Tuesday, October 31, 2006

7 minutes left to execute my plan.....

I've become obsessed with getting found. I've googled myself about a thousand times- I don't exist! Which leads me to believe that the "story" on how my other blog was discovered was just that. A "story" I've googled exact sentences with and without quotes. I can't find anything. Even in a blog search. A scandal indeed. Hmmmm.

I do have a suspect. And to think I almost got him a job. Bastard.

I found Jesus!

Jesus really does have a myspace profile! Why am I shocked my this? No- the man (?) actually has 4! Here:

The first one is clearly a jokester with a blasphemous sense of humor. Jesus #1

And the second one is someone trying to convert people. From My space? Jesus #2

Okay, Jesus #3 confuses me because I can't tell if it's a joke or not.. He's all "I'm the alpha and the Omega..." yada. In his blog, but he has 666 friends and among them is Stephen Colbert and a 9/11 conspiracy theorist. hmmm.

Finally- Our 4th and final Jesus Is a total freak.

Wowza. I didn't expect people to be so into posting a profile for the son of God. I wonder if Jesus was one of my friends- would it be funny or strange... or offensive... who knows. But guess what! I found Jesus! 4 TIMES!!!

So there ya go.

Monday, October 30, 2006

Hi. Welcome.

Sitting here in my dad's house again. I just realized how sort of bland this place is. Not that Nantucket is so much better- but everything is so, I don't know beige, blah. I'm so wound up with nothing to do and no outlet- but my fancy new blog....

So I decided to take this act on the road. It may be the fact that I'm alone (again). Or the fact that it seems that everyone has a blog. Everyone! Even LUCYin LA has a blog- and even though she's adorable- well, there's a reason I watch her. She's ridiculous. Such a treat to watch! Okay- so if adorable Lucy can be ridiculous, can't I? Do I not have the right to be just as stupidly public and sappy and sweet and obvious, etc? You're damn right I do!

So I did some research. The top google words are:

SEX- Who doesn't google sex? Well, okay, I never have- but a lot of people do, clearly. I guess I could see that. You're home alone, wanting to peruse internet porn, but you don't know what sites are good? Why not google it?

GEORGE W. BUSH- Yeah, lets save the Bush trashing for later.

JESUS CHRIST- Ha! Wowza. So, you wanna find Jesus? Well, maybe he has a myspace account. I wanna be on his top 8.

BRITNEY SPEARS- Bless her heart..

AL QAIDA- Once again... maybe on myspace?

LAGUNA BEACH- Come on, really? But is sucks so much! Especially without LC! Oooooh the Hills is addictive though.

There ya go. Now somebody has landed on my blog accidentally. So, Id' like to take this opportunity to formally welcome you to my new blog. Hi. I'm Miss J. I'm starting a new blog- my old one was tragically deleted after an "incident" which you can read about if you so choose. There's also an interesting post, that I opened with explaining why I went with the title "Yes, well, goodnight" it's special. I hope you enjoy yourself. Oh, and do come back. Oh, oh, and if LUCY in LA is reading this- oh, wow. I'm a huge fan. I'm an actor too, you know. Yeah. I'm just trying to make it too, although not in film-but, I do get your struggle. Keep on keepin' on, girl!

I think I should have a fun sign off.
What about Yes, well, goodnight?

I know, that's too obvious.
Love until later,

No that''s been done.

And curtain.

Oh, wow, that's just corny.

how's this- And there ya go.

Hmm. We'll see.

Monday, October 16, 2006

The trouble with blog is....

Okay here's the story. I was really angry. You know when the rage is so much that it is all you can think about? You're generally a good person and all of the sudden you're thinking about angry, mean thoughts all of the time? You know when it wakes you up in the middle of the night, palms sweating, heart racing? Ever been that mad? I was mad. I was damn mad. So I wrote. I go online late at night and I wrote and wrote exactly what I was feeling. It was an outlet and I used it. And, uh, maybe I named some names.....

Right. So I got caught. The people who I was mad at- they found it- the post and all fucking hell broke loose. Sweet Jesus, you would think I threatened to bomb their homes, rape their children- force them to watch "Glitter"... I was just getting my rage out, people? Now, I'm barred from ever returning to the place where they reside without filling out a shit tone of paperwork. No- I'm an actual threat. Me. Yeah.

PS- the phrase "cut a bitch" isn't funny when you can't hear the person saying it. And I would never cut a bitch.. Intentionally. I think I paper cut one of the secretaries or something. Apologies were made.

So that's the thing. A blog isn't an outlet if no one is reading it! But I'm afraid of letting the public know I'm writing a blog. But guess what- I think it's time to break free of my fears. Fuck those people yet to be named! If they really want to be afraid of me, let them. If they want to believe that I'm a threat- go on with ya bad selves. Whatever's clever. I'm coming out! I have a new blog bitches!!!!