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Monday, October 16, 2006
are you there god? it's me, jen (part 4) so, when vinnie and i got together about four years ago, he showed me this picture he had of an old school jesus watercolor. he made a small cut in JC's fist and put in a roll of mentos candy in it. he titled the work "das freshsaviour". imagine our shock when i was doing a google image search for jesus-(about a year ago) and came across this shit! i showed it to vinnie and he pouted all day long. it's kind of like the line from They Might Be Giants: "...someone has stolen all of my ideas..." something like that. i could never get song lyrics right.
please god, help me remember all the correct words to a song so i look cool to others
no baby yet. we're still going to try, but i've given up on obsessing whether we're conceiving or not. as aforementioned, i'm just going to focus on enjoying the overabundance of unprotected sex. i was positive i was this time, because i was really sick during kol nidre services and left early. during the yom kippur fast i was so nauseated, fasting wasn't an issue. at the end of the fast, i ate half a plate of food and became queasy. i went home and vomited twice. all signs pointed to preggars.
please god, let me just enjoy the fuck. remind me to use all my fancy lubes and toys and to not compare myself to all the girls in the pornos i watch