15:54:56.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Space Needle Perspective</title><content type='html'>So it's my last day in Seattle - I love this city!  It's amazing.  I'm about to go meet a fellow business writer for some coffee and a chat, but I thought I'd check in with you guys.  I also wanted to write about a really inspiring talk I heard last night from an author who has had a ton of book bans enacted against him.  And I'm inevitably going to talk about the amazing food, the atmosphere here, the cool downtown library (that I'm in right now), and much more.  Anyway I am still alive... hang in there faithful readers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Yes, I did flunk out of South Beach.  Hehe.  I will get back on track with something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S.  &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jennyfredette/SeattleYeahBaby"&gt;Photos&lt;/a&gt; already available... Isn't technology great?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-2555754320717519556?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2555754320717519556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=2555754320717519556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2555754320717519556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2555754320717519556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/01/space-needle-perspective.html' title='The Space Needle Perspective'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-4863081586341311928</id><published>2007-01-07T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T19:14:11.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>South Beach doesn't equal Hollywood stars</title><content type='html'>I always thought the South Beach diet had something to do with like, Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen.  It sounds like something developed by highly-paid nutritionists that work with Hollywood A-Listers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I haven't read the book yet, but apparently it's from a doctor in Miami.  And since Micah turned me on to the South Beach diet a few days ago, I've been really excited about it... in fact, already in the first 48 hours, I've lost 5 pounds.   Every morning is like Christmas morning, waking up being excited to check the scale (finally! lol  I've been avoiding that thing for months). It's funny I never wanted to learn about this diet - I just dismissed it as a fad.  In reality, it's really well suited to target the areas where I go wrong food-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea is simple - Get over your addiction to carbs.  For me, this is major and totally pinpoints my struggles with weight.  I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;comfort foods like bread and pasta, and I have a sweet tooth like none other.  I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;get sick of chocolate.  I truly am addicted to sugar, and food in general (I just love it... what can I say?).  After two weeks of totally abstaining from carbs and sugar, you get to start introducing the healthy ones back in... moderately.  That's pretty much the whole thing in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I haven't read the book yet, but I understand a lot of this has to do with avoiding foods that mess with your blood sugar level.  These foods cause it to spike, and the cycle of craving and eating continues.  I have felt for a long time that my eating issues are related mostly to my blood sugar level, which is a chemical-emotional thing in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure Friday was the first day in my nearly 25 years of life (over 9,000 days) without eating bread.  I can't believe I could just eat eggs, lean meat, low-fat cheese, and lots of vegetables and actually have energy and feel somewhat full!  Now I have to admit, I've been using sugar-free candy as a bit of a crutch so far.  But I totally have to.  Like I said, I am a sugar addict.  I would have already quit if I didn't have that indulgence.  After these two weeks are over, I hope to quench my sweet tooth with just dark chocolate and something else very occasionally.  Trust me, I have no interest on getting hooked on fake sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've only been doing this diet three days, but I really like it.  My challenge is to eat this new way for life.  Well, not totally carb-free, that's crazy, but relying more on other foods as the basis.  Success for me will be eating ordinary things in moderation and keeping up with my work outs.  I hope it's finally time in my life to get all these things under control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, can I just say, how do people manage to be the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;correct &lt;/span&gt;weight in our day and age? lol  There is so much good food out there, and so much stress to drive us right into it.  I personally find it more strange that people are naturally at their target weight, than surprising that people are overweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm just at the beginning of this journey (again).  Cross your fingers for me... lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-4863081586341311928?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/4863081586341311928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=4863081586341311928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4863081586341311928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4863081586341311928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/01/south-beach-doesnt-equal-hollywood.html' title='South Beach doesn&apos;t equal Hollywood stars'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-7383328649997194064</id><published>2007-01-07T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T18:46:35.750-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>A Fine Line</title><content type='html'>Last night I had my first semi-lucid dream since having a real interest in the whole experience.  Here's what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I was at home (my parents' house).  I was sitting downstairs at their desk and feeling overwhelmed with things I had to do related to work and just life in general.  I felt really yucky and just thought, why am I here doing this work?  I don't want to be in Minnesota anymore.  I already spent two weeks here for Christmas and though I loved it, I missed Tom a lot during those two weeks and I wanted to get back to Carolina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of Tom spurred another thought in me - wait, I was just with Tom last night.  We were at John and Deb's house with the whole church.  There's no way I could be in Minnesota!  Even though, sitting there at that desk, I felt as real as anyone could possibly feel, I realized me being in Minnesota was a dream.  I had to get myself out of it.  I couldn't figure out how to pinch myself, so I started rubbing my temples in my dream in order to wake myself up.  It didn't take long until I actually did awake in my bedroom in Raleigh, my body tingling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the next step will be to actually stay in the dream when I realize it's happening.  That's the fun part. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's interesting about the whole being at my parents' desk thing is that, when I was home last month... do you ever do this? .... I just sat there and stared around the room and out the windows, trying to memorize everything I could see.  Location often feels like an illusion to me.  I can just as easily close my eyes and be at home, as actually being there.  I think this breakthrough happened because I broke the connection with absolute reality that night, if that makes sense.  Lucid dreamers call this practice doing a reality check.  By questioning what's real and what's not, you allow your conscious and subconscious mind to interact more playfully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, experimenting with dreams seems dangerous, but I don't exactly see how.  I'm not a "life is but a dream" type person (I was raised Catholic and appreciate incarnation and the eucharist as much as anyone - the physical realm is precious), but in a way, life &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a dream.... heaven is our real home, and infinitely more real than the days we spend walking on this spinning sphere.  Not that our lives aren't real - they are.  They're just not very real &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;relative &lt;/span&gt;to our TRUE lives, if that makes sense?  I know my real life is hidden in Christ.  It's a mystery I love to think about.  Somewhere in the half-awake stages of life (especially morning and nighttime), I catch a very tangible glimpse of Reality... God.  You know what one of the coolest things is about God?  He is eternal.  In the context of what I've experienced in this dream, that means he is Real.  I can't snap in and out of Him like time, or consciousness.  He extends forever in every direction.  He has dimensions I know nothing of.  He is eternal!  Thank God something on this earth (and in heaven) is real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-7383328649997194064?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7383328649997194064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=7383328649997194064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7383328649997194064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7383328649997194064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/01/fine-line.html' title='A Fine Line'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-8878109705289743210</id><published>2007-01-05T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T15:12:15.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Giant Acorn Descending Upon the Earth</title><content type='html'>Only in Raleigh, my friends... only in Raleigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZ6xC6nGfRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/NjkXORcJZTY/s1600-h/0101070000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZ6xC6nGfRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/NjkXORcJZTY/s400/0101070000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016641698588425490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-8878109705289743210?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8878109705289743210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=8878109705289743210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8878109705289743210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8878109705289743210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/01/giant-acorn-descending-upon-earth.html' title='A Giant Acorn Descending Upon the Earth'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZ6xC6nGfRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/NjkXORcJZTY/s72-c/0101070000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-3117501713482772163</id><published>2007-01-04T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T18:05:44.514-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Oh yeah, this is why capital punishment sucks</title><content type='html'>I've been deeply disturbed by the whole hanging of Saddam Hussein fiasco, but I couldn't really articulate why.  I mean I know I am opposed to capital punishment, aligning myself either as a super-liberal with Amnesty International or a super-conservative with the Catholic church (take your pick), but in the case of SADDAM?  Why oppose it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Shane Claiborne, for saying it so well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 12px;" class="byline"&gt;           Thursday, January 04, 2007&lt;/div&gt;          &lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" class="post-title"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beliefnet.com/blogs/godspolitics/2007/01/shane-claiborne-communicating-through.html"&gt;Shane Claiborne: Communicating Through a Noose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;/h3&gt;                              &lt;p&gt;"What do you think of that man?" the old guy asked in a raspy voice as I settled in next to him on the plane. He pointed to the face of Saddam Hussein on the front of his newspaper with a headline story of the looming execution. I gathered myself, and prepared for what could turn out to be a rather chatty plane ride. I replied gently, "I think that man needs some love." And the rather boisterous gentleman sat still, perhaps not exactly the response he predicted. Then he said pensively, "Hmmmm. I think you're right..." And finally, he whispered in a forlorn tone, "And it is hard to communicate love through a noose."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sometimes we just need permission to say, "It's not okay to kill someone to show everyone how much we hate killing." As Christian artist Derek Webb sings, " Peace by way of war is like purity by way of fornication. It's like saying murder is wrong and showing them by way of execution." I am encouraged by how many Christians I hear voicing an alternative to the myth of redemptive violence in light of the recent killing of Saddam, folks who love Jesus and have the unsettling feeling that Jesus loves evildoers so much he died for them, for us. I have heard many evangelicals who see Saddam's execution as the ultimate act of hopelessness and faithlessness – after all it is humanity stepping in to make the final judgment, that this human created in God's image is beyond redemption. And for those who believe in hell, executing someone who may not yet know of the love and grace of Christ is doubly offensive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is rather scandalous to think that we have a God who loves murderers and terrorists like Saul of Tarsus, Osama bin Laden, or Sadaam Hussein – but that is the "good news" isn't it? It's the old eye for an eye thing that gets us. But the more I've studied the Hebrew Scriptures the more I am convinced that this was just a boundary for people who lashed back. As the young exodus people are trying to discover a new way of living outside the empire, God made sure there were some boundaries, like if someone breaks your are, you cannot go back and break their arm and their leg. If someone kills hundreds of your people, you cannot kill 160,000 of theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;p&gt;We've learned the eye for an eye thing all too well. A shock and awe bombing leads to a shock and awe beheading. A Pearl Harbor leads to a Hiroshima. A murder leads to an execution. A rude look leads to a cold shoulder. An eye for an eye we have indeed heard before and learned its logic all too well. But Jesus comes declaring in his State of the Union Sermon on the Mount address (Matthew 5): "You have heard that it was said, 'Eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth,'" but there is a another way. No wonder Jesus wept over Jerusalem because the people "did not know the things that make for peace." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gandhi and King used to say, "An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth leaves the whole world blind" (and with dentures). The gospels tell the story of a group of people who have dragged forward an adulteress and are ready to stone her (this was the legal consequence). Jesus is asked for his support of this death penalty case. His response is this... "You are all adulterers. If you have looked at someone lustfully, you have committed adultery in your heart." And the people drop their stones and walk away with their heads bowed. We want to kill the murderers, and Jesus says to us: "You are all murderers. If you have called your neighbor 'Raca, Fool' you are guilty of murder in your heart." Again the stones drop. We are all murderers and adulterers and terrorists. And we are all precious.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we have new eyes we can look into the faces of those we don't even like, and see the One we love. We can see God's image in everyone we encounter. As Henri Nouwen puts it: "In the face of the oppressed I recognize my own face and in the hands of the oppressor I recognize my own hands. Their flesh is my flesh, their blood is my blood, their pain is my pain, their smile is my smile." We are made of the same dust. We cry the same tears. No one is beyond redemption and no one is beyond repute. And that is when we are free to imagine a revolution that sets both the oppressed and the oppressors free. The world is starving for grace. And grace is hard to communicate with a noose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sojo.net/images/about_us/portrait_claiborne.jpg" align="left" hspace="10" vspace="10" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane Claiborne&lt;/strong&gt; is a founding partner of &lt;a href="http://www.thesimpleway.org/"&gt;The Simple Way Community&lt;/a&gt;, a radical faith community that lives among and serves the homeless in Kensington, North Philadelphia. He is a &lt;a href="http://www.redletterchristians.org/"&gt;Red Letter Christian&lt;/a&gt; and the author of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/partner/29218/biblio/0310266300"&gt;The Irresistible Revolution&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-3117501713482772163?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3117501713482772163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=3117501713482772163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3117501713482772163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3117501713482772163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-yeah-this-is-why-capital-punishment.html' title='Oh yeah, this is why capital punishment sucks'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-7812043201881400982</id><published>2007-01-04T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T17:38:12.905-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Culture is a word to celebrate, not be ashamed of</title><content type='html'>We all carry culture within us; whether we wish to or not, it is as embedded in our minds as DNA is in our cell structure. Culture cannot be reduced to elemental terms, such as a painting on a wall or notes resounding in hall, but is a continuing series of experiences that affect every mind in a different way. In the end, culture is worth celebrating as a word, and as a condition not to be endured but used to educate and enliven. (&lt;a href="http://www.theage.com.au/news/editorial/culture-a-word-to-celebrate-not-be-ashamed-of/2007/01/02/1167500120158.html"&gt;The Age&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-7812043201881400982?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7812043201881400982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=7812043201881400982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7812043201881400982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7812043201881400982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2007/01/culture-is-word-to-celebrate-not-be.html' title='Culture is a word to celebrate, not be ashamed of'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6942644524717885869</id><published>2006-12-31T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T17:25:12.553-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Tom in his new car today</title><content type='html'>I am so in love with this guy.  Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZg4oXbgCSI/AAAAAAAAABk/cW-tSF8h0zA/s1600-h/sonatadriver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZg4oXbgCSI/AAAAAAAAABk/cW-tSF8h0zA/s320/sonatadriver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014820451212331298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6942644524717885869?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6942644524717885869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6942644524717885869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6942644524717885869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6942644524717885869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/12/tom-in-his-new-car-today.html' title='Tom in his new car today'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZg4oXbgCSI/AAAAAAAAABk/cW-tSF8h0zA/s72-c/sonatadriver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-1278117931733733316</id><published>2006-12-25T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T14:32:25.404-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>We are having a really good Christmas here in Moorhead, Minnesota. It's strangely warm... around 30 degrees and no snow.  Everyone's in good health. We have a lot of love and a lot to be thankful for this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we spent like half an hour taking the craziest pictures we could come up with... I think my family is now more into taking photos than opening presents. lol The actual goal was to get one for the yet-to-go-out Christmas card. Anyway, enjoy... and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZAl6nbgCOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sdnhSl4n-fg/s1600-h/100_2239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012548074210330850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZAl6nbgCOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sdnhSl4n-fg/s400/100_2239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZAmFnbgCPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8m3QTHpW2E4/s1600-h/100_2244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012548263188891890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZAmFnbgCPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8m3QTHpW2E4/s400/100_2244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZAmWnbgCQI/AAAAAAAAABE/lRQPHnv-8xk/s1600-h/100_2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012548555246668034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZAmWnbgCQI/AAAAAAAAABE/lRQPHnv-8xk/s400/100_2231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZAm43bgCRI/AAAAAAAAABM/ACcBu7u8TlA/s1600-h/100_2237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012549143657187602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZAm43bgCRI/AAAAAAAAABM/ACcBu7u8TlA/s400/100_2237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-1278117931733733316?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/1278117931733733316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=1278117931733733316&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1278117931733733316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1278117931733733316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RZAl6nbgCOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sdnhSl4n-fg/s72-c/100_2239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6807727153722922658</id><published>2006-12-21T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T13:16:46.214-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>A Super Reunion</title><content type='html'>I got to hang out with my very beloved friend Adriel and her husband Daniel in Topeka a few days ago!  She was my RA freshman year of college, and we immediately found out that we were both from Topeka.  The cool thing about that is that even though I live in North Carolina and my family lives in Minnesota, and even though she and Daniel are living in SCOTLAND for about 5 years as he gets his PhD at St. Andrew's, we still manage to see each other like once a year because we're both in Kansas somewhere near the holidays.  Yay!  It was really fun and just... so sweet to talk to an old friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures were taken at the mall in Topeka as we waited for my Mom to pick me up.  It is always funny being 24 and waiting for your Mom to pick you up from the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RYrPBHbgCLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QITQywswFlw/s1600-h/superman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RYrPBHbgCLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QITQywswFlw/s320/superman.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011045153484310706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RYrPT3bgCNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sdFFj0ql2mM/s1600-h/adriel+and+daniel+in+car.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RYrPT3bgCNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sdFFj0ql2mM/s320/adriel+and+daniel+in+car.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011045475606857938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RYrPKXbgCMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OAs9orDYMEg/s1600-h/topsys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RYrPKXbgCMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OAs9orDYMEg/s320/topsys.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011045312398100674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6807727153722922658?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6807727153722922658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6807727153722922658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6807727153722922658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6807727153722922658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/12/super-reunion.html' title='A Super Reunion'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rb4rQdIr7Zw/RYrPBHbgCLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QITQywswFlw/s72-c/superman.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-2797727108491775082</id><published>2006-12-20T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T17:22:17.892-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Movie holiday</title><content type='html'>Movies I rented today with my Mom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;All the King's Men&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Devil Wears &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Prada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate and Leopold&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Family Stone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An Affair to Remember&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And this is just the beginning of Christmas break, my friends.  &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.  Jasmin, movie &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aficionado&lt;/span&gt;, I wish you were here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-2797727108491775082?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2797727108491775082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=2797727108491775082&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2797727108491775082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2797727108491775082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/12/movie-holiday.html' title='Movie holiday'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-5204650597434938040</id><published>2006-12-20T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T17:19:40.173-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Special Envoy to Sudan</title><content type='html'>The UN finally appointed a special envoy to Sudan.  Thank God.  It's about time.  NOW there can begin to be some progress...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-5204650597434938040?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5204650597434938040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=5204650597434938040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5204650597434938040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5204650597434938040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/12/special-envoy-to-sudan.html' title='Special Envoy to Sudan'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-3564258241751791304</id><published>2006-12-20T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T10:01:04.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's fun (and cheap) to stay at the Y</title><content type='html'>A two-week membership to the YMCA (which is one of the nicest gyms in town, newly remodeled) is only $22!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-3564258241751791304?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3564258241751791304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=3564258241751791304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3564258241751791304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3564258241751791304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-fun-and-cheap-to-stay-at-y.html' title='It&apos;s fun (and cheap) to stay at the Y'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-8669129663837677887</id><published>2006-12-18T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:41:01.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the season of ME</title><content type='html'>So I'm in Tecumseh, Kansas laying under my uncle's huge (15 foot?) Christmas tree.  I woke up super early this morning to go on a cold walk with my Mom.  She has been so committed to health lately, but she actually didn't want to go on the walk today.  Apparently we don't have enough time before we meet some people for breakfast.  Hmmpf!  Oh well, it's kind of nice to see morning rising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed something this Christmas season.  It's not new, but it's worse and uglier than before.  Every time I look at a newspaper ad, browse some online stores, or walk through the aisles of a mall store, I am thinking about one thing.  It's not what I will get my mom, dad, brother, jess, or tom.  (And believe me, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should &lt;/span&gt;be thinking about that: it's December 18 and I still haven't done my Christmas shopping!)  No, it's not how I can give to others this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can think about is what I want.  All I can process are my own thoughts of my own endless material desires.  I have a long, specific list of things that I want... a new computer, clothes, kitchen gadgets, etc.  I won't go on party because it's embarrassing, partly because I don't want anyone to feel compelled to get me anything on this list, and partly because I still want to get them without you knowing they were one of the wants I railed against in this post (evil, eh?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's shocking, actually, because I know that I already have significantly more possessions than one person could ever need.  There's nothing I lack.  NOTHING. Even when I do think of something I want, 9 times out of 10 it is to upgrade an item that I already own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize when it comes to this, I'm a product of my culture - the era of supersizing, upgrading, and indulging in little luxuries.  That's not necessarily evil, but the problem (as I see it) is indulging ourselves all the time.  Living the lifestyle of indulgence.  Letting the luxuries rule us until they are all we think about, all we desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really not just me either.  I've had lots of talks with a couple of the guys in my life, and they too are desiring bigger and better toys.  I've tried to counsel them to think about it less.  I've shown them how their own lifestyles are really not that different from the people they so admire who have the big house, the nice car, and all the peripherals.  But even as I say that, I go on wanting things myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all of this is to be expected, but what I can't figure out, is how can a season so designed to FULFILL me, to remind me of my complete fulfillment in the tiny, amazing, unfathomable gift of a baby... how can this season actually leave me so empty, so full of worthless desires that consume me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, don't you wish we would just do away with the whole gift exchange?  I like giving gifts as much as the next person, but we can't escape the reality that we do it now because we have to.  We all say we are fine with getting nothing, yet we can't bear to give our loved ones nothing, so the cycle continues.  Maybe Tom was right when he said we should celebrate Christmas every two years.  Then we'd appreciate it much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I despise more than the shopping rush leading up to Christmas Day?  The only thing that bothers me more is December 26.  I can understand preparing for the big day, but as soon it is past noon on Christmas Day, our thoughts already return to the stores and how much more crap we can accumulate if we get there early enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corporate America has done a really excellent job of projecting our wants through megaphones... I for one can hear them loud and clear.  My goal now is to let another voice in.  This voice doesn't remind me what I want.  Instead it tells me of the riches I already have.  This voice doesn't create emptiness and longing where really there exists an overflowing cup.  This not a trite saying for me... there really is an overflowing cup.  I just... strangely... forget about it this time of year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-8669129663837677887?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8669129663837677887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=8669129663837677887&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8669129663837677887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8669129663837677887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/12/tis-season-of-me.html' title='Tis the season of ME'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6442739007671612298</id><published>2006-12-13T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T13:23:00.995-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Technical difficulties</title><content type='html'>I was scheduled to give a 10 minute presentation this morning in my networking group.  I made a PowerPoint that I was so excited about... I went and got slide handouts printed onto bright orange paper (with Tom. late at night. oh yeah. lol jk we were dead tired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness my Mom urged me to have a Plan B...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dumb LCD projector didn't work!  I am sure it was something totally simple and easy to solve, too, because it worked for a second but then wouldn't come back and I didn't have enough time to figure it out.  Oh well.  At least it got me to finally put together a PowerPoint for my business, but man it was really unflashy and boring doing the whole thing from handouts.  I guarantee you people would've been way more attentive and fascinated if I had kept them in suspense from one custom animation to the next!  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Tom and I are getting pretty serious.  I've had guys say serious things to me before, but Tom actually means it, so that's new.  We are miserably sad about having to spend the next 2 weeks apart.  We're preparing for it by spending every minute together which is devastating my work productivity - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;niiice&lt;/span&gt;!  Well I would say more on here but really this isn't blog material, is it now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6442739007671612298?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6442739007671612298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6442739007671612298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6442739007671612298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6442739007671612298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/12/technological-difficulties.html' title='Technical difficulties'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-5089243048962241513</id><published>2006-12-05T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T16:34:22.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='President Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Bush's actions amount to book-burning</title><content type='html'>Read &lt;a href="http://www.alternet.org/story/44528/"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; about the White House's cuts to the EPA budget.   The White House has begun closing the Enviromental Protection Agency's research libraries to the public and to its own staff, cementing Bush's reputation as usher of a new dark age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-5089243048962241513?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5089243048962241513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=5089243048962241513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5089243048962241513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5089243048962241513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/12/bushs-actions-amount-to-book-burning.html' title='Bush&apos;s actions amount to book-burning'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-5442573121090102118</id><published>2006-12-04T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T16:55:11.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter bliss</title><content type='html'>Two words for you this wintry holiday season:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peppermint Steamer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe five words.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peppermint steamer in a big mug. &lt;/span&gt; That's six I guess. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-5442573121090102118?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5442573121090102118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=5442573121090102118&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5442573121090102118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5442573121090102118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/12/winter-bliss.html' title='Winter bliss'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-7331103092396564432</id><published>2006-12-02T23:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T23:56:49.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Anything for Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pwH7si_uNwY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pwH7si_uNwY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-7331103092396564432?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7331103092396564432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=7331103092396564432&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7331103092396564432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7331103092396564432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/12/anything-for-love.html' title='Anything for Love'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-698925527362013212</id><published>2006-12-01T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T14:08:00.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted</title><content type='html'>I got a voicemail late last night from the Fargo Police.  Okeyyyyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it turns out that some girl up in Fargo (basically where my family lives) was in a fight in a bar back in August.  She identified me out of a high school yearbook as the girl that beat her up in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that August &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; the last time I was home visiting my family, and I did go out to some bars, but I've never heard of the particular one they asked about. My family got a pretty big kick out of the whole charade.  My mom answered question after question, finally laughing when she heard what it was about, saying "If you knew my daughter, you would know how impossible this is... she lives in North Carolina and has her own business doing communications for businesses."  My brother left me a voicemail cracking up saying he heard his sister was in a gang and people kept knocking at his door looking for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-698925527362013212?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/698925527362013212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=698925527362013212&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/698925527362013212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/698925527362013212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/12/wanted.html' title='Wanted'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-1364701597208139447</id><published>2006-11-25T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T09:38:35.420-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Alcohol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This song exemplifies the genius of modern country music. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make anybody pretty&lt;br /&gt;I can make you believe any lie&lt;br /&gt;I can make you pick a fight with somebody twice your size.&lt;br /&gt;Well I've been known to cause a few break-ups&lt;br /&gt;And I've been known to cause a few births&lt;br /&gt;I can make you new friends or get you fired from work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since the day I left Milwaukee&lt;br /&gt;Lynchberg and Bordeaux, France&lt;br /&gt;Been makin' the bars&lt;br /&gt;Lots of big money&lt;br /&gt;And helpin' white people dance&lt;br /&gt;I got you in trouble in high school&lt;br /&gt;But college, now that was a ball&lt;br /&gt;You had some of the best times you'll never remember with me:&lt;br /&gt;ALCOHOL!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got blamed at your wedding reception&lt;br /&gt;For your best man's embarassing speech&lt;br /&gt;And also for those naked pictures of you at the beach&lt;br /&gt;I've influenced kings and world leaders&lt;br /&gt;I helped Hemingway write like he did&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet you a drink or two that I can make you put that lampshade on your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause since the day I left Milwaukee&lt;br /&gt;Lynchberg, Bordeaux, France&lt;br /&gt;Been makin' a fool of&lt;br /&gt;Folks just like you&lt;br /&gt;And helpin' white people dance&lt;br /&gt;I am medicine and I am poison&lt;br /&gt;I can help you up or make you fall&lt;br /&gt;You had some of the best times you'll never remember with me:&lt;br /&gt;ALCOHOL!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Alcohol, Brad Paisley)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-1364701597208139447?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/1364701597208139447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=1364701597208139447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1364701597208139447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1364701597208139447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/alcohol.html' title='Alcohol'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-1249791543530163141</id><published>2006-11-24T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T15:07:16.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing makes me tired</title><content type='html'>What is it about a day when you don't have to do anything?  You sleep in and then get sleepy all over again after having done nothing.  Thankfully, you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;!  Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda, Micah, and some of their family went shopping early this morning in Indiana.  I decided to stay here, sleep, and work.  So far I've done great on the staying here and sleeping part.  As far as working, well I am cleaning out my inbox and translating it into a to-do list so that's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching a home improvement show... Amanda's mom was watching it with me but she ran across the street for a minute.  Her dad just got home and we are eating bits of Thanksgiving leftovers. Well mainly I am just eating the desserts. lol  I really like this time of year between Thanksgiving and Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-1249791543530163141?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/1249791543530163141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=1249791543530163141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1249791543530163141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1249791543530163141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/nothing-makes-me-tired.html' title='Nothing makes me tired'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-203826498471599391</id><published>2006-11-22T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T19:37:59.981-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Populist tide has elitists running scared</title><content type='html'>I love this commentary from Lou Dobbs.  I am a populist!  So sue me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/US/11/21/Dobbs.Nov22/index.html"&gt;Dobbs: Populist tide has elitists running scared&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I don't fully understand is how American businesses really can compete and survive by keeping jobs in America and keeping them good-paying.  I hope there is an answer, I just need to look into it more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-203826498471599391?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/203826498471599391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=203826498471599391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/203826498471599391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/203826498471599391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/populist-tide-has-elitists-running.html' title='Populist tide has elitists running scared'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-7068150824177556876</id><published>2006-11-22T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T15:26:16.690-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Exciting news</title><content type='html'>This is cool.  I am going to brag for just a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The organization I work with drills community-sized water wells in Africa.  The unique thing is that we set up an Africa-based company to do this.  It not only creates jobs for Africans in addition to providing water, but it is set up as a business that can drill for profits and then take those private client profits and turn them back into ministry projects (serving the poorest of the poor).  It's pretty dang cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just talked to my boss and he told me how much he appreciated me ("yay"), and said that two proposals I wrote were effective... one foundation is giving us $125,000 and another is giving us $200,000.  The even cooler thing is that both of these are part of an equipment matching challenge that goes dollar for dollar.  So this $325,000 will actually result in $650,000.  All for huge drilling rigs and support trucks that make deep water wells in Africa.  Sooooooo cool!  Great news on this Thanksgiving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, day before Thanksgiving.  The Wednesday before Thanksgiving is so great.  I am with Amanda's family in Ohio, Micah is here too, and everyone else.  It just feels so homey and happy.  But now I do have to focus on work for a few hours before I lose ALL motivation this holiday weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-7068150824177556876?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7068150824177556876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=7068150824177556876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7068150824177556876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7068150824177556876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/exciting-news.html' title='Exciting news'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6571300144469450218</id><published>2006-11-22T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:58:54.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Articles on non-profits and ending poverty</title><content type='html'>My Dad and his business partner Paulette have this new website and directory for... holistic, spiritual, new age resources... Whatever you want to call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked me to write two articles, and &lt;a href="http://www.spiritandconversations.com/content/benefit/featuredarticles.asp"&gt;here they are&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6571300144469450218?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6571300144469450218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6571300144469450218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6571300144469450218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6571300144469450218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/articles-on-non-profits-and-ending.html' title='Articles on non-profits and ending poverty'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-7978378975461182585</id><published>2006-11-21T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T10:33:09.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna cry</title><content type='html'>I have a billion things to finish before going out of town today, and I just switched web hosts for my work website yesterday, annnnnnnd I didn't realize until just now I had to totally save and reload all my files for my website.  I guess the guy assumed I knew more than I do about websites.  I just thought I was pointing it to different nameservers... but I guess I should have known that since I was getting a completely new control panel, everything had been deleted.  Gah!  At least it will be more reliable... once I redo everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-7978378975461182585?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7978378975461182585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=7978378975461182585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7978378975461182585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7978378975461182585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-gonna-cry.html' title='I&apos;m gonna cry'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-4612974806383094148</id><published>2006-11-20T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:40:32.825-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>The difference</title><content type='html'>The difference between guys and girls, I'm discovering, is that when a girl goes to buy clothes... she tries to get into the smallest size possible.  She will do everything in her power to be able to buy and wear the smallest size she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy, on the other hand, has no problem getting an XXL whether he needs it or not.  lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-4612974806383094148?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/4612974806383094148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=4612974806383094148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4612974806383094148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4612974806383094148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/difference.html' title='The difference'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6722136378634796129</id><published>2006-11-19T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T15:43:51.049-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>I AM - Pure being... divine life inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'd like to get your reaction to this piece below. I have this on my ipod, and transcribed it so I could share it.  It's from Eckhart Tolle's book called &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/New-Earth-Awakening-Lifes-Purpose/dp/0452287588/sr=8-1/qid=1163968788/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/104-3875314-3651137?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;A New Earth&lt;/a&gt;. My personal response, just to lay this out there, is that it resonates very deeply and doesn't conflict with my understanding of God or of spirituality.  In fact, it actually helps me understand things better - things like being, life, surrender, and peace. In some ways it is very profound, but once you get it, it's also very basic. Let me know your thoughts. Help me out brothers and sisters and make sure I don't stray too far new age. lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Descartes' error to Sartre's insight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 17th century philosopher Descartes, regarded as the founder of modern philosophy, gave expression to this primary error with this famous diction which he saw as primary truth -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I THINK, THEREFORE I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the answer he found to the question, "Is there anything I can know with absolute certainty?" He realized that the fact that he was always thinking was beyond doubt, and so he equated thinking with being... that is to say, identity (I AM) with thinking... Instead of the ultimate truth, he had found the root of the ego, but he didn't know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took almost 300 years before another famous philosopher saw something in that statement that Descartes, as well as everybody else, had overlooked. His name was Jean Paul Sartre. He looked at Descarte's statement - I think, therefore I am - very deeply and suddenly realized, in his own words, "The consciousness that says 'I am' is not the consciousness that thinks." What did he mean by that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're aware that you're thinking, that awareness is not part of thinking. It is a different dimension of consciousness. And it is that awareness that says, "I am." If there were nothing but thought in you, you wouldn't even know you're thinking. You would be like a dreamer who doesn't know he's dreaming. You would be as identified as every thought as the dreamer is with every image in the dream. Many people still live like that - like sleepwalkers, trapped in old, dysfunctional mindsets that continuously recreate the same nightmarish reality. When you know you're dreaming, you awake within the dream - another dimension of consciousness has come in. The implication of Sartre's insight is profound, but he himself was still too identified with thinking to realize the full significance of what he had discovered - an emerging new dimension of consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Peace that Passes All Understanding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many accounts of people who experience that emerging new dimension of consciousness as a result of tragic loss in their lives. Some lost all of their possessions, others their childresns or spouse, their social position, reputation, or physical abilities. In some cases, through disaster or war, they lost all of these simultaneously and found themselves with nothing. We may call this a limit situation. Whatever they had identified with, whatever gave them their sense of self, had been taken away. Then suddenly and inexplicably, the anguish or intense fear they initially felt, gave way to a sacred sense of presence - the deep peace, serenity, and complete freedom from fear. This phenomenon must have been familiar to Saint Paul, who used the expression, "the peace of God which passes all understanding." It is indeed a peace that doesn't seem to make sense, and the people who experienced it ask themselves, "In the face of this, how can it be that I feel such peace?" The answer is simple once you realize what the ego is and how it works. When forms that you had identified with, that gave you your sense of self, collapse or are taken away, it can lead to a collapse of the ego, since ego is identification with a form. When there is nothing to identify with you anymore, who are you? When forms around you die or death approaches, your sense of beingness, of "I am," is freed from its entanglement with form. Spirit is released from its imprisonment in matter. You realize your essential identity as formless, as an old, pervasive presence, of being prior to all forms, all identifications. You realize your true identity as consciousness itself, rather than what consciousness had identified with. That's the peace of God. The ultimate truth of who you are is not "I am... this" or "I am... that." but "I am."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everybody who experiences great loss also experiences this awakening, this disidentification from form. Some immediately create a strong mental image or thought form, in which they see themselves as a victim, whether it be of circumstances, other people, an unjust fate, or God. This thought form and the emotions it creates such as anger, resentment, self-pity, and so on, they strongly identify with, and it immediately takes the place of all the other identifications that have collapsed through the loss. In other words, the ego quickly finds a new form. The fact that this new form is a deeply unhappy one doesn't concern the ego too much as long as it has an identity, good or bad. In fact, this new ego will be more contracted, more rigid and impenetrable than the old one. Whenever tragic loss occurs, you either resist or you yield. Some people become bitter or deeply resentful. Others become compassionate, wise, and loving. Yielding means inner acceptance of what is - you're open to life. Resistance is an inner contraction, a hardening of the shell of the ego - you're closed. Whatever action you take in a state of inner resistance, which we may also call negativity, will create more outer resistance, and the universe will not be on your side. Life will not be helpful. If the shutters are closed, sunlight cannot come in. When you yield internally - when you surrender - the new dimension of consciousness opens up. If action is possible or necessary, your action will be in alignment with the whole and supported by creative intelligence - the unconditioned consciousness which, in a state of inner openness, you become one with. Circumstances and people then become helpful, cooperative. Coincidences happen. If no action is possible, you rest in the peace and inner stillness that come with surrender. You rest in God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6722136378634796129?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6722136378634796129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6722136378634796129&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6722136378634796129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6722136378634796129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-pure-being-divine-life-inside.html' title='I AM - Pure being... divine life inside'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6748769069992694136</id><published>2006-11-19T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T14:55:43.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Al Qaeda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Happy Iraqi insurgents is a happy Fox News</title><content type='html'>A &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2006/11/14/fox-news-internal-memo-_n_34128.html"&gt;leaked Fox News memo &lt;/a&gt;shows the Vice President of News saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's be on the lookout for any statements from the Iraqi insurgents, who must be thrilled at the prospect of a Dem-controlled Congress."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on them.  That is shameful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6748769069992694136?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6748769069992694136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6748769069992694136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6748769069992694136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6748769069992694136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-iraqi-insurgents-is-happy-fox.html' title='Happy Iraqi insurgents is a happy Fox News'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-5321211860058859733</id><published>2006-11-08T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:40:34.562-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>The Eternal War</title><content type='html'>Everyone talks about how it important it is that we win the war on terror, or the war on terrorism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just have a question: what will it look like when we have won the war on terror?  What will we see and hear?  How will we know when it's won?  How will we know when it's no longer necessary to spend $100 billion per year on this?  (&lt;a href="http://72.14.209.104/search?q=cache:jntJFM8VIE4J:www.fas.org/sgp/crs/natsec/RL33110.pdf+cost+of+war+on+terror&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;ct=clnk&amp;amp;cd=4"&gt;We have just passed the half-trillion mark&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part rhetorical question, and part sincere answer-seeking.  I mean, what the heck are we looking for?  A world where people who strongly dissent have no way to violently hurt or kill innocent people to make a political point?  A world where nation-states are all democratic and pro-Western, refraining from harboring terrorists?  English as a second language?  McDonalds?  I really don't know what the end goal is here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-5321211860058859733?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5321211860058859733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=5321211860058859733&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5321211860058859733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5321211860058859733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/eternal-war.html' title='The Eternal War'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-7050975217874599774</id><published>2006-11-08T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:18:30.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I take it back</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm sorry for ever blogging on the Ted Haggard thing. lol  I have no idea what to make of this situation.  I guess I am just especially interested in it because through my job back in DC, I worked closely with people who worked closely with him... does that make sense?  So it feels personal even though it's really not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Jeff emailed me and made the excellent point that he only confessed because he got caught, which is really not that respectable.  He also pointed out that this is a classic case of power gone awry, which I agree with, though maybe this was exacerbated by the fact that in religious circles, it is especially hard to show your weaknesses.  It makes abusing power even more tempting, in a way.  Strangely enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... no conclusions to draw.  I am really tired but there's some stuff I need to do before going to sleep... I just made scrambled eggs.  I'm listening to James Taylor on a CD that Tom gave me.  There are 4 of my jackets, 5 pillows, 1 purse, and 2 bottles of wine on my corner couch right now.  We're going to the Hurricanes game tomorrow night, and Friday morning I'm going to Colorado Springs for 5 days.  I'm really happy about life right now... just sleep-deprived :)  Nothing wrong with a little incoherency now and then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-7050975217874599774?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7050975217874599774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=7050975217874599774&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7050975217874599774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7050975217874599774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-take-it-back.html' title='I take it back'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-4342596508173001761</id><published>2006-11-08T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T12:10:31.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart on sleeve</title><content type='html'>Ted Haggard's &lt;a href="http://extras.mnginteractive.com/live/media/site36/2006/1105/20061105_104946_HaggardLapologize_Letter.PDF"&gt;letter to his church&lt;/a&gt; really made an impression on me... for honesty... for open brokenness... I have to give him credit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-4342596508173001761?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/4342596508173001761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=4342596508173001761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4342596508173001761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4342596508173001761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/heart-on-sleeve.html' title='Heart on sleeve'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6137563927010636571</id><published>2006-11-05T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T19:15:18.188-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Everybody's free to feel good</title><content type='html'>Everybody's free&lt;br /&gt;everybody's free&lt;br /&gt;everybody's free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's free&lt;br /&gt;everybody's free&lt;br /&gt;to feel good&lt;br /&gt;to feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother and sister, together we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Someday a spirit will take you and guide you there&lt;br /&gt;I know you've been hurting&lt;br /&gt;but I've been waiting to be there for you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there, just helping you out whenever I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everybody's free to feel good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Quindon Tarver, "Everybody's Free," Soundtrack of Romeo + Juliet)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6137563927010636571?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6137563927010636571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6137563927010636571&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6137563927010636571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6137563927010636571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/everybodys-free-to-feel-good.html' title='Everybody&apos;s free to feel good'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-1197406186123612348</id><published>2006-11-02T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T08:09:22.709-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ethics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Yet another gay Christian "scandal"</title><content type='html'>Well it seems Ted Haggard, President of the 30-million member National Association of Evangelicals (NAE) and pastor of a 14,000 member church, is stepping down amid gay affair allegations. Of course I have no clue if it's true or not, but it's not like he's being accused of some one-night fling; his accuser says they had sex about once a month for three years. That's 36 encounters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an article from the &lt;a href="http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/national/1110AP_Haggard_Sex_Allegations.html"&gt;Seattle Post Intelligencer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my little post here isn't about homosexuality being wrong. I honestly don't know where I stand on that. I'm more struck by two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) A Christian world that often times provides shaming rather than healing and support to homosexuals or people struggling with homosexuality, however you want to put it. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) A Christian leader who practices the very sin he so passionately speaks against. If the allegations are true, they are appalling especially because he is such an outspoken opponent of same-sex marriage. I don't care really if you are for it or you're against it, but don't rally millions of Christians against it and then practice it in secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have any judgements here... in fact, my lack of having a strong opinion about homosexuality is probably seems wrong to some. But I guess I'm more just commenting on the brokenness of the whole situation. It's messed up on many levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there is the political dimension of it, too. What timing! As my Dad joked, this is nothing compared to the Foley incident. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* As an afterthought, I do want to note that this environment is changing slowly and many gay people are receiving a better welcome and better treatment from the Church.  So that's good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-1197406186123612348?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/1197406186123612348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=1197406186123612348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1197406186123612348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1197406186123612348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/yet-another-gay-christian-scandal.html' title='Yet another gay Christian &quot;scandal&quot;'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-3203873465049253582</id><published>2006-11-02T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T08:07:12.297-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Meet the thorn</title><content type='html'>To touch the rose unfearful&lt;br /&gt;Is to meet the thorn&lt;br /&gt;And pierce the heart's emotion&lt;br /&gt;And feel the emptiness no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Jars of Clay, "No One Loves Me Like You")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-3203873465049253582?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3203873465049253582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=3203873465049253582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3203873465049253582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3203873465049253582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/11/meet-thorn.html' title='Meet the thorn'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-3524475383269337787</id><published>2006-10-29T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T23:43:08.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing times</title><content type='html'>When did it get so freakin' cool to have lesbian pictures of you with your friends on Facebook or MySpace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just askin'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-3524475383269337787?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3524475383269337787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=3524475383269337787&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3524475383269337787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3524475383269337787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/changing-times.html' title='Changing times'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-9150126886313434592</id><published>2006-10-29T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T21:50:03.643-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human rights'/><title type='text'>Feminism, Halloween, and Alice in Pornland</title><content type='html'>My Dad just referred me to &lt;a href="http://www.honoluluadvertiser.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20061028/OPINION03/610280312/1110/OPINION"&gt;this Ellen Goodman article&lt;/a&gt; about women, sexuality, and culture. I think you'll find it interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMMENTARY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;These costumes would scare any feminist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Ellen Goodman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh darn, I guess I'm not going to be able to wear that diaphanous costume with the teeny-weeny skirt and the plunging neckline after all. The "Garden of Evil Spiritina" is all sold out for this Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's barely even time to get "L'il Bo Peep" — or should I say "L'il Bo Peep Show" costume — FedExed from my Web merchant. I could, however, get that "Hottie Little Red Riding Hood," bustier and boots, to come over the river and through the woods to this grandmother's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the Halloween horror show. This is the time of year when mothers across America get another chance to rant about the culture that pushes daughters directly from Barney to "Jail Bait." This is when teens can surf the aisles or the Internet for those special costumes that are designed to help them fantasize about what they want to be when they grow up: "A French Maid." And when young women raised on "Free to Be You and Me" find themselves free to be either "Biker Chick" or "Blushing Bride."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything more depressing than the "Naughty Housewife" ready to go trick-or-spanking? Sure. It's the number of young women who will tell you fervently that as a post-feminist generation, they are liberated to make choices. And their choice for Halloween is "Alice in Pornland"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's enough to make the average feminist want to bite into that apple with the razor blade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first, let us take that "choice" banner, attach it to our broomstick and fly east as far as London where there is another sort of masquerade going on. The story of the hour is not about young women uncovering their bodies. It's about young women covering their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London has been in an uproar about a 24-year-old teaching assistant and Muslim suspended because she refused to remove the full-face veil. A minimal number of veiled women caused a maximal furor. Prime Minister Tony Blair decried the veil as a "mark of separation." Even the prime minister of Italy declared, "You can't cover your face; you must be seen. ... It is important for our society."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young woman, Aishah Azmi, insisted that "Muslim women who wear the veil are not aliens." Then, in one of those wonderful ironies, she unsuccessfully appealed her suspension, arguing for the freedom to wear a garment that would have been imposed upon her in a fundamentalist Islamic country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed how much dress and undress matter? Even to prime ministers? Have you also noticed how many women believe they are making their own choices when they are actually caught in a cultural vise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in America, our Halloween revelers have only the scantiest — and I do mean scantiest — idea of how the market has shaped the options that they regard as their own. Most women are only dimly aware of the how we internalize the liposuctioned, breast-implanted, celebrity-shaped images that define the "right" female body. They are even less aware of a culture that defines sexy as something seen rather than felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There in London, a young teacher wearing the niqab seems equally unaware that the mask she dons as an act of self-expression aligns her with the mullahs of repression. After all, in today's Iran the choices may be veil or jail. And in Afghanistan, women are choosing the burqa to save their lives. As Deborah Tolman, who wrote "Dilemmas of Desire," says, the stakes are astonishingly high: "If we can't cover it, we can kill it. That's the context."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mullahs and marketers are not the same. Nobody is forcing an American woman into the "Sultry Witch" costume. Nobody is forcing a British citizen into a full-face veil. But there is something, well, scary when women claim the "freedom" to fit into such narrow constraints of sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyn Mikel Brown, co-author of "Packaging Girlhood," says, "We can't talk to girls about sexuality or desire but an entire media is pushing sexualization on them." Nevertheless, there's a fine line for girls between being sexy and being slutty. Halloween, Brown says, may be the one day "you can be a skank and get away with it." But what a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the niqab may identify its London wearer as a pious Muslim and proud dropout from Western sexual culture. But it does so by making her faceless. What a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we used to talk about role models for girls and women? At least one Web site is selling "Supergirl" costumes for teens. But what's that I read? She's "all grown up and is ready for some action of her own." This Supergirl comes with a bustier and hooker boots. She's definitely sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ellen Goodman is a columnist for The Boston Globe. Reach her at ellengoodman@globe.com.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-9150126886313434592?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/9150126886313434592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=9150126886313434592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/9150126886313434592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/9150126886313434592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/feminism-halloween-and-alice-in.html' title='Feminism, Halloween, and Alice in Pornland'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-5633985816633290962</id><published>2006-10-26T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:41:28.898-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Meeting the fish in the sea</title><content type='html'>Sorry to all my fans (okay, just Micah) who have missed me lately and caused a big commotion about my lack of blogliness. Honestly I've been busy making out and otherwise negotiating a love triangle. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post a personals ad on Craig's list and you are sure to have an adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-5633985816633290962?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5633985816633290962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=5633985816633290962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5633985816633290962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5633985816633290962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/meeting-fish-in-sea.html' title='Meeting the fish in the sea'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-8045822961519864033</id><published>2006-10-17T17:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T17:14:41.765-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><title type='text'>Northern Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qIXs6Sh0DKs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qIXs6Sh0DKs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the lights themselves being amazing, check out the rotating constellations.  Or I guess the view from the rotating earth :) There's also lots of shooting stars throughout the night.  Beaaaaaaaautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-8045822961519864033?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8045822961519864033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=8045822961519864033&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8045822961519864033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8045822961519864033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/northern-lights.html' title='Northern Lights'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-4519317770712032702</id><published>2006-10-16T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T10:51:10.809-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>I've declared today work from bed in my PJs with lots of soft blankets and pillows and Billie Holiday playing day. :)  And of course my laptop.  It's going great so far.  Well everything except the "work" part.  heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-4519317770712032702?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/4519317770712032702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=4519317770712032702&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4519317770712032702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4519317770712032702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-1676352150007582212</id><published>2006-10-13T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T08:57:10.360-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Better Now</title><content type='html'>Okay so I'm much happier and well-adjusted since we just had a church meeting tonight. Many good things were shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember to take all this crap on my blog with a grain of salt :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-1676352150007582212?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/1676352150007582212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=1676352150007582212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1676352150007582212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1676352150007582212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/better-now.html' title='Better Now'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-3250448413876754841</id><published>2006-10-13T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T14:38:03.529-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Paradox</title><content type='html'>I am a paradox. Introverted and extroverted? That is just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sacred and profane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reverent and indifferent/casual&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sincere and deceitful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;certain but doubtful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;creative but severely limited&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;loving but jealous and fearful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;forgiving and resentful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and the list goes on forever. Whatever good might be said of me, whatever of God might be found inside of me, is countered with something that negates it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're starting to share our testimonies as a community. My testimony - the story of my spiritual life - is this totally roundabout, cyclical, circular, nonsensical thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that from hearing Curt share his story. Curt is very linear. Everything evolved in time in a linear way. He understood more of God, bit by bit. It's like God keeps taking him down this path. Farther up and further in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not me. I mean I have this moment in my history... April 6, 1998... when everything changed. I do know that much. I can question what exactly happened that night, but I unquestionably know that it set my entire life on a particular course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ever since then I kind of just go in circles. The good way for me to look at it is that I do know who God is essentially. Is there more of Him to know? Obviously yes. Obviously I know like 0.0000001 percent of God. But I know he is Love, so that takes me really far. I know He is not just a He... this God is also reflected in women. In fact, I would say this God is as much "woman" as "man," and so that tells me tons about God. I could go on about these big things that I know, not just in my mind but in my spirit, to be true of God. So that makes me feel like the going in circles is okay... after all, it's probably a good thing that you aren't in total shock discovering something new about a person all the time. It shows you know that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I just feel like I've been at an impasse with God for many years. I understand why people long for mystical communion. It's like finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;consummating&lt;/span&gt; the marriage... but is there an enjoyment, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;consummation&lt;/span&gt;, that can go on right now? Is it a church meeting? Am I being impatient? I'm sure I am. I know that our start-up meetings are not going to be super glorious. At the same time, I hate even saying that because it shows I am waiting for some later time, rather than encountering God right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I expect from God? I am living communally and intentionally, yes, but also very much as a 21st century individualist and a consumer. What makes the way I've organized my life and prepared my heart any different from others? And does this even have anything to do with how God meets me, or am I fooling myself to think I can prepare the way and have better chances?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I expect communion with God to look like and feel like? Do I think I'm going to like lose my mind-body control or have my spirit expand with joy until it explodes? I don't really know what it's supposed to be like. I only know that my restlessness seemed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;justified&lt;/span&gt; in the organized church. Here in the land of disorganization, I hope and pray that I can be content with encountering God in people and in everyday circumstances. Maybe I can even start to see restlessness as a gift or at least, as God stirring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-3250448413876754841?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3250448413876754841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=3250448413876754841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3250448413876754841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3250448413876754841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/paradox.html' title='Paradox'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-340196696711120969</id><published>2006-10-12T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T07:56:42.848-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Strange and terrible</title><content type='html'>Last night I realized that I should have started a certain project WAY earlier... basically it was a massive media contact list for distributing a press release.  I was going to distribute this baby about 8am this morning, but it wasn't until last night that I discovered what a mess the list was.  Hours and hours of internet research got me far, but not nearly far enough.  Finally at 2am I emailed my boss on that project and said am I being a perfectionist, should I just send it to whoever... or should we wait.  He liked the idea of waiting and perfecting it.  Sigh.  So the good part about that, is where I thought I was going to wake up in a frenzy this morning to get it out, I actually am fine and just need to keep working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway when I was working on this last night, I was in a strange and terrible mood.  Do you ever just... get out of whack?  And it is (or seems) wholly impossible to get yourself back where you need to be.  For me, I know what the circumstances were that made me feel that way... basically I thought two things (that I haven't mentioned) were going to work out, and neither one of them seem to be working out.  Other times in life, two things you thought weren't going to work out DO and you get the opposite feeling... giddiness instead of despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate getting in moods like that though.  It makes me feel almost breathless and restless.  It's like you can't get relief from your own self, from your mind.  Not that anything is so terrible... I am talking about something very, very subtle.  I just was putting it out there because sometimes I wonder if I am the only person who gets this way.  It's a feeling of being trapped in wrongness in a way.  Having to deal with something you'd rather ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no sugar-coated, happy ending to this mini-story, but I will say that sleep is a real gift.  Great is your faithfulness, Lord... it is new every morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-340196696711120969?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/340196696711120969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=340196696711120969&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/340196696711120969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/340196696711120969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/strange-and-terrible.html' title='Strange and terrible'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-4385505551249237416</id><published>2006-10-11T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T10:19:13.088-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Early morning</title><content type='html'>I joined this networking group that meets every Wednesday morning at 7:45am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a freelancer, that is a death sentence.  That is a punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, actually it wasn't too bad.  I actually got around 6 hours of sleep last night so I don't wake up toooo sleepy.  I actually saw the sunrise.  That is one of the first times I've seen the sunrise from my apartment that I've lived in for 2.5 months.  It is totally visable over the trees through my kitchen window.  Kinda pretty, actually.. it's over the trees, like I said, but it's like a horizon. Well I've gotten up super-early a few times to go to the airport but that was in darkness... never at sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm thinking about all this is I am soooooo hungry and I looked at the clock and it's only 11:18am.  Usually I would have just eaten breakfast around now. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-4385505551249237416?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/4385505551249237416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=4385505551249237416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4385505551249237416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4385505551249237416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/early-morning.html' title='Early morning'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-4464215015388469231</id><published>2006-10-10T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T14:14:54.982-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Craig's list is a constant source of joy</title><content type='html'>Micah, I see why &lt;a href="http://www.wonkette.com/politics/craigslist/"&gt;Wonkette&lt;/a&gt; has so much fun with Craig's List.  &lt;a href="http://raleigh.craigslist.org/m4w/217997745.html"&gt;This is a great one&lt;/a&gt; from the Raleigh site.  Thank you, funny stranger, for making me laugh.  (By the way, if you weren't sure, this is a personal ad from a man seeking a woman.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Da Vinci Code and other weird bibicial findings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've read the book and seen the movie, frankly if Da Vinci had that much time on his hands more power to him but I'm aware the real secrets lie with the templar knights because I hold the family templar crest, it's basically bred into you like a cat is genetically bred to hunt so if you don't get that well maybe we'd have to discuss it. However that's not what I'm here to mention today, what I'm here for is to find a research assistant would jump down the quantum rabbit hole with me and turn this little reality on it's ear because I've recently discovered after watching several old trading spaces shows and extreme home make over that the anti christ could be ty pennington. Yes that's right hottie carpenter extrodinare could be the son of evil. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The evidence is he's wealthy, great looking, helps others less fortunate, can build anything, and can assemble the masses, and most of all is highly trusted. OMG does it get any clearer than that??? I'm certain that when he gets into policticing that he'll tray to build some dang temple and hey I'm not even going to get into the Red Bull theory because I'm not wishing to start a end of days frenzy here but I will say under that head of hair mr Ty sports is the numbers 666 and we're going to find it and expose him to the world for the evil that he is, you with me? drop a line and we can go over the details in my grem free self contained end of days secure storm shelter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-4464215015388469231?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/4464215015388469231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=4464215015388469231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4464215015388469231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4464215015388469231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/craigs-list-is-constant-source-of-joy.html' title='Craig&apos;s list is a constant source of joy'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-9114930927992099817</id><published>2006-10-10T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T12:17:14.457-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Blondes have more... sketch</title><content type='html'>I don't trust guys with blond hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange but true. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-9114930927992099817?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/9114930927992099817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=9114930927992099817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/9114930927992099817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/9114930927992099817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/blondes-have-more-sketch.html' title='Blondes have more... sketch'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-4546599697117654145</id><published>2006-10-09T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T15:52:21.994-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Airfare is irrational</title><content type='html'>So for Christmas, just like last year, all I want to do is get a ticket that will take me from Raleigh to Kansas City... and then from Fargo, ND back to Raleigh.  That's because I'll be meeting my family in Kansas for a 100th birthday party, then driving back to Minnesota for Christmas.  Here are the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get both tickets together: $340&lt;br /&gt;JUST Raleigh to KC: $98&lt;br /&gt;JUST Fargo to Raleigh: $700&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmmmmm...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.  Truly nonsensical but hey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-4546599697117654145?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/4546599697117654145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=4546599697117654145&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4546599697117654145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4546599697117654145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/airfare-is-irrational.html' title='Airfare is irrational'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-9175250953458006928</id><published>2006-10-07T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T17:48:00.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Half Nelson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4018/1315/1600/halfnelson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4018/1315/320/halfnelson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went and saw Half Nelson this afternoon. It's a movie about a white inner-city history teacher and his friendship with a young black girl (she's on the basketball team he coaches). So, I realize there are a lot of movies that sound like this, but what sets this one apart? I guess it's that the teacher is so messed up. He's a crack addict. The girl (Drey) sees him at his worst, more than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mutual brokenness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brokenness from the one who should, for every reason, be strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just read this on IMDB, and it's a pretty good summary of how the movie made me feel. It doesn't have &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt; writing or anything like that... but somehow it took me into a world that I rarely enter and made me feel things that are difficult to articulate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If the strength of the medium of film is to relay meaning which cannot be expressed in words, then I don't think a review of this film on my part would be worth much... In the spirit of keeping things trite, let me just say I have seen quite a few films, quite a few classics, quite a few masterpieces, and frankly, none of them have moved me as much as this film did. How the BRILLIANT director/writers whom I'm sure we have not seen the last of, managed to weave together seamlessly political commentary, commentary on the nature of the modern family/relationships, existential struggles, racial tensions and ironies, and the very struggles with which we are born by simply being human, is beyond me. The end result was nothing short of a masterpiece. This movie will make you think, feel, and hope. Perfection projected."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So go see it if you want. Don't have high expectations though. I didn't think it was quite as life-changing as this person did, but it was definitely a needed foray into other people's lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-9175250953458006928?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/9175250953458006928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=9175250953458006928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/9175250953458006928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/9175250953458006928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/half-nelson.html' title='Half Nelson'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6113569918320499880</id><published>2006-10-06T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T15:10:06.219-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eastmountainsouth'/><title type='text'>Love came and we were all afraid</title><content type='html'>I am still running&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am still running&lt;br /&gt;Running from the knowledge&lt;br /&gt;That eye, that love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am still running&lt;br /&gt;I am still running&lt;br /&gt;Running from the knowledge&lt;br /&gt;From which there's no refuge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you meant only love - and loved&lt;br /&gt;And I felt only fear and pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So once in Israel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE CAME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And we were all afraid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;("Still Running," eastmountainsouth)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've blogged about this song before.  I just like it.  So take that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at a bakery-cafe in Northern Virgina and SOMETHING AMAZING just came out of the ovens... smells like toffee and brown sugar and everything wonderful.  Yummm.  It's cold and it's rainy and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I may drive back to Raleigh tonight, depending upon whether Liz will surface or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6113569918320499880?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6113569918320499880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6113569918320499880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6113569918320499880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6113569918320499880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-came-and-we-were-all-afraid.html' title='Love came and we were all afraid'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-3741367836238439434</id><published>2006-10-05T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T21:25:03.271-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><title type='text'>Heart's cry</title><content type='html'>You know that song Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds to me like a Vineyard worship song... or some kind of heartful, honest song to God. I like that the song is popular right now. In some weird way, it actually gives me hope for humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been thinking of humanity a lot in the last few days. I'm in the DC area. There are a freakin' LOT of people here. They stress me out. There are lots of hot people (more than Raleigh, lol). There are lots of foreign-born people. They are operating the empire (that's for you, Micah) right here from this city. Mostly they are each just playing very small parts of it. Tons of them are housekeepers or roofers for the homes of people running the empire. Anyway, humanity all around...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-3741367836238439434?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3741367836238439434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=3741367836238439434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3741367836238439434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3741367836238439434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/hearts-cry.html' title='Heart&apos;s cry'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-4870250164083847295</id><published>2006-10-05T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T21:04:24.652-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regina spektor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Loveology, Forgive-me-ology</title><content type='html'>Listen to this song, "&lt;a href="http://reginaspektor.lunarpages.net/music/Loveology.mp3" target="blank"&gt;Loveology&lt;/a&gt;" by Regina Spektor. (It will take a minute to download... be patient.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, an incurable humanist you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go to the movies,&lt;br /&gt;I will hum you a song about nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go to the movies, Let's go to the movies,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing at all, Nothing at all, Nothing at all, Nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, An incurable humanist you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go to the movies,&lt;br /&gt;I will hum you a song about nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go to the movies,&lt;br /&gt;I will sing you a song about nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go to the movies, Let's go to the movies,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing at all, Nothing at all, Nothing at all, Nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit down class, open up your textbooks to page 42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porcupine-ology, antler-ology, car-ology, bus-ology, train-ology, plane-ology, mama-ology, papa-ology,you-ology, me-ology, love-ology, kiss-ology, stay-ology, please-ology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's study class, let's study class. Sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love-ology, love-ology, I'm sorry-ology, forgive me-ology, love-ology, love-ology, I'm sorry-ology, forgive me-ology, love-ology, Love-ology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's study class, let's study class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love-ology. Let's study class, sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love-ology, love-ology, I'm sorry-ology, forgive me-ology, love-ology, love-ology. I'm sorry-ology, forgive me-ology, love-ology, Love-ology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love-ology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, an incurable humanist you are&lt;br /&gt;Oh, forgive me, Oh, forgive me, Oh.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me-ology&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-4870250164083847295?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/4870250164083847295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=4870250164083847295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4870250164083847295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/4870250164083847295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/loveology-forgive-me-ology.html' title='Loveology, Forgive-me-ology'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-8257266627622070023</id><published>2006-10-05T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:02:54.543-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>100 Hours of Pure Joy: If the Democrats Win Congress Next Month</title><content type='html'>The two party leaders, Rep. Nancy Pelosi, D-Calif., and Sen. Harry Reid, D-Nev., are promoting a six-prong "New Direction for America" agenda -- their so-called "Six for '06."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelosi has also promised that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;within 100 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; after taking control of the House on January 3, Democrats will pass legislation to &lt;strong&gt;increase the minimum wage&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;mandate the negotiation of Medicare prescription drug prices, fully implement the recommendations of the 9/11 commission&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;repeal tax benefits for big oil companies&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that would be only the start. Other Democrats -- especially prospective committee chairmen eager to gain, or regain, control of the gavels -- are bubbling over with possible initiatives across the public policy spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, Sen. Barbara Boxer, D-Calif., in line to chair the Senate Environment and Public Works Committee, wants to push legislation to &lt;strong&gt;reduce greenhouse gases&lt;/strong&gt;, while Sen. Edward Kennedy, D-Mass., who may lead the Senate Health, Education, Labor, and Pensions Committee, is looking to &lt;strong&gt;cut interest rates on student loans&lt;/strong&gt;. On the other side of the Capitol, Rep. Charles Rangel, D-N.Y., the prospective House Ways and Means Committee chairman, wants &lt;strong&gt;a more bipartisan policy on international trade, including better protections for U.S. workers&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From MSNBC at &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/14833983/"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/14833983/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all of these things!  Let it be so!!!!!!!!!!! lol  Seriously though.  It would be like the end of the nightmare.  I'm sorry to say something so pro-Dem but I just think all these things are very positive for our country and we are not doing so well right now.  We need a change.  Oh yeah, add to this list&lt;strong&gt; repealing the disgusting tax cuts for the wealthiest people in America&lt;/strong&gt;.  And &lt;strong&gt;giving funding back to programs like HeadStart&lt;/strong&gt;.  Or addressing the fact that the number of people living in poverty has increased every year, as well as the number (and proportion) of people without medical insurance.  But I digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well whatever you think... even if you totally disagree with me... (I can't believe I'm saying this to those of you.. haha).. but vote in November.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-8257266627622070023?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8257266627622070023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=8257266627622070023&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8257266627622070023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8257266627622070023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/100-hours-of-pure-joy-if-democrats-win.html' title='100 Hours of Pure Joy: If the Democrats Win Congress Next Month'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-5373730140328810</id><published>2006-10-04T16:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T16:44:31.504-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington dc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regina spektor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>Regina revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4018/1315/1600/regina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4018/1315/320/regina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4018/1315/1600/regina.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sooo my friend Gina (not REgina) called me on Saturday night - when I was on a spontaneous trip in the mountains of North Carolina - to tell me &lt;a href="http://www.reginaspektor.com/"&gt;REgina Spektor&lt;/a&gt; was playing in DC in a few days and ohh how she wished she had someone to go with. I gave her Regina's CD a few months ago, so she didn't know anyone else who liked her besides me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, begrudgingly, hesitantly (HA), I said I will go! I didn't think it was super wise - I really paused for about 120 seconds with the phone in my hand thinking about driving up to DC on one afternoon and heading back the next morning - but I wanted to carpe diem. After all, I may not be a freelancer forever so I intend to start actively enjoying the benefits of schedulelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(As an aside, the whole thing turned into a business trip which I will, within hours, have very good news or very bad news about... I'm waiting for a phone call or email.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we saw Regina last night at the &lt;a href="http://www.930.com/"&gt;9:30 Club&lt;/a&gt;! She is an amazing songwriter and singer. I don't know if I would exactly say she's an amazing performer because she's pretty shy on stage, but she is amazing at her art. There is literally no one in the world like her. She is silly and playful and beautiful and nasty and profane all at the same time. It's quite special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw her last at Easter (6 months ago) and the shows were very similar. The main differences were that (1) she has gotten significantly more famous since the last show. The place was totally packed out which I wasn't thrilled with, but hey... it's a great small venue nonetheless, and (2) She now has a band for half of the set. Which makes it harder to understand her awesome sing-songy storytelling and probably irritates all the people who think she has sold out to pop, but I think she's just enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other little reflection I have on Regina's concert is that her fans, like most devoted fans of anyone famous, totally idolize her. The whole crowd was staring at her in silent amazement and, in some way, worship. It makes me kind of sad because... isn't each person worthy of such love and adoration? Isn't the spark of the divine in every human life? No seriously! I know you think I'm going off on some ridiculous Catholic tangent, but the truth of the matter is that sometimes a person will do something special and it will remind you that you love that person and you will want to take ownership of them... you will want to be associated with them... and though that feeling comes and goes for the people in your life, they pretty much deserve it all the time - that love. I guess I just wish that the guy that asked me for a dollar on 14th Street yesterday could have what Regina had for even just 5 seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-5373730140328810?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5373730140328810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=5373730140328810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5373730140328810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5373730140328810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/regina-revisited_04.html' title='Regina revisited'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-2305583485804417976</id><published>2006-10-02T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T10:14:00.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jars of Clay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>A band worth noting</title><content type='html'>I would just like to give special acknowledgements to Jars of Clay who are, I believe, a really amazing band. You may think they're not cool, but you would be wrong!  They have created so many amazing songs, and each CD has its own unique feel. I am impressed at the music that has come out of those guys. Being able to write so many different songs, both musically and lyrically, is a huge feat. I currently love this song Work and should not under any circumstances buy any CDs right now but I really want their new one. Gah! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's revisit an old favorite... from their first CD which was groundbreaking in every way.  You should listen to this song again if you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liquid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arms nailed down - are you telling me something?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eyes turned out - are you looking for someone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the one thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The one thing that I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blood-stained brow - are you dying for nothing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flesh and blood - is it so elemental?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this is the one thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The one thing that I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blood-stained brow - he wasn't broken for nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arms nailed down -he didn't die for nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the one thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The one thing that I know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-2305583485804417976?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2305583485804417976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=2305583485804417976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2305583485804417976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2305583485804417976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/10/mad-props-umm.html' title='A band worth noting'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6216136285938620958</id><published>2006-09-28T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T13:36:59.856-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>How NOT to handle rejection</title><content type='html'>If you have like 5 or 10 minutes and you want to laugh, &lt;a href="http://prdifferently.typepad.com/my_weblog/2006/07/how_not_to_act_.html"&gt;check this out&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the real-life, very recent story of Darren Sherman.  It is complete with not only narrative, but actual audio clips of voice mails he left for Joanne - a girl who did not take him up on a second date.  If you have time, listen to all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to Liz for this.  Hah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6216136285938620958?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6216136285938620958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6216136285938620958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6216136285938620958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6216136285938620958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-not-to-handle-rejection.html' title='How NOT to handle rejection'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-3694727116458610721</id><published>2006-09-26T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T20:21:43.190-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Play an ipod game with me</title><content type='html'>Well here's a fun distraction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 1: Put your MP3 player on random.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 2: Post the first one or two lines from the first 20 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 4: Strike out the songs when someone guesses correctly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. While we're young and beautiful, kiss me like you mean it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A woman who in childhood was physically abused by her father may find that her pain body becomes easily activated in any close relationship with a man. (this is spoken word, not music :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I should tell you, I should tell you... Benny wasn't anyth... shhhh... I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I will come to you, you don't mind this mess, cause I have brushed up my act but I'm still an orphan in rags tryin' to look her best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. I hear the ticking of the clock - I'm lying here, the room's pitch dark...&lt;/em&gt;  (Heart, "Alone," guessed by Cornett Snack)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When I am (?)... then I am all alone, burdened by my sin and shame, there's one place I can go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I want you to meditate on your body's ability to heal itself... (spoken word again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. I came home tonight, I came home so I could hide out, the shadows have become my sun and I feel like I'm the only one who's shady.&lt;/em&gt;  (Aaron Espe, "The Reduse," guessed by Cornett Snack)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. This means that your happiness and your unhappiness are in fact one; only the illusion of time separates them. (spoken word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;10. I liked the way my hand looked on your head in the presence of my knuckles, but the beauty of this vision alone just like yesterday's sunset has been perverted by the sentimental and mistaken for love. (Live, "Iris," guessed by Philip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. So much for never making the same mistake - I can't believe I'm here again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Break our hearts, oh God, break our hearts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. In the glory of your presence I find peace, I find rest for my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;14. In a little cafe just the other side of the border, she was a-sitting there giving me looks that made my mouth water... (Jay and the Americans, "Come a Little Bit Closer," guessed by Philip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. More shine today, let's just say the admiration's been unfit for who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. You have led me to the sadness, I have carried this pain on a back bruised and nearly broken, I'm crying out to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. There's a kind of emptiness that can fill you, there's a kind of hunger that can eat you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. You sit and stare out at the sky and think of ways to fake a smile, but life is never what it seems - sometimes it only takes awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. 24 oceans, 24 skies, 24 failures, and 24 tries... 24 finds me in in 24th place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow but it's better than sleeping by the wasteside of today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-3694727116458610721?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3694727116458610721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=3694727116458610721&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3694727116458610721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3694727116458610721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/play-ipod-game-with-me.html' title='Play an ipod game with me'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-2466437244539906356</id><published>2006-09-26T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T19:25:47.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singleness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Singleness... good for now</title><content type='html'>In some ways, I like being single now more than I ever have before.  I am more independent and more introverted than I ever have been.  I think becoming a freelancer and living alone have helped me come into my own... not that it's helped me grow as a person, but it has helped me become comfortable with who I already am.  I even feel this special connection with God when I am alone.  It is amazing to me that the same God who was present when I was a baby at birth, is the same God who is with me right now, and will be with me when I take my last breath and die in old age (hopefully that's the time).  There's something so amazingly familiar and intimate and SECRET about the way this God knows me!  I usually HATE the word 'secret' when applied to the Lord, but there really is something secret and hidden about my relationship with Him.  I can be "bad" about conversing with this Lord or not doing what I "should" be doing or whatever... that can even go on for months... but the moment I whisper His name, He is there.  (Even before.)  He is sooooooo close.  So we've established that I like singleness.  It is a gift.  This is, I believe, the first time I've concluded this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I really want to be in a relationship.  I am taking a break from internet dating due to recent FREAKY circumstances, but... I would just like to say, I think I am a great catch.  haha.  And someday someone will find that out, and I will LOVE giving him everything I am (and expect no less from him).  I didn't used to think I was a great catch but now I do.  Jason, what you said about some guy somewhere sorting through all this "trash" to get to me... the same way I've been dealing with a lot of "trash" in the form of dishonest guys... that is really cool.  That really inspires me. :)  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  My point is that I think all of this is unfolding in its own timing.  I'm really thankful (in some ways) for singleness right now.  I am encountering a loving God in it.   He knows what he is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, let me just add one more thing in that regard.  I came to Raleigh not to have a great commercial writing career, but to be a part of a community... a church.  It was one of the easiest decisions of my entire life because all my life circumstances came together to make it a clear and easy choice.  It was really beautiful.  Well I was at a conference a week or two ago, and the speaker was going on about how friendly Raleigh is to entrepreneurs... how there is a fresh entrepreneurial spirit here.  I was sort of jotting down notes from the speaker and I think I wrote down - wow, Lord... you have a plan don't you?  You really know what you are doing with me.  I almost cried with how loved and cared for I felt at that moment.  He is making &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; come together in the right timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows what he is doing with each of us... he knows us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-2466437244539906356?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2466437244539906356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=2466437244539906356&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2466437244539906356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2466437244539906356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/singleness-good-for-now.html' title='Singleness... good for now'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-5028690734950826091</id><published>2006-09-24T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T20:53:43.013-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><content type='html'>I'm working on writing website copy for a 16 year old kid.  I haven't met him, but the marketing company I work with is doing this project.  You'll think he's notable for this reason: two years ago, he lost his left arm in a boating accident.  He's more notable for this reason: he not only overcame that with an amazingly positive attitude, but he is excelling and winning competitions in wakeboarding, lacrosse, and golf, and he plays about 10 more sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, from a head level, I thought the story was great and all, and I enjoyed reading through all the clips about him - local news stories, People Magazine, the Today Show, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what did it for me was playing the 5 minute video reel with photos from his life growing up all the way through to today.  Photos of him picking up his sisters and holding them on his shoulders, casting a fishing rod into the lake with his Dad... eventually it goes to the hospital pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song playing is... &lt;em&gt;I'm 15 for a moment, caught in between 10 and 20 and I'm just dreaming... 15 there's still time for you, time to buy and time to lose, 15 there's never a wish better than this, when you only got 100 years to live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man... I am like truly, truly, TRULY inspired to the point of tears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tons of people have said how much he inspired them, he is dedicating his life (well at least for now :) to motivational speaking.  He's already spoken at schools, churches, and to over 600 mortgage brokers!  The idea is just going beyond your own expecations for yourself... believing in yourself to be who you want to be and do what you want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really puts things in perspective doesn't it?  Well it probably doesn't for you... because it didn't for me.  It took the photos and music for it to hit me.  But it's an amazing story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-5028690734950826091?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5028690734950826091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=5028690734950826091&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5028690734950826091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5028690734950826091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-8629625649498456888</id><published>2006-09-24T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T20:34:29.380-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jars of Clay'/><title type='text'>Alone, I lie to myself</title><content type='html'>Just in case, I will leave my things packed so I can run away&lt;br /&gt;I cannot trust these voices&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a line of prospects that can give some kind of peace&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left to cling to that can bring me sweet release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no fear of drowning, it's the breathing that's taking all this work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what I mean when I say, 'I don't want to be alone.'&lt;br /&gt;What I mean when I say, 'I don't want to be alone.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty spaces, shadows hit by street lights&lt;br /&gt;Warning signs and weight of tired conversations&lt;br /&gt;In the absence of a shoulder, in the abscess of a thief&lt;br /&gt;On the brink of this destruction, on the eve of bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all the demons look like prophets&lt;br /&gt;And I'm living out every word they speak, every word they speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what I mean when I say, 'I don't want to be alone,'&lt;br /&gt;What I mean when I say, 'I don't want to be alone'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no fear of drowning.&lt;br /&gt;It's the breathing that's taking all this work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;("&lt;a href="http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?playlistId=185696886&amp;s=143441&amp;amp;i=185696956"&gt;Work&lt;/a&gt;," Jars of Clay, Good Monsters)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-8629625649498456888?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8629625649498456888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=8629625649498456888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8629625649498456888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8629625649498456888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/alone-i-lie-to-myself.html' title='Alone, I lie to myself'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6834063954781178929</id><published>2006-09-22T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T17:23:16.425-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bush'/><title type='text'>Ch-ch-ch-Cheney</title><content type='html'>I never knew &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1047157044159649860&amp;hl=en"&gt;this white boy&lt;/a&gt; had rhythm.  I think it gets especially good at the ch-ch-cheney part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6834063954781178929?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6834063954781178929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6834063954781178929&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6834063954781178929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6834063954781178929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/ch-ch-ch-cheney.html' title='Ch-ch-ch-Cheney'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-7575677842426210990</id><published>2006-09-22T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T17:13:41.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer Scientologist</title><content type='html'>It's very unfortunate, but it seems &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8530918890580805143&amp;q=tom+cruise+oprah&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;Tom Cruise has killed Oprah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-7575677842426210990?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7575677842426210990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=7575677842426210990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7575677842426210990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7575677842426210990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/killer-scientologist.html' title='Killer Scientologist'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-3193620019221432114</id><published>2006-09-21T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:52:45.331-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><title type='text'>Carbonite is amazing</title><content type='html'>I think I found the answer to all my problems: &lt;a href="http://www.carbonite.com/"&gt;Carbonite&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download this.  Use it.  It will automatically back-up all your computer files, constantly, unlimitedly (uh.. yeah), for just $5 a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my sanity is worth $5 a month.  My time backing up stuff on CDs and flash drives is worth $5 a month.  Thank you, Carbonite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-3193620019221432114?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3193620019221432114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=3193620019221432114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3193620019221432114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/3193620019221432114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/carbonite-is-amazing.html' title='Carbonite is amazing'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-8074323241931286931</id><published>2006-09-19T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T08:05:00.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human rights'/><title type='text'>Sent to be tortured</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The United States "very likely" sent a Canadian software engineer to Syria, where he was tortured, based on the false accusation by Canadian authorities that he was suspected of links to al-Qaida, according to a new government report.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060919/ap_on_re_ca/canada_torture_case"&gt;AP article&lt;/a&gt; talks about the United States' practice of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Extraordinary_rendition"&gt;extraordinary rendition&lt;/a&gt;.  It is illegal.  The CIA does not get to make the laws.  Come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really don't understand is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;U.S. and Syrian officials refused to cooperate with the Canadian inquiry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does our country get to refuse to cooperate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-8074323241931286931?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8074323241931286931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=8074323241931286931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8074323241931286931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8074323241931286931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/sent-to-be-tortured.html' title='Sent to be tortured'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-9020144876165778045</id><published>2006-09-18T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T13:59:54.316-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>You're what I need</title><content type='html'>Drew gave me a few worship CDs to borrow.  They have a great version of this song... and by great I mean totally normal and downplayed and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are the fountain of my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in your light I find my reason&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause your love reaches to the stars, even the great deep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And your love reaches to this heart, and makes me sing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your love reaches me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's what I need, it's what I need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your love reaches me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's what I need, it's what I need.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Lord, how priceless is your unending love!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Both high and low find refuge in your shadow!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-9020144876165778045?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/9020144876165778045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=9020144876165778045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/9020144876165778045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/9020144876165778045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/youre-what-i-need.html' title='You&apos;re what I need'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-5557715063560111335</id><published>2006-09-13T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T09:01:50.745-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Why I do what I do</title><content type='html'>Top reasons why my blog is not famous:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't stick to one topic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I mostly write about myself.  Hah. AND I LIKE IT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I alienate everyone on one issue or another.  Either I am too liberal, too Jesusy, or generally way too opinionated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't try to publicize it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I try to leave out proper nouns so my business contacts don't find my crazy mental meanderings on the world wide web.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am vague so I can mock, parody, criticize, or otherwise question people or things that I encounter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;According to Micah, a blog is nothing less than masturbation.  Yes, I just said that.  But hey this is the era of global corporations.  If they are going to dominate the world through unbridled capitalism and sheer greed, I am going to have my little corner of the universe and say things that make me happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Drew had a good point the other day.  He said that everything in our world is designed to make us feel empty.  Companies do this through their marketing to make us think we need and want what they have to offer.  Incidentally, the result is we feed the emptiness with more emptiness when we consume what will not and cannot satisfy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway let's go back to analyzing this blog.  Top reasons I like it ANYWAY!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can change the font and colors and stuff as much as I want.  Aesthetics are everything - admit it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Publishing is just plain fun.  It's like sending a memo to your investors.  It's like putting a hot wax seal on a handwritten letter to your lover.  It's like planning a party or having a drug intervention.  &lt;em&gt;Think about it...*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(I need to interrupt this blog broadcast by saying I am at Stone Wolf Coffee, and they just played Rhinestone Cowboy followed by the theme song for Three's Company.  I was loving this place till 5 minutes ago. lol)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Writing for me is a way of working things out.  I can't think clearly about something until I start to write about it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(Let me interrupt again to say some guy just came in and is sitting right where I need to plug in this contraption!  But he's cute.  So I will forgive him.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I blog for the same reason people talk to themselves, or laugh at their own jokes.  That's it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;* When I say "Think about it" what I really mean is, "Don't think about it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-5557715063560111335?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5557715063560111335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=5557715063560111335&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5557715063560111335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5557715063560111335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-i-do-what-i-do.html' title='Why I do what I do'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-8737412163752183060</id><published>2006-09-12T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T14:17:47.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serendipity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><title type='text'>Great timing</title><content type='html'>The other day, my Mom asked my Dad how he was doing.  He sighed and said happily, "I&lt;strong&gt; am having a Jenny day&lt;/strong&gt;."  lol  This is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to ask... Well, according to my Dad, a Jenny day is when all your projects come together and/or something very serendipitous happens.  If this is the definition, most of MY days are not Jenny days, but I have definitely had about 10 of them since becoming a freelancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent one was Friday, and I feel compelled to blog about this because it was so cool and so strange.  I visited this local business networking group over 3 months ago... wait, I will find the date in my inbox... June 12, 2006... oh my gosh, 3 months ago to the DAY!  This is getting freaky.  (I was just guessing 3 months.)  Anyway, even though it was my first time and I was only visiting, this guy gave me a referral.  He wrote on a slip of paper the name and number of someone who might be interested in my writing services.  My plan was to call soon, but I didn't call that week, or the next week, or even the next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I procrastinated 3 months away!!  Well I wasn't just totally slacking - it was project overload that caused me to be slow - but even when the projects eased up I didn't call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, on Friday, I decided to call because I am joining this networking group and I didn't want to face them again without having followed up on the referral they gave me!  So call I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy I spoke with returned my phone call within a couple hours and said something very strange: &lt;strong&gt;I'm glad you called - this is great timing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaaa?!  3 months later is great timing?  It turns out they have 3 regular people (the rest are all independent contractors) and as of the end of this week, their WRITER is moving to San Francisco.  So they needed someone who they could trust to do good work... everything from business proposals to technical writing to marketing collateral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came from my face-to-face meeting with this guy, and it went great!  They're going to start me off with something small so they can see how I work, and I can see how they work (well more for the first reason :).  I'm excited and thankful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-8737412163752183060?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8737412163752183060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=8737412163752183060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8737412163752183060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8737412163752183060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/great-timing.html' title='Great timing'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-1220515859375388411</id><published>2006-09-11T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T18:53:35.520-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='objectivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NPR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subjectivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='republican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democrat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>The end of books</title><content type='html'>I'm currently very disillusioned with books because I have realized that anyone can publish one, and that the things you might read in one book are, almost definitely, contradicted in 100s of others.  The daily responsibility of filtering truth from myself is overwhelming enough - add to it an information flow attacking me through innocent BOOKS and I may very well drown. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it's not just books - ideas and information come in many ways.  But the fact that I can find a book to reinforce any worldview or opinion of mine is a little disconcerting.  What is truth!? And who can we believe to point us toward it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/05/03/AR2006050300865.html"&gt;Here is a tremendously fascinating Washington Post article about Blue Media and Red Media&lt;/a&gt;.  In a nutshell, Republicans like FOX and Democrats divide their attention between CNN and NPR.  Haha.  Not super surprising.  But hopefully you DO find it super disconcerting.  Choosing news sources that reinforce your current views seems strange and unhelpful for the person with an open mind.  On the other hand, we select our sources on a constant basis - who we spend time with, what places we visit, which companies we buy from, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world where we choose the news source that is most compatible with our status quo beliefs, do we have more freedom or less?  Does that bring us closer to truth or further away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I am finding that the subjectivity is where it's at.  I'm having more and more of a sense of awe at our intuition.  Now don't get freaked out - I'm not necessarily saying all the answers are within me or within you.  But in a way, they are.  All I have is my own mind and my own conscience to tell me what's good and right and true.  In a way, I also have a very loving community to help me with this, but honestly, they don't agree on most matters of contention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that, for deciding what's true, the other thing I rely on is getting out into "the real world" and gathering empirical evidence - what do I see?  But even then, my choice of going into the ghetto to see the real world may be opposed to your idea of going into New York's financial district where, in your perspective, "real life" happens.  So even then, even if we could agree on a common circumstance that portrays reality, we have to use our minds, feelings, intution, conscience, etc. to gather and sort information about reality.  We will still come to different conclusions.  Even if we could get so far as to agree about truth and reality, the way we emphasize different things - by how much we love certain things, how much time and concern we devote to them - this will also show that what we believe to be TRUE, or most true, differs greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.  Life in the year 2006.  You asked for it; you got it - Americaaaaaaaa.  lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-1220515859375388411?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/1220515859375388411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=1220515859375388411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1220515859375388411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/1220515859375388411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/end-of-books.html' title='The end of books'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6052782587208464194</id><published>2006-09-10T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T19:58:18.705-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><title type='text'>Beauty tips</title><content type='html'>This is a poem Audrey Hepburn wrote when asked to share her "beauty tips." It was read at her funeral years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For attractive lips, speak words of kindness&lt;br /&gt;For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people&lt;br /&gt;For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.&lt;br /&gt;For beautiful hair, let a child run his/her fingers through it once a day.&lt;br /&gt;For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you will find one at the end of each of your arms.&lt;br /&gt;As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands; one for helping yourself, and the other for helping others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6052782587208464194?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6052782587208464194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6052782587208464194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6052782587208464194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6052782587208464194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/beauty-tips.html' title='Beauty tips'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6309985567313407470</id><published>2006-09-08T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T12:08:58.818-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Cash'/><title type='text'>I will make you hurt</title><content type='html'>This &lt;a href="http://search.music.yahoo.com/search/?m=video&amp;p=cash+hurt"&gt;music video&lt;/a&gt; is amazing.  God invented music videos just for this, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hurt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt myself today to see if I still feel&lt;br /&gt;I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real&lt;br /&gt;The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting&lt;br /&gt;Try to kill it all away, but I remember everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I become? my sweetest friend&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I know goes away in the end&lt;br /&gt;And you could have it all - my empire of dirt&lt;br /&gt;I will let you down&lt;br /&gt;I will make you hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar's chair&lt;br /&gt;Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the stains of time, the feelings disappear&lt;br /&gt;You are someone else, I am still right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I become? my sweetest friend&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I knowgoes away in the end&lt;br /&gt;And you could have it all - my empire of dirt&lt;br /&gt;I will let you down&lt;br /&gt;I will make you hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could start again a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;I would keep myself&lt;br /&gt;I would find a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Johnny Cash, "Hurt")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6309985567313407470?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6309985567313407470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6309985567313407470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6309985567313407470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6309985567313407470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-will-make-you-hurt.html' title='I will make you hurt'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6424213538133909879</id><published>2006-09-08T11:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T11:18:00.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sudan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darfur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genocide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UN'/><title type='text'>Lacking and Slacking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/africa/5317796.stm"&gt;Here is an interesting BBC article&lt;/a&gt; explaining the international despair over Darfur.  The most telling, paragraph, comes near the end:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darfur has found itself a crisis that neither the UN nor the relatively new African Union can solve. The UN has lacked the will to intervene and the African Union has lacked the means. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it that we go into Iraq, but not Sudan?  If preemption could possibly apply to a crisis like this, then sign me up for that ideology.  We need to quit sitting on our hands.  We need to quit letting a few pain-in-the-a Sudanese power-hungry leaders keep millions of people in unthinkably horrible circumstances.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6424213538133909879?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6424213538133909879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6424213538133909879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6424213538133909879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6424213538133909879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/lacking-and-slacking.html' title='Lacking and Slacking'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-7226105065582870749</id><published>2006-09-07T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T10:12:08.508-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Target'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walmart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living wage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capitalism'/><title type='text'>Do you like Target or Walmart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.alternet.org/story/35610"&gt;Target as Bad as Walmart?  You Decide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Kari Lyderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting article... it's hard to make any certain conclusions from it, but really - why do we view Target with so much more respect than Walmart?  Is it all image, or are they really doing some things better?  The final paragraphs about other retail stores paying a &lt;a href="http://www.universallivingwage.org/"&gt;living wage&lt;/a&gt; is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some ways, I am almost glad that they don't pay a CRAZY-good hourly rate, because it would make them less competitive and eventually, the only choice we would have is Walmart.  Does that make sense?  The biggest problem with doing business ethically and in a socially responsible way is that it will cripple competitiveness, and eventually your company won't even be around to offer that &lt;em&gt;slightly&lt;/em&gt; better alternative!  It's a true dilemma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-7226105065582870749?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7226105065582870749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=7226105065582870749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7226105065582870749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7226105065582870749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-you-like-target-or-walmart.html' title='Do you like Target or Walmart?'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-2159148782880451239</id><published>2006-09-07T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T09:29:55.835-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geneva conventions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='military'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black sites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dignity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='President Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Al Qaeda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guantanamo Bay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='congress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secret prisons'/><title type='text'>Secret CIA prisons suck</title><content type='html'>If you haven't had a chance to read the news lately, let me bring you up to speed: President Bush announced that all the 9/11 terror suspects are being moved from secret CIA prisons in foreign countries to Guanantamo Bay where they will be brought to justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY!&lt;/strong&gt; Right? Not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read between the lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do secret CIA prisons exist?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What occurs at these secret CIA prisons? If you think the Geneva Conventions are upheld, you are in lala land. In fact, if you think there is any oversight whatsoever, you are deluding yourself. Nobody even knew (until yesterday) who was in these prisons. We still don't really know.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why are they being transferred to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guantanamo_Bay_detainment_camp"&gt;Guantanomo Bay&lt;/a&gt;... a hellhole of injustice and despair? Over the last 5 years, 770 prisoners have been held there. Up until July of this year, the Administration has been adamant and very vocal in saying they don't think the Geneva Conventions apply to these people. There have been at least 44 suicide attemps - at least 3 successful. (Amazing, considering the circumstances.) Up to 200 prisoners at a time have gone on hunger strikes, and were then force-fed through tubes. No one held at Guantanamo has been charged.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The court system that President Bush wants to use is, at this point, illegal. ILLEGAL. The Supreme Court struck down their idea a couple months ago, and said Congress had to authorize it first.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The court system President Bush wants to use would allow for secret evidence. Evidence that the accused person would not know about, and maybe not even the accused person's lawyer. Is that American?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The court system President Bush wants to use would allow for testimony gathered through coercion. Not torture, granted... but coercion. Do you see what a fine line this is? Do you see how problematic it is to accepted testimony that was extracted under coercive circumstances? Especially when these prisoners were interrogated in secret prisons. Who exactly is certifying that it was coercion and not torture?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;In conclusion, let me just say, WHAT THE FREAK.&lt;/p&gt;Let me put a little patriotic disclaimer here. Why do I care about terrorists' rights? What about the rights of the people who died on 9/11? And so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, terrorists are still humans. And if we want to operate in a undemocratic, inhumane, illegal, militant way... well that is just the kind of world we will create.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-2159148782880451239?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2159148782880451239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=2159148782880451239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2159148782880451239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/2159148782880451239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/secret-cia-prisons-suck.html' title='Secret CIA prisons suck'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-584554747934647391</id><published>2006-09-01T10:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T10:19:01.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geneva conventions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abu ghraib'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iraq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='congress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dignity'/><title type='text'>Prevent another Abu Ghraib</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The White House is reportedly planning to ask Congress to approve legislation that would permit abusive interrogations. If they succeed, we will go down in history as the first nation to retreat from the hallowed Geneva Conventions, which prohibit cruel and degrading treatment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stop this misguided effort in its tracks. &lt;a href="http://action.humanrightsfirst.org/campaign/abughraib?rk=u1wPlHs1ha2TE"&gt;Write the President &lt;/a&gt;today and demand that he drop his bid to retain the right to abuse detainees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-584554747934647391?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/584554747934647391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=584554747934647391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/584554747934647391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/584554747934647391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/prevent-another-abu-ghraib.html' title='Prevent another Abu Ghraib'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-5294737632485403121</id><published>2006-09-01T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T08:30:35.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You are...</title><content type='html'>Possibly one of the most beautiful and truthful songs ever written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERY SEASON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every evening sky - an invitation to trace the patterned stars&lt;br /&gt;And early in July, a celebration for freedom that is ours&lt;br /&gt;And i notice You in children's games&lt;br /&gt;In those who watch them from the shade&lt;br /&gt;Every drop of sun is full of fun and wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU are summer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even when the trees have just surrendered&lt;br /&gt;To the harvest time&lt;br /&gt;Forfeiting their leaves in late September&lt;br /&gt;And sending us inside&lt;br /&gt;Still i notice You when change begins&lt;br /&gt;And i embrace for colder winds&lt;br /&gt;i will offer thanks for what has been and what's to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU are autumn...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything in time and under heaven&lt;br /&gt;Finally falls asleep&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped in blankets white&lt;br /&gt;All creation shivers underneath&lt;br /&gt;And still i notice You when branches crack&lt;br /&gt;And in my breath on frosted glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even now in death You open doors for life to enter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU are winter...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything that's new has bravely surfaced&lt;br /&gt;Teaching us to breathe&lt;br /&gt;What was frozen through is newly purposed&lt;br /&gt;Turning all things green&lt;br /&gt;So it is with You, and how You make me new&lt;br /&gt;with every season's change&lt;br /&gt;And so it will be, as You are recreating me&lt;br /&gt;summer... autumn... winter... spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Nichole Nordeman)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-5294737632485403121?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5294737632485403121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=5294737632485403121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5294737632485403121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/5294737632485403121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-are.html' title='You are...'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-7391251804244802333</id><published>2006-08-31T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T21:01:11.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>Easy, Ernesto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4018/1315/1600/ernesto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4018/1315/320/ernesto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last 2 weeks in Minnesota were almost totally sunny, and in the upper 60s and lower 70s. For those of you who don't know this about me yet - fall weather is my DRUG. God has literally wired my mind to function at full capacity with all the right chemicals when fall is happening around me.  No lie.  So needless to say, it made me happy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming back to grey, grey, grey, cloudy, grey, rainy, more rain, grey Raleigh kinda sucks a bit. lol Hope this storm passes soon and without much damage to people's lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-7391251804244802333?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7391251804244802333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=7391251804244802333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7391251804244802333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/7391251804244802333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/08/easy-ernesto.html' title='Easy, Ernesto'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-8959813087110518283</id><published>2006-08-30T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T23:50:55.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't get it</title><content type='html'>My boyfriend is a complete and total spaz.  When we are apart, he is as good as dead to me.  He has some sort of moral or mental failure which prevents him from contacting me.  At all.  Completely at all.  None, nada.  And we've been apart more of the last 2 months than together.  But when we are together, we are so happy that we should be married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they say girls are crazy?  Come on.  I never knew a boy could be on SO MUCH CRACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long this will last.  Probably not long.  It has been fun and magical, and it has been frustrating and torturous.  Here's to settling it once and for all in September...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-8959813087110518283?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8959813087110518283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=8959813087110518283&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8959813087110518283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/8959813087110518283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-dont-get-it.html' title='I don&apos;t get it'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10776498.post-6976073446278462011</id><published>2006-08-30T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T08:42:56.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wailin Jennys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4018/1315/1600/wj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4018/1315/320/wj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and I like them. And they're playing in Greensboro (1 hour away) on October 20. Coooooool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10776498-6976073446278462011?l=ajenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6976073446278462011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10776498&amp;postID=6976073446278462011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6976073446278462011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10776498/posts/default/6976073446278462011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajenny.blogspot.com/2006/08/wailin-jennys.html' title='The Wailin Jennys'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06828264362440079797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jennnnnnnny/323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
