Everyday, when I get off work, approximately 6:15pm, I see the same tall slender mexican boy. He's dressed from head to toe in mariachi attire, carrying an acoustic mariachi guitar under his arm, and walking down National Blvd. What is the universe trying to tell me?
My mom told me this morning to eat raisins when I'm on my period. Why? Because they're high in Iron, and I'm losing blood, therefore eating raisins will give me more energy. That whole thought process creeped me the fuck out. And I've found I'm not too fond of raisins.
American Apparel takes borderline pornographic photographs of "normal" girls. I went on their website the other day, and on the home page was a whole spread of a freakishly skinny ethnic girl, tits galore. The leggings didn't quite grab my attention to be honest.
I watched a special on global warming last night. It basically told me we're fucked, and there's nothing we can do unless we find a legitimate eco friendly way to produce energy. "We" being corporate america, who would willingly sacrafice our existance for a buck. And in 2035, we'll still be around to see the affects. I was left feeling extremely discouraged, but regardless I'm going to do my part.
Chelsea and I chanted "NO ON 8! NO ON 8!!" Past a group of Yes protesters on Saturday, along with some fuck you's and middle fingers. Yes a tad out of line, but those Christian homophobic Simi Vallians could use a good fuck you from time to time.
Halloween is just around the corner. I'm being Ultimate Warrior, and my boyfriend is being Macho Man Randy Savage. I'm so stoked.
With all that said, have a happy/safe/drunken halloween, vote no on 8, turn off your lights, americanapparel.net=boobs, blood, raisins, and mariachi bands.
jessie - outro. :)
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
making friends.
since the skate park has been relevantly vacant these last couple of weeks, i've taken up making friends with the homeless people who hang around the park and drink all day. today, the toothless woman, the one who i think works at the homeless food drive and who has a 24 yr old daughter named chelsea, had cory give me this today.
"give it to her, she'll like it. all girls like chocolate"
obviously i took this as a sign that she wants to share her same toothless fate with me. i always love gum and teeth covering my chocolate.
"give it to her, she'll like it. all girls like chocolate"
obviously i took this as a sign that she wants to share her same toothless fate with me. i always love gum and teeth covering my chocolate.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
speechhhhhless (a first)
i've peaked. i easily had one of the coolest night of my life a couple days ago.
seriously.
WOW-sea Browntoffski.
seriously.
WOW-sea Browntoffski.
Monday, September 8, 2008
chat forums ("what really grinds my gears"--family guy)
so at one of the many jobs i have, i am supposed to sit at a small black desk next to computer technicians and answer inane phone calls concerning all sorts of electronics. Since my store is in a relatively rural location, it is not one of the most 'happenin' stores soo... a good portion of this job entails trying to find ways to avoid complete and utter boredom. One of the ways I alleviate this is to read a link on our Employee Login called "Watercooler". "Watercooler" is just a new fan-dangled way to say a chat forum for the whole company, worldwide. In "Watercooler", people discuss matters like "Increase Your Revenue!" or "Customer CARE--are you doing it right?". What I do in these forums is I read people's responses and give them negative or positive ratings according to the criterion "if I met them in real life, would i like them?" or if they automatically sound too into their job, I give them a negative rating to bring them off their corporate high horse. My favorite threads are "Unwanted Phone Calls: Rants and Horror Stories" and "Worst Movies Ever". I don't usually post but I happened to post in the "Worst Movies Ever" thread because after six pages, no one even mentioned "I Know Who Killed Me" (even though I love Lindsay Lohan to no end). Today I wanted to check out if anyone had replied to my comment because although lacking in originality or wit, it was a pretty great "worst movie" choice. After a couple of pages, I noticed people kept saying "Superbad" as a bad movie choice and I was contemplating giving them a negative rating or not. But one comment, without hesitation, got a negative comment from me. In the comment, the girl--Samantha--said, "And, I may be the only person, but I did not enjoy Superbad, it represents everything I dislike about my generation."
For me, for when someone can make a heavy implication like "this is what is wrong with my generation" they should be following that sentence with some well-prepared, valid arguments as to exactly why it is such. A comment like this pisses me off because 1)comments implying a societal problem without explanation usually means she is generalizing an idea to look more knowledgeable and 2)superbad is totally hilarious and is not made for people, like herself, who need media to tell her what exactly is substantially funny (read also: the same people who fund movies like “Epic Movie” or “Date Movie”) instead of having the intelligence to understand that normalcy IS funny .
Well, Samantha, what is YOUR generation’s problem? Heck, why not call it OUR generation because it is mine as well. Samantha, what is OUR generation’s problem? Is it that boys in OUR generation talk about getting laid and accessing alcohol whilst dealing with the awkwardness that comes with adolescence in high school? Is it that women were objectified in degrading yet humorous terms throughout the movie setting us back from those hundred years of suffrage fighting and independence? Or is it that you so closely identified with the kids in this movie that you projected against it in order to make yourself feel like less of an ignoramus? Hit a nerve, did i.
Well, Samantha, let me tell you what is wrong with OUR generation. What’s wrong with OUR generation, Dear Samantha, is us. Instead of fighting immediate issues like health care or racism (which is still heavily prevalent in our society), we find our rebellion in white powders and medication drugs and binge drinking for no other reason but to “get fucked up.” And you, Samantha darling, are the worst kind. You are a hypocrite, supposedly hating the young adult world you so comfortably live in, meanwhile blogging on a CORPORATE chat forum clearly out stepping your job description and obviously, your range of knowledge, without actually taking action or giving any reason as to why you dislike OUR generation SOO much. What is wrong with OUR generation, Samantha, is you and people like you who complain about everything that is “wrong” and “unfair” and something you don't "like" but don't actually DO anything. You all who are not willing to change your lifestyles to alleviate whatever problem you have--rather you just sit there like a secret internet fatty, blogging for attention on a chat forum by complaining. You are a tool, Samantha, and next time the forum asks you a simple question like what kind of cereal you like to eat on Sundays or whatever—you better just stick to some simple answer instead of try to look hip and alternative by throwing in some pseudo intellectual one-liner.
If you can’t tell, it was a really slow day at work. I almost posted this back but in all honesty, she’s not even worth it. Plus, I can’t even imagine how many negative ratings I would get and then I would never be able to post a simple answer again—something I look forward to doing on rare occasions. Whatever.
negative nan-sea brown.
edit. 9/9/08 11:04am "because I'm still not over it"
[10:57] wavesmileREPEAT: i hate when people generalize a generation. especially ours.
[10:59] wavesmileREPEAT: we have a lot to live up to and what we don't need is someone our age being negative about us
[10:59] wavesmileREPEAT: then that means there is no room for change
[10:59] wavesmileREPEAT: then that means that we don't believe in ourselves
[10:59] wavesmileREPEAT: and I think that's more bleak than the 90 mins that was superbad
For me, for when someone can make a heavy implication like "this is what is wrong with my generation" they should be following that sentence with some well-prepared, valid arguments as to exactly why it is such. A comment like this pisses me off because 1)comments implying a societal problem without explanation usually means she is generalizing an idea to look more knowledgeable and 2)superbad is totally hilarious and is not made for people, like herself, who need media to tell her what exactly is substantially funny (read also: the same people who fund movies like “Epic Movie” or “Date Movie”) instead of having the intelligence to understand that normalcy IS funny .
Well, Samantha, what is YOUR generation’s problem? Heck, why not call it OUR generation because it is mine as well. Samantha, what is OUR generation’s problem? Is it that boys in OUR generation talk about getting laid and accessing alcohol whilst dealing with the awkwardness that comes with adolescence in high school? Is it that women were objectified in degrading yet humorous terms throughout the movie setting us back from those hundred years of suffrage fighting and independence? Or is it that you so closely identified with the kids in this movie that you projected against it in order to make yourself feel like less of an ignoramus? Hit a nerve, did i.
Well, Samantha, let me tell you what is wrong with OUR generation. What’s wrong with OUR generation, Dear Samantha, is us. Instead of fighting immediate issues like health care or racism (which is still heavily prevalent in our society), we find our rebellion in white powders and medication drugs and binge drinking for no other reason but to “get fucked up.” And you, Samantha darling, are the worst kind. You are a hypocrite, supposedly hating the young adult world you so comfortably live in, meanwhile blogging on a CORPORATE chat forum clearly out stepping your job description and obviously, your range of knowledge, without actually taking action or giving any reason as to why you dislike OUR generation SOO much. What is wrong with OUR generation, Samantha, is you and people like you who complain about everything that is “wrong” and “unfair” and something you don't "like" but don't actually DO anything. You all who are not willing to change your lifestyles to alleviate whatever problem you have--rather you just sit there like a secret internet fatty, blogging for attention on a chat forum by complaining. You are a tool, Samantha, and next time the forum asks you a simple question like what kind of cereal you like to eat on Sundays or whatever—you better just stick to some simple answer instead of try to look hip and alternative by throwing in some pseudo intellectual one-liner.
If you can’t tell, it was a really slow day at work. I almost posted this back but in all honesty, she’s not even worth it. Plus, I can’t even imagine how many negative ratings I would get and then I would never be able to post a simple answer again—something I look forward to doing on rare occasions. Whatever.
negative nan-sea brown.
edit. 9/9/08 11:04am "because I'm still not over it"
[10:57] wavesmileREPEAT: i hate when people generalize a generation. especially ours.
[10:59] wavesmileREPEAT: we have a lot to live up to and what we don't need is someone our age being negative about us
[10:59] wavesmileREPEAT: then that means there is no room for change
[10:59] wavesmileREPEAT: then that means that we don't believe in ourselves
[10:59] wavesmileREPEAT: and I think that's more bleak than the 90 mins that was superbad
Friday, September 5, 2008
10 things that are very, very devastating (concurrently).
10) Old Nickelodeon game shows. I can’t tell you how many times I could have won legend of the hidden temple or took home just a little piece of the crag. But it was a) in florida and b) NEVER looking for contestants. I always felt like they paid kid actors to come on the show because no one, I mean no one, I ever met had made it anywhere near getting close to getting on the show.
9) Sarah Palin. Ugh. I know what you’re thinking. But I really have to go there. She is anti-feminist and homophobic and she’s GORGEOUS. It really is a waste, isn’t it? Such a stupid, good looking woman. I was half-expecting this Jermaine Greer predecessor, ready to put McClain in his place. Unfortunately, that's not the case. But good for her for being that attractive at her age.
8) Choke being made into a movie. Sam Rockwell? Come on. Just watch the trailer: . Chuck Palahnuik should be fucking pissed.
7) Zach Braff. If you saw Garden State and loved it (and mostly because of Mr. Braff), I’ll save you the heartbreak and tell you not to watch the show “Punk’d.” To let you know, briefly, as to what happened Asston Kutcher thought would be really great to pay some actor kid to spray paint a car that looked like Zach Braff’s and then when Zach returned to his “car”, pretend that he didn’t do anything. When Zach actually did come out, all he did was cuss at this little boy and say things like, “do you know who I am?!” It was then I realized that Zach Braff will never be the emotionally stunted boy who wanted to start feeling everything and thought that the shins were great. He will never be as funny or sweet or jaded with all the money and women he accumulates. He most definitely will never ever be the boy who just wants to feel love. All of this recognized in this ridiculous three minute gag. Thanks Asstan for ruining my life.
6) My bike. My bike would be really cool for an eight year old. I feel like with my bike I have to peddle a whole lot harder than everybody else therefore making me breathe hard and sweat and look more out of shape than I actually am. Now I live like… two seconds away from school and could easily—very easily—ride my bike to school but I refuse to. I am out of shape, and this I embrace, but I would rather run to school in a sports bra and booty shorts than be forced to push my bike up the hill that is my school because my bike can’t take the uphill velocity.
5) Sunday nights. I live in a town where every night is a party, Monday= Karaoke and beer pong, Tuesday=Two for one drinks, $1 tacos, Wednesday=pint night, Thurs-Sat=freakin weekend ignition remix. Except for Sunday. Sunday means you can go to a bar called Mothers and drink (or on a Sunday, drinking is called 'alcoholism' or 'blasphemy') and watch old, weathered male and females sing melodramatic 80s songs while trying to recapture some vague sense of youth by being out on the town passed 11’o clock. Sunday nights are extremely...devastating. sigh.
onto number 4)New Cartoons. what happened to ren and stimpy? rocko's modern life? rugrats? justice league? even blue's clues was a gem to the generation following us. but now, there are creepy interactive multi-lingual shows like Dora the Explora or Go! Diego! go!(funny, ironical title isn't it?). and let's start out by saying that i am not in opposition to integration (in fact, i'm all about integration
) I am in opposition to the feeling that need to push education into children as early as possible. american kid cartoons force feed education as vigorously as we force feed food into an anorexic. tell me this, what is education without social skills? without common sense? You're right. a serial killer.
3)Snapple Facts. (collaboration with sydney hollingsworth) i, like my fellow family friends and acquaintances, all trusted the little nugget of information provided on the back of those lids. Then snapple broke our hopes and dreams.
2)Sk8ter Bois. why are you boys so ridiculously sexy and pretty much the coolest boys in the entire world? date me. all of you.
And finally. The most devastating of the bunch…
1) The cancellation of Veronica Mars. If you’re questioning this last statement, then you have quite obviously not watched the show and do not understand brilliance when it is laid out right in front of you. Veronica Mars was a collage of mystery, suspense, romance, and comedy. Kristen Bell was so charming and cute and smart and all of this totally won me over which is extremely hard to do, for a girl, leading me to reconsider my sexuality for a good three weeks. Then there was Logan Echolls, played by Jason Dohring, the sexiest, rich, bad boy antagonist and how his relationship with Veronica always kept the audience on their edge of their beige corduroy couches. Plus that bald guy from Just Shoot Me was on it and he was hilarious. Veronica, are you going to stay with Fizz or go back to Logan? Logan forever! Who is going to win sheriff, Keith or
the other guy? Will Wallace ever find true love? Is Rob Thomas the actual matchbox 20 rob thomas or like 'i am a man and my happens to be rob thomas identical to the singer of the band matchbox twenty'?
i am in perpetual limbo with veronica mars. they should have known it was going to be canceled! they should have tied the ties. they should have sent fiz away and let logan and veronica be together like they were supposed to be.
i hate television.
10thingsihateaboutchelseabrown
9) Sarah Palin. Ugh. I know what you’re thinking. But I really have to go there. She is anti-feminist and homophobic and she’s GORGEOUS. It really is a waste, isn’t it? Such a stupid, good looking woman. I was half-expecting this Jermaine Greer predecessor, ready to put McClain in his place. Unfortunately, that's not the case. But good for her for being that attractive at her age.
8) Choke being made into a movie. Sam Rockwell? Come on. Just watch the trailer: . Chuck Palahnuik should be fucking pissed.
7) Zach Braff. If you saw Garden State and loved it (and mostly because of Mr. Braff), I’ll save you the heartbreak and tell you not to watch the show “Punk’d.” To let you know, briefly, as to what happened Asston Kutcher thought would be really great to pay some actor kid to spray paint a car that looked like Zach Braff’s and then when Zach returned to his “car”, pretend that he didn’t do anything. When Zach actually did come out, all he did was cuss at this little boy and say things like, “do you know who I am?!” It was then I realized that Zach Braff will never be the emotionally stunted boy who wanted to start feeling everything and thought that the shins were great. He will never be as funny or sweet or jaded with all the money and women he accumulates. He most definitely will never ever be the boy who just wants to feel love. All of this recognized in this ridiculous three minute gag. Thanks Asstan for ruining my life.
6) My bike. My bike would be really cool for an eight year old. I feel like with my bike I have to peddle a whole lot harder than everybody else therefore making me breathe hard and sweat and look more out of shape than I actually am. Now I live like… two seconds away from school and could easily—very easily—ride my bike to school but I refuse to. I am out of shape, and this I embrace, but I would rather run to school in a sports bra and booty shorts than be forced to push my bike up the hill that is my school because my bike can’t take the uphill velocity.
5) Sunday nights. I live in a town where every night is a party, Monday= Karaoke and beer pong, Tuesday=Two for one drinks, $1 tacos, Wednesday=pint night, Thurs-Sat=freakin weekend ignition remix. Except for Sunday. Sunday means you can go to a bar called Mothers and drink (or on a Sunday, drinking is called 'alcoholism' or 'blasphemy') and watch old, weathered male and females sing melodramatic 80s songs while trying to recapture some vague sense of youth by being out on the town passed 11’o clock. Sunday nights are extremely...devastating. sigh.
onto number 4)New Cartoons. what happened to ren and stimpy? rocko's modern life? rugrats? justice league? even blue's clues was a gem to the generation following us. but now, there are creepy interactive multi-lingual shows like Dora the Explora or Go! Diego! go!(funny, ironical title isn't it?). and let's start out by saying that i am not in opposition to integration (in fact, i'm all about integration
) I am in opposition to the feeling that need to push education into children as early as possible. american kid cartoons force feed education as vigorously as we force feed food into an anorexic. tell me this, what is education without social skills? without common sense? You're right. a serial killer.3)Snapple Facts. (collaboration with sydney hollingsworth) i, like my fellow family friends and acquaintances, all trusted the little nugget of information provided on the back of those lids. Then snapple broke our hopes and dreams.
2)Sk8ter Bois. why are you boys so ridiculously sexy and pretty much the coolest boys in the entire world? date me. all of you.
And finally. The most devastating of the bunch…
1) The cancellation of Veronica Mars. If you’re questioning this last statement, then you have quite obviously not watched the show and do not understand brilliance when it is laid out right in front of you. Veronica Mars was a collage of mystery, suspense, romance, and comedy. Kristen Bell was so charming and cute and smart and all of this totally won me over which is extremely hard to do, for a girl, leading me to reconsider my sexuality for a good three weeks. Then there was Logan Echolls, played by Jason Dohring, the sexiest, rich, bad boy antagonist and how his relationship with Veronica always kept the audience on their edge of their beige corduroy couches. Plus that bald guy from Just Shoot Me was on it and he was hilarious. Veronica, are you going to stay with Fizz or go back to Logan? Logan forever! Who is going to win sheriff, Keith or
the other guy? Will Wallace ever find true love? Is Rob Thomas the actual matchbox 20 rob thomas or like 'i am a man and my happens to be rob thomas identical to the singer of the band matchbox twenty'?
i am in perpetual limbo with veronica mars. they should have known it was going to be canceled! they should have tied the ties. they should have sent fiz away and let logan and veronica be together like they were supposed to be.
i hate television.
10thingsihateaboutchelseabrown
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
if only boys would do to me what they do to chelsea brown.
pacing outside of the courthouse friday morning at jury duty, i was confronted by two very pleasant men. douche bag number one was a chubby joe pesci type wearing a beigh suit jacket, bare tattooed skin underneath. his little side kick (not so little) trailed shortly behind him with what looked like wine bottle corks in his ear lobes.
me (talking on the phone)
two gentlemen simultaneously puckering/licking/biting lips: ooohhhh my gawwwddddd. daaamn. mmmmmmm. did you see that? shiiiiiiiiit.
that's the best i could make out. i forced myself to look anywhere but at them while they forcefully ripped my clothes off with their eyes.
later that same day as i crossed the street in downtown culver city, two fairly attractive boys pulled up to the red light on their bicycles. i've taken an interest in bicycles lately, so i took a little peek at what they were pedaling. cyclist number one made a cute little beep beep sound with his mouth, and then proceeded to ask me if i'd like a ride.
romance is in the air.
me (talking on the phone)
two gentlemen simultaneously puckering/licking/biting lips: ooohhhh my gawwwddddd. daaamn. mmmmmmm. did you see that? shiiiiiiiiit.
that's the best i could make out. i forced myself to look anywhere but at them while they forcefully ripped my clothes off with their eyes.
later that same day as i crossed the street in downtown culver city, two fairly attractive boys pulled up to the red light on their bicycles. i've taken an interest in bicycles lately, so i took a little peek at what they were pedaling. cyclist number one made a cute little beep beep sound with his mouth, and then proceeded to ask me if i'd like a ride.
romance is in the air.
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