My future husband Written on September 29, 2007, by Jen.

J: So, I have a date Sunday night.
Me: Oh yeah? What’s her name? Do I know this one?
J: Naw. She’s like some goth chick. But she’s 29.
Me: Well, that’s a step in the right direction, at least she’s not 21 like the last three.
J: Yeah, I know. Maybe she’ll be more interested in actually dating […]

For everything else, there’s my Mastercard bill Written on March 13, 2007, by Jen.

Cost of beers purchased in Shadyside: $46
Amount of money spent at Jack’s later that night: $14
Parking ticket for parking in handicapped spot: $250
Getting a letter from the Old Man to get out of said ticket: $1.32 gas, a little bit of pride
Leaving court and having a text message that simply states “I’m Batman”? Priceless.

Just so you know… Written on March 8, 2007, by Jen.

     … it is perfectly acceptable to sing into your beer bottle while sitting at your stool at the bar.
     It is NOT perfectly acceptable to stand in the corner of a not so crowded bar, playing air guitar and head banging.
     If this is your game, do not expect me to talk to you.
     […]

I blame this sappy post on the fact that I’m listening to Carrie Underwood ‘Don’t Forget to Remember Me’ Written on February 20, 2007, by Jen.

With all this new found specualtion about my life, I have to drone on about it a little more.
Last night, my last night at Jack’s for awhile, I met this couple from North Carolina. I was alone because everyone I was with had to work today, but I was bullshitting with Jesus the […]

Leave of Absence Written on February 20, 2007, by Jen.

Well, not to say that things are better completely, but I’m actively pursuing making them better.
Somewhere in my mind, I decided that the way to do this is to stay away from Jack’s. Which I am trying my damnedest to do, citing last night as my last time there for awhile and announcing […]