you've got to cross over the anger bridge and cross over to friendship shore

Today, despite being pretty uneventful and regular, was a better day than yesterday. Today I successfully ate a meal without regretting it! It was not only delicious but it didn't do any harm to my ridiculous stomach. I also got the last set of sheets that I've been eying up at Target, a little something cute and cheeky for Samuel, and finally put photos in my "puppy love" frame (pictured). I can't believe July is just about up. I don't like how summer is zip-zipping by, dammit. I can't deal with the idea of fall or winter whatsoever.

there's still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed

Today someone I love very much would have been 24 years old. I tried to make today a good day and pre-planned a trip to the Cape May Zoo where I went to so many times before with him. But due to a large thunderstorm, the plans were scrapped and I hung around the house with Gizmo. I was kind of moody and kept kind of snapping at my mother, so I tried to keep occupied. Mostly played guitar. Always a safe refuge. Later, Jamie and I went to Friendly's and had some sundaes, but when I got back home I've just been crying. Even through a hilarious movie like "Dog Show". Even right now. And yet the war goes on and more and more Marines continue to die. And for what?

I'm glad I got my Xanax prescription filled.

the distance between us makes it so hard to stay

I'm far too lazy of an individual and find my speaking voice to be far too annoying to turn this blog into a vlog, but since I haven't taken any interesting photos, things going on in my personal life are quite dull, and my family life is too sad, I'm going to post a video of a recent show that I played. I don't have many videos of me and the band playing together and I would have liked the entire song to be recorded, but my mom somehow even messed this up despite being very specific about it. Yes, she's since been fired from the film world. Be that as it may, enjoy nearly all of my song "Distraction".

wait, I'm not from New Zealand

behold, one of the thousands of reasons I could never leave Gizmo behind when I move to NYC. How could I possibly ever live without this sort of heartwarming entertainment? And dammit, he's so talented. I'm the luckiest girl in New Zealand.

[and note: if you found this video to be an example of animal cruelty, I'll have you know I stopped playing once his howls turned to cries and he was promptly fed a delicious doggie treat for singing the blues so beautifully.]

somethin's comin over me

Here's a few photographic examples of what's been going on with me this weekend. Played a show with those Yet kids, went to the pier with that Matt person, and despite my constant dizziness today, I was still able to get my hands on a specialty item. Some may call it "(Forgive Me) My Little Flower Princess", but I would more call it a piece of my heart. Just like I wouldn't make sense with my mom or Gizmo, I also wouldn't make sense if not for John Lennon. So, I'm glad to have a piece of him to cherish. And with any $200 or more purchase, you get a pretty bad ass little t-shirt! Can't beat that shit with a stick!

what a bitch, give me head hoe

Yo, that shit was tight! Anyone got a spare grand I could borrow?

you monster, how much for?

I would be made in the shade if I looked this cute in my socks.

Other than this, today was pretty dull, pointless, and stupid. I don't know if it's terribly sad that the high point of my day may have been putting socks on my dog or just terribly amusing.

Of course, that's said with all due respect to anyone I saw today. It's pretty hard to beat out Gizmo in people clothes. Thank you to all that competed.

hey im gonna chase you away

THIS IS MY FAMILY CUZ WE LOOK PERCENTAGES CLOSE TO EACH OTHER weeeeeeeeeeeee

time moves so slow as we all grow old

To Whom It May Concern:
My grandmother had an unfortunate puppy collision at my Uncle's house on Sunday and fell down and broke her hip. She had surgery and had a portion of her hip replaced. Today she was moved to a rehabilitation hospital where she will be staying for the next 3 weeks or so. This has made things around here a little loopy. (or maybe that's just my sleeping pill) To lend what help I can, I went around this afternoon with my mom getting clothes and coffee for my grandmom and everywhere WE went rain followed us determined to get us drenched. Well, the rain won. Everytime we had to get out to go in somewhere, Mr. Rain was sure to follow. And of course, not be there when we were inside. What an Eeorye day. To sum this post up, I think my Uncle said it best in a response to when someone told him they'd pray for my grandmother and he retorted, "No, pray for my sister!" Oh drama, drama, drama.

my heart is empty, your eyes are dark

We're one step closer to achieving one of our fairy tale goals. This would be the goal to become bffs with not only Jack Black and Kyle Gass, but also Benji and Joel Madden. Yeah, I guess that's an odd sort of goal, but don't knock our dreams! Point being, not only did I prove my singing abilities, but I hooked the twins up with some collector's item "JeNell" pins and thus got them pretty psyched about my future fame. I just know we're going to be great friends. I don't just high five anybody. Only people really deserving of it. And dammit, someday Benji is going to know how to spell my name and he's going to correct OTHER people on it!

I shake a dollar bill and then I send it on

THIS IS THE FACE OF A BIG WINNER!
GAMBLING IS THE GREATEST!

only people know just how to talk to people

Greenwich is a seaport town along the Cohansy River. It was first settled back in 1684 and by 1701 it had become one of the only three official ports of entry in New Jersey. Moreover, the small community on the Cohansy River was the site of the Greenwich Tea Party. Much like the Boston Tea Party, a load of tea meant to be sent overland into Philadelphia was torched in the night. Greenwich continued to thrive as an important Port of Entry during the revolution, but gradually other towns began to emerge as more important sites. Today it exists as a small, quiet and quaint bayside town steeped in history, Victorian houses and museums.

IN OTHER WORDS, Greenwich has a cool monument commemorating the Greenwich Tea Party (a point of interest), a random stray yellow labrador, a few cats, and is literally a "dead end".

This ends my history lesson for the day, thank you.

my lipgloss is cool, my lipgloss is poppin

Jamie has never looked more wholesome.

Loves it!

it's business with leather

And you all thought I was the pregnant one!

I try to pretend but I just feel it when we're together

I've been rather stressed out lately. I wouldn't say that I'm getting to the end of my rope, but the rope does seem to be fraying at the ends, which is never a good sign. Nobody wants their rope to get shorter. With stress comes tension headaches and that really doesn't help matters. Just makes me irritable and unmotivated because when I move it feels like my brain is hitting the side of my skull. I hope that's not the case. But maybe I should blame all of this on the fact that Gizmo has been using my noggin as a pillow. I'm not a piece of plush fluff! Where did I go wrong?

I'm going to blow myself up with this bomb I found

Didn't really do much today. I've felt a bit bereft of anything interesting to impart. This blog entry is a representation of that. Gizmo and me; bonded by our lack of deep thought or conversation, but full of meaningful looks and glances.

nothing is impossible to God

Today at the Millville Farmer's Market/Block Party, I nearly took the main stage and blew minds like Tenacious D, thanks to my unofficial manager, Bryan. Jamie and I were chilling at the Revelation Record booth selling the good word of JeNell when Bryan said he was going to try to get me up on the main stage. Though the thought made me puke anxiety, I agreed to the idea. But much to my relief, it didn't fold out because there wasn't enough time and obviously the acoustic act they already had did not want to give up any of his stage time. I can't say that I blame him. But anyway, the guy in charge took my information and said he would contact me. So, possibly, my Millville fame could potentially grow! Instead of one weird guy in a wheel chair, I could have two or three! Gah!

hold on, hold on that's not how the pigeons do it

Well, the 4th of July was a total bust. Got up late, unsuccessfully avoided the unavoidable, and worst off, saw no fireworks! What a sham! Today wasn't much of an improvement. I cleaned high and low and tried to make it to iHOP before it closed and failed. Furthermore, most of my cleaning efforts were somewhat destroyed by the damp feet of dirty dogs. But my parents are finally coming home tomorrow and it'll be awesome to only have to tend to one annoying dog rather than two. Gizmo and I need a break!

it'll break my heart that's true

"I'm clueless"

oh yeah, you are.

I'd miss you, I'd worry, but I'd survive to see you again

YAY :)

JAMIE'S BACK!



but..



I don't know where Gizmo went.. .. ..



anybody seen him?