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good news. bad news.

Posted by jessica on Sep 2, 2010 with 17 Comments
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The good news is that I bought a pocket dictionary today. I used to have one that I carried with me in my bag all the time and I loved knowing that little book that could tell me what everything meant was with me. I mean, all those words! I was downright rich with them, right in my pocket like that. The bad news is that, honestly, I think all of my pants are way too tight to carry any kind of book in one of my pockets. I can’t even fit a wallet in there, let alone a dictionary–I don’t care how small it is.

The good news is that I bought a big old Princeton Review study guide, in preparation for the GRE. The bad news is I was stumped on the very first math practice question. I mean, totally stumped. Like, if I was a tree, I had been cut down to just a little nubbin (is that not what stumped is referring to?), at the first glance at this math problem.

The good news is that I actually got a perfect score on the math portion of my CAT (california achievement test) in second grade. The bad news is it’s been a minute since second grade and also, most schools don’t actually care to find out about the result of your CAT from when you were in second grade, which is really too bad for me.

The good news is I went and took a yoga class tonight. Oh, it was all kinds of good for me and yes, relaxing, too. The bad news is I had a pretty bad conversation with someone directly afterwards, and that probably had the opposite effect of yoga on my mind, body, and spirit. So, I wonder: does that mean they cancel each other out? Meaning that, at the end of the day, it feels like I didn’t take yoga–but it also feels like I didn’t have a bad conversation with someone? Let me check…still feeling pretty limber (which would mean I did take yoga)…and still feeling pretty pissed (which would mean I did have that bad conversation).

The good news is that pissed isn’t actually a curse word (mom). The bad news is that I am actually feeling that way. But I read somewhere that it still holds to be true that it is better to be pissed off than pissed on. Because, as my friend Shane says, if you’re the latter, than you end up being BOTH pissed on and pissed off. So at least I am just one out of the two, right? Right.

The good news is that there are some people that are true, salt of the earth kinds of humans and they make trust come easy. The bad news is that there are some people who you simply cannot trust, and the more chances you give them to prove themselves, the more disappointed and pissed you find yourself.

The good news is that I am learning to tell the difference between those people. The bad news is that it was not always this way.

The good news is that there are some people in the world with wonderful names such as Vance Funk. The bad news is that he’s a lawyer and I need to call him tomorrow.

The good news is that I semi-cleaned my room recently. The bad news is that it is now only semi-clean.

The good news is that it is now Sep-to-the-Em-to-the-Ber. And I am not absolutely positive as to the exact reason for this, but I have such hope for this month. There’s something about moving forward that I like; something about a change in seasons, and I just feel like there’s so much good in store for all of us this fall. The bad news is that I totally forgot to put a ‘t’ in that September I tried to craftily spell up there. As my friend Joe would say, too fancy, too fancy.

The good news is that I have a few really cute headbands. The bad news is that I don’t always take showers, which is when those really cute headbands come into play. I actually could have really used one this afternoon, while driving my friend Christian to get his car at the auto repair shop. Maybe then he wouldn’t have taken one look at me and said, “Your hair is…interesting…” At which point I said, “You mean…dirty.”

And lastly, the good news is that I came into contact with a massage therapist who wants to swap some pilates from me for a massage from her. The bad news is I have to wait two whole weeks for this sweet business to happen.

a plan for meeeeeeee!

Posted by jessica on Aug 30, 2010 with 25 Comments
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So.
I might as well just say it.
Because, see, I’ve been making plans.
Yes, plans.
I know, it’s been a while.
See, they were some of the first things to go, back when my life did that thing where it looked like it was ending.
Oh life, you really got me with that one.
Silly life! tricks are for kids.
But then it turned out to be more like a caterpillar than anything else.
Because it didn’t end.
It was just in chrysalis, I guess.
And now I’m not gonna go around and start telling people that I’m a butterfly, but I will say that maybe life is like a butterfly.
But I don’t wanna say that I’m a butterfly because I don’t wanna sound like this guy I know.
He auditioned for Beauty and the Beast and, when they asked him if he was auditioning for the role of Beast, he said, “I’m not auditioning for the role of Beast, I am the Beast.”
He said it in a low and proud voice; he said it like he was Gaston telling people he was the Beast.
And yes, it was confusing.
And yes, he did sound a little ca-razy.
And no, he didn’t get the role.
But I will say that life is sometimes like a caterpillar, though I am not quite sure where to fit all those legs in the metaphor.
And life is sometimes like a cocoon, though that’s tough on people who get claustrophobic.
And life is sometimes like a butterfly, which is why my life is like a butterfly.
See?
But plans.
Because I have some.
Or at least one.
And I like it very much.
I take it with me everywhere I go.
Like that doll from the nineties called My Buddy, only way less creepy.
And it involves going to an open house in October.
An open house at a school.
Cause I am applying for grad school, folks.
And I’m gonna be going for the business of words and writing them down.
And there will be teachers and lots to learn and I think my whole face lights up when I talk about it, or at least that’s what my therapist said to me.
So this is my plan.
yay.
cue music and end scene.

fly.

Posted by jessica on Aug 29, 2010 with 4 Comments
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It’s not boring. Life, I mean; it really never is. Not when you walk into your kitchen to find this little guy. And he thinks he’s in a corner. Just in a corner. Like, end-of-story, in a corner.  But what he doesn’t yet realize is that the door is right there, too. And that I’m [...]

just like you and just like me.

Posted by jessica on Aug 28, 2010 with 9 Comments
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I was outside today. I could hardy help it, the day was so beautiful. It’s always been a case of “whistle, and I’ll come for you, my lad” when it comes to outside and me. It’s not enough to know it’s there, not enough to see it through a window, I have to go put [...]

yoga.

Posted by jessica on Aug 27, 2010 with 7 Comments
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I took a yoga class tonight and the teacher mentioned to me that I have “long levers.” She mentioned this twice. I thought that was kind of funny terminology and wanted to laugh. I probably would have if a). that would not have been considered rude, b). it did not feel like one hundred and [...]

oh, facebook.

Posted by jessica on Aug 26, 2010 with 18 Comments
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I don’t understand what Facebook has been up to lately. Except that I happened to notice that on my page I suddenly had 51 different pages or groups or whatever they call themselves that I now apparently “like.” And now, I can tell you in all honestly that I have never gone through 51 of [...]

bugs and frogs and squished and squashed.

Posted by jessica on Aug 24, 2010 with 13 Comments
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There is a bug that has not moved from his spot on my wall for weeks now. Literally. I wonder if he is dead; I wonder if a bug who is no longer alive can still stay stuck to a wall. And he’s not squished, mind you, he’s just stuck there. Like a sideways stand, [...]

hard work!

Posted by jessica on Aug 24, 2010 with 8 Comments
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Tomorrow I start work on a little recording project. See, Jason and I are starting a small production company in order to actually sell the musicals we’ve created over the years. And the nice thing for him is that his part of the job is basically done. Whereas, my part? Super. Hard. Work. Because I [...]

since u been gone/i’m on my way remix.

Posted by jessica on Aug 22, 2010 with 17 Comments
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okay. I did something. I took one part from two different songs. And then I sewed them up together. Kind of like Dr. Frankenstein. Though I hope that this song won’t be misunderstood. And then end up killing some people. That would really be a shame. Anyway. I took some of Since U been Gone, [...]

denim+pointe shoes=this.

Posted by jessica on Aug 21, 2010 with 16 Comments
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“Hi mom, whatcha doin’ tonight?” I asked over the phone, while driving home. “Right now, I’m just reading a book, why?” she said. “Well, do you feel like taking pictures of me? I’m thinking of trying to win a gift card to Barney’s and if I send in a picture of me wearing denim, I [...]