Hi friends! It’s so nice that you want to know more about me. I want to know more about you too! Tell me everything.
[Seriously. Email me here. Tell me all the things.]
I once had a friend read to me [and a few other lucky listeners] from her middle school journal and she started many an entry as such: “Hi journal! Here’s the news”, which I think is simultaneously the most adorable and hilarious thing ever.
So, HI READERS! Here’s the news.
I’m Jenna. I’m 27 years old and I live in Los Angeles, California – really close to LAX, actually. You’re welcome to come visit and drink chai tea at my house if you have a layover and you’re certifiably sane. I welcome you!
I also welcome curse words. I’m pretty upfront about that. If they make you uncomfortable, you should skedaddle, because that shit makes me happy and I will pepper my posts with them often. You might think it’s gauche or crude or unladylike, and that’s totally cool! I respect your ability to think things! Just consider yourself warned, because I’m not gonna fucking stop.
I have a pretty cute fiance. [See him down there?] I quite enjoy him, though I don’t write extensively about him, because that shit will go to his head and he already pesters me way too much about being included on the blog. Let me tell you a short story about this fool. On our first date, he gets all high + mighty with me and says: “I WILL NEVER BE ON TWITTER. TWEET! WHAT A STUPID WORD THAT IS I WILL NEVER TWEET.” Lo and behold, not even six months later, he’s tweeting up a storm [almost obnoxiously so] and is now in a constant battle with me for the most Twitter followers [a contest driven by HIM, not ME, I might add]. Let’s never let that happen, okay guys? [Follow me here.] He’s still cute though and he is undoubtedly the best thing that’s ever happened to me, obnoxious tweets or no.
I work in public relations, which is pretty neat, and I was recently promoted to Senior Associate and my boss had this picture made of me looking like a Señor Associate – complete with sombrero and mustache – which was fucking rad because she is fucking rad, and also, she knows how I feel about mustaches, which is to say I LOVE THEM. When I’m not working, I’m in grad school getting my Masters in Education, though I won’t be a teacher upon graduation. Long story, right move. I also write – not just here, but in other places where people pay me, because additional incomes are the business, you guys. Check it. Writing is truly one of my favorite things in this world, and becoming a “writer” is one of my loftiest goals in life. It’s been awesome coming to terms with the fact that I actually already am one.
My family is adorable and kickass – which is not to say that yours isn’t. This is not a competition, you guys. I have a cutie mom and a hilarious stepdad. I have the funniest, kindest mom and pop-in-law-to-be. I also have the best little brother in the world [this actually is a competition and mine won] who is in the Army and is in Afghanistan right now, so send him all of your good thoughts and Red Vines – he loves Red Vines! But do NOT send him chewing tobacco – he’ll ask you for it, but that shit is disgusting, Brett, I don’t care if you’re a goddamned veteran! [Let me know if you’d actually really like to send him a care package. That would warm my heart!] I also have an adorable Maltese pup named Lola, who my mom bought for me as a birthday present and then proceeded to keep once I moved out. Technically, Lola is still MY dog, my mom just has a very advantageous custody arrangement. Anyway. Love my family. They’re the bee’s knees. I also have a godson, who is very clearly the most perfect, most cherubic little person on the face of this planet. I wish I could nom on his adorable baby, chubby cheeks every day.
Also! I love chai tea lattes, but only from Starbucks. I love San Francisco, but I hate the Giants. I am a very lovely young lady, but I get real sassy when I feel insulted, condescended to, or otherwise like you’re deserving of some attitude. Don’t do that any of that shit, and we’re sure to be fast friends. I love getting cards in the mail and lavishing love and attention upon the people who send them to me. I love sending them too, so if you want a card – give me your address! I promise not to stalk you. I love impromptu dance parties, and I’m not going to be fake humble with you – I get down. I heart personal development/ self-help/ goal-setting with a bursting passion and, clearly, I like talking about myself. Those two will go hand-in-hand quite often and quite nicely on this blog.
Thanks for reading – for really real. Love you. MEAN IT. xx.