For the first three people that reply to this post, and who re-post this challenge: you win!!!

For your prize, I will send you a gift.

It might be something I've made, or something cool from my hidden stash of fabulousity. It might be a mix CD, or a rubber duck, or a book I think you might enjoy. A love letter, a useful object, or something else that is awesome or maybe just taking up room in my house.

Whatever it is, I promise I will get it to you in 365 days of your posted comment or less, and I will need your snail mail.

The only thing you need to do to receive your gift is PARTICIPATE.

Be one of the first three journalers to reply to this, and post this very same thing in your journal, and YOU are the lucky giftee.

Just 'cuz.

Because you get what you need when you ask, and because it's fun to give people stuff.

Did you know....

That green is my favorite color.

That there is nothing so perfect as the rows of corn that grow in Iowa. They are perfectly straight, and only interupted by the rolling, curved low lands of very green grass in a sea of wheat colored corn.

That the combines that harvest soy beans look like dinosaurs from a distance.

That the song "I will Follow You Into the Dark" makes me cry, because I don't think anyone will ever love me that much except my Mommy.

That this is the first year in FOUR years, that I haven't celebrated my birthday at the Poot FurFur Extravaganza!

That sometimes I miss my best friend SO much, that I wonder if a broken heart would be mended by our silly jokes, and lots of beer in North Carolina.

That it FUCKING SNOWED here last night.

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Yesterday I went to my very first tractor pull. That's right.

For those of you that are unfamiliar with the concept, this is what happens:
There are several different weight classes of tractor, just like in wrestling...
and you hook up your tractor to this huge sled with a moving weight on it. As you pull this sled thingy down the 300 foot track, the weight mooves towards you and puts more pressure on your end. So, you try to go as many of the 300 feet as possible before you either lose power, or lose traction.

It doesn't sounds like fun, but holy God, was it ever! And I'm not even being sarcastic. We sat out in this beautiful weather that we're having, for something like four hours, drank beer, and watched these tractors. There are even some super tractors that I swear are for racing...if you would do such a thing...that pour lots of smoke and are very loud. It was all around a great time.

I did get severely sunburned though. I have the racoon eyes. For shame.

Tongiht we're getting pizza from the Traer Pizza Palace. It's good sutff cause of the kraut. I know it sounds not good, but I swear it's the best thing ever!

Shannon is out playing with his new-to-him truck, and I'm trying not to move too much cause of the burning...but life is content right now. I'll tell you that much...

and next weekend? The Iowa State Fair! They have a cow made out of butter! How can I NOT see something like that?

Home again

First of all; if I never come back to Georgia, don't be surprised.

Getting there, my flight was cancelled, so I had to sit in the Moline airport for almost seven hours, waiting on the next flight. With my dog. In a carrier. AND. It was the MOLINE airport, which meant there was absolutely NOTHING cool about it, WAY unlike the Atlanta airport which has spoiled all my travles so far, or even the Vegas airport, which has slot machines. :)

When I finally did get there, I got a lot of flack from my family, because they don't want me here. They want to make these decisions for me, but then want me to come to their conclusions on my own, and when I don't they get mad. It was kind of surreal.

At least I got to hang out with my best friend. That was totally the best part of the whole trip. We met some retards. Saw a "pirate bar"; read also: dresser. We drank some beer, and danced, and drank some more beer, and ate at the grill, and had some more beer. And salsa.

Also; it was good to see those of you I've slept with previously in life on this trip. I pride myself in being able to remain friends with people like you; so thank you for coming to hang out, and having lunch with me.

Manda, if you read this, I'm very sorry I didn't get to see your house. I am terribly excited for you; and cannot wait to see pictures of it.

To everyone that I upset while I was there. I'm sorry. I'm happier than you'd expect to be back in Iowa. This is where I belong...

Oh, and I got a new cellular telephone; which means I got a new cell phone number: you can now reach me at: 706-614-2693

Since we last left our heroine...

I drove 18 hours in a day, and got up here, to live in a shitty hotel for three weeks, since Shannon had to start work before we closed on the house.

We finally DID get moved into the house; with the help of my folks; and now everything is pretty much settled. It took us over a month to get internet, and we STILL don't have cable...but whatever.

I have been playing the domestic role a little too well. I will be comfortable doing this for a little while; but it will get boring rather quickly. I read about a book a day...right now I'm in the middle of a vampire series for lack of anything else to read. Usually I'm not super into "fantasy"...but these aren't so bad.

My doggy is up here with me right now; but I'm coming back to GA in two days; and bringing him with me, and he will probably stay, just cause it doesnt' seem fair to lock him up by himself all day, when I get a job, especially when he's so used to being with someone all day.

Even when we DO have to lock him up; he turns his water bowl over in protest; and that gets old...not to mention I worry about him dying.

The weather up here is amazing. We've only started to have temps over the 70's in the last two weeks....and it's almost the end of July. We have this kind of weather in Ga for approximately 30 minutes in April for one day.

My house is beautiful [pictures to come], and my town is so cute, and so perfectly middle America and quaint that if you stop to think about it too long you might throw up.

Shannon and I are already in the habit of going to the local deli every Saturday for lunch. Gotta support that Traer economy!

Here's what's different:
They don't have sweet tea up here
Or stew at the BBQ places
No Duke's Mayo
Or Sunbeam bread
Pepsi is more prevelent than Coke
and the water tastes like crap
BUT
you can buy liquor ANY time you want, even on Sundays!
Target, Walmart, and the Grocery stores have a FULL liquor selection,, not just beer and wine.

That is all. Love y'all! [I'm trying to preserve my southern accent, I like people askin' just where exactly am I from] and I'll see some of you next week!! MWAH!

...just so you know, I mostly post at myspace now. LJ is just so last year...or whatever. But, I'll give you guys an update anyway.

I am moving to Iowa at the end of this month.
Shannon bought a house for us to live in, and it is just the most beautiful thing ever. I cannot wait to get into it, and be all pseudo-housewifey. We have a pond AND a creek, and no corn!

I graduated from GT last Saturday, and now have a degree in Biology, but have no clue as to what I will do with it.

No. For the record we are not getting married now. Or engaged, so don't ask.

Uhm, really I'm procrastinating cleaning up the house, and packing.

ANNYWAY, if you really want to be kept abreast of all the goings on in Jenni's world, then check my myspace thingy.

Love you!

I have been at home for a week and didn't tell anyone.
Partly because I've been incredibly depressed about leaving my mommy. I'm a 22 year old gal, that doesn't want to leave her mommy. How sad. The only places I DID go were places with her. We went to dinner one night, and then to see a play at Town and Gown, and dinner another night.
I'm sorry I didn't call you Brownie, but I wouldn't have been much fun.
I also didn't call people because I am tired of justifying my decisions. I am not moving FOR a boy. I am moving WITH a boy. There is a difference. If I were moving FOR him, I would have dropped out of school, or quit my job, or quit my life, to move soley for him. I am moving WITH him, because I love him, and I want to be with him, goddammit.

Everyone is dealing with this so differently. My daddy is taking it out on me as anger. He doesn't want me to go, but every time we talk, he ends up fussing at me for something. Larry is trying to detatch himself, but every time I leave the house he gives me a bone crushing hug. Grandad gives me these really sad looks when I leave his house, like I have cancer, but don't know it or something, and Nana is being Nana and trying to make everything perfect. My mommy is being my rock. She's being so strong, and so supportive, that it makes me not want to leave here even more.

Anyway, I left Athens about 1030 tonight, and came back to Atlanta, because I thought maybe I would start packing, or something, but instead all I want to do is go to sleep, cause I've cried myself to exhaustion.

Today is my last day at work. YAY! Today there is a woman in the LIVING ROOM whose perfume is making me nausiated. She also has drawn on eyebrows, and has had more work done than Cher.

Last weekend, Shannon and I drove up to Iowa to house hunt. We looked at eight houses. Only three of them we even considered. Only one of them are we currently waiting on paper work to buy. Indeed. Shannon is buying us [and by us, I mean me] a house. And it is a beautiful house. It is NOT in the middle of nowhere. It has a pond, and weeping willow trees. There is a GOURMET kitchen, in which I can cook, and a sweet master bath, in which I can bath, and solid oak wood work and real hardwood floors. and, and and.....*swoon*

Iowa is not, I repeat NOT that bad. The town we are moving to is pretty awesome. Slightly bigger than Athens, smaller than Atlanta, obviously. Cool restaurants. It's gonna be a pretty alright place to live.

Next week, I have a final on Tuesday, a final on Wednesday, and final on Thursday, Bob Dylan on Friday, Graduation on Saturday! BBQ Saturday evening, and then the rest of my life starts.

No, I don't know when I'm moving yet.
Yes, I will be coming back to Athens, for a while to tell everyone goodbye.
No, we are not getting married right now, or even engaged.
Yes, I know that you probably don't approve
No, I don't really care what you think.

Les' cat has the smelliest farts ever!

Really, it's like smelling death.

i am so sick of the fucking internet.