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March 2011
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Jen [userpic]
Poetic Jen on da prowl!! *grr*

Yeh it's been awhile. I've been doing nothing but working lately. I did a wonderful and *brilliant* thing the other day. I forgot that I had my cell phone in my jeans pocket then I washed my jeans, so now I am the proud owner of a dead but clean Kyocera 2119b phone (Party Animal to us Virgin Mobile customers) . I called Virgin and I'll be able to get all my info switched over to my new phone when I get it friday. I am so tired of dealing with every backward ass fuck on the planet. Last week it seemed as if everyon had decided "I'm not going to take a shower, instead I'm going to go to Sam Goody and be really fucking stupid!" *JOY* Can't you tell I love my job?! I recently wrote something new. Woot! I even read it for Jay's family, and they all seem impressed. It was a once in a lifetime Jen poetry reading ~g~, so I hope y'all love it as much as they did, and as much as I do.

Death Be My Dream:
I dream of blood,
Of ancient Viking rage,
Rape and pillage
Conquering Celtic lands.

I dream of blood,
Fed to Mayan gods,
Hearts ripped
From European chests.

I dream of blood,
Trail of Tears,
Tribes slaughtered
For white man's cause.

I dream of blood,
Ruined people,
Taste the mourning
For what once was.

I dream of blood,
Of pain,
Of nothing
I will wake no more.

Current Mood: bitchybitchy
Current Music: Drowning Pool- All Over Me