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still homeless.

so i was geared up to live in the cwe, and some things happened, the situation changed, and i no longer felt comfortable w/ the deal that had been struck.  so i bolted.  i figured, better to suffer for a short amount of time instead of an entire year.

and now i’m living out of a suitcase until i find a new place.

yipes.

i’m thinking the new place should be dog friendly so I can bring puggie w/ me.  be responsible for someone other than myself.  just as long as she doesn’t chew everything up (she might.)

i did make my first trip to Ikea last weekend.  what a friggin amazing store.  i was in home decor heaven.  i’ll most definitely be making the drive again soon to pick up more essentials…why don’t we have one of them in stl?

people look at you strangely when you suddenly start driving a mini van every day.  ready to trade my parents back.

having salmon for dinner.  soon, i hope.

i hate watching sports so i’m being reclusive.  i’m hoping the recluses don’t climb into my boxes currently being stored in a dank, dirty, spidery basement.

i have too much stuff.

-jess

sometime during the late 90s, my taste in music began to suck considerably less.  this simply means i stopped listening to n’sync and the backstreet boys, and began listening to well, anything else.

one of my favorite sources of new music back in those days was from movie soundtracks.   i was reminded of my practice of trolling amazon’s soundtrack listings, listening to 30-second snippets to decide if a song was worth a download, while i was watching “can’t hardly wait” this morning (just happened to be on, it wasn’t on purpose or anything).  I remembered how much i used to love some of the songs on that movie,  and then i began thinking about all those other “teen” movies that struck me back at that time, and how they had some great music too.

and it led me here.  re-listening, re-evaluating.  because it’s sunday.  and because it’s easier than going to the gym, yet i still feel somewhat productive.

these are my top 3 songs from my favorite 90s soundtracks:

dazed & confused (1993)

foghat ~ slow ride
war ~ low rider
lynyrd skynyrd~ tuesday’s gone

reality bites (1994)

the juliana hatfield 3 ~ spin the bottle
lisa loeb ~ stay
squeeze ~ tempted

clueless (1995)

world party ~ all the young dudes

radiohead ~ fake plastic trees (favorite)
jill sobule ~ supermodel

can’t hardly wait (1998)

feeder ~ high
matthew sweet ~ farther down
dog’s eye view ~ umbrella

american pie (1999)

blink 182 ~ mutt
dishwalla ~ find your way back home
bic runga ~ sway

drive me crazy (1999)

barenaked ladies ~ it’s all been done
plumb ~ stranded
phantom planet~ is this really happening to me

cruel intentions (1999)

counting crows ~ colorblind (other favorite)
aimee mann ~ you could make a killing
the verve ~ bitter sweet symphony

 

 

 

 

 

-jess

 

And if I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted
All the time, all the time.

radiohead ~ fake plastic trees

so every now and then my local cable just kicks it.  simply won’t work.  it’s super lame because one of the things i like to do when i get ready for the day is watch the news.  gotta figure out where the shootings and robberies occurred the night before.

i also enjoy fox 2’s tim ezell and his silly antics.

but for the past few days, i’ve been forced to find alternative sources of entertainment.

enter saved by the bell.

i can’t tell you how many times i’ve seen each episode of this show that has been playing SINCE I WAS FIVE.  yep.  5.  but i could basically tell you which episode i’m watching in less than 30 seconds.  i can name the teachers that only appeared in even just one episode.  i know the nuances and contradictions. it’s creepy how well i know that show.

anyway, yesterday as i was getting up and around, my all-time favorite episode came on.

yep, you guessed it.  the ever-popular caffeine pill episode.

the “freak-out” is such a memorable moment.  everyone knows what you’re talking about when you say the caffeine pill episode was on.

unfortunately for me, i have to be at work by 8, and since the episode started at 7:30, i missed my favorite part.  sad day. however, i youtubed it and placed it here for your viewing pleasure.

what’s your favorite sbtb episode?

-jess

I’m so excited,
And I just can’t hide it,
I’m about to lose control
And I think I like it.
pointer sisters ~ i’m so excited

 

 

 

 

the wisdom teeth are coming out.

 

 

 

coaster love

i love lamp.

bright green storage cabinet

colorful birdhouses.

sock monkey.

i am moving soon…to the central west end.  with another craig’s list roommate.  she seems normal and nice, so i think we’ll be okay :)  I intend to re-visit my design choices.  the red, black and white decor just isn’t doing it for me anymore, so i’m going with bold/bright colors and a vintage look.

which means i can shop at yardsales and antique stores (i never thought i would WANT to shop an an antique store.  if you knew how often my mother dragged us to them growing up, you would understand).

oh, and there is a pool!

-jess

There’s money lenders inside the temple
That circus tiger’s gonna break your heart
Something so wild turned into paper
If I loved you, well that’s my fault

conor oberst - lenders in the temple

took a foto.

spider juice on my rug. ewww.

i think it’s a brown recluse….do you?

-jessica

so, a few fridays ago, my little sister and i decided to do a little pre-wedding celebrating at the jive and wail (it’s just down the street).  since my roommate works there, we grabbed some VIP passes off the fridge and headed out.

vip @ jive n wail = free cover + one drink (better than nothing, i suppose)

all was well until my sister ditched me to visit the restroom.  immediately after she left my side, the men approached.  i guess lone girl at the bar means attack.  two guys “danced” up to me, requesting that i join them.  before i can even turn them down, a random voice behind me says, “sorry guys, she’s w/ me” and an arm settles around my shoulders. their response was truly fantastic, i must admit, “YOU WIN, SHE LOSES”

i turn around to see who is claiming me.  No, not an ex-boyfriend, not an old friend, not a cousin, but a bald man with a plain face sporting a mustache.

well, when i was little i used to watch a sweet cartoon called “rugrats”.  I specifically remember George from Fishyokia, and i must admit, i was a bit surprised to see him out.

here is a picture, in case you are curious about what he looks like:

same guy, i swear! we left shortly after that…

-jess

i have failed you all.  i apologize for the 20 lapse in activity on rockjessie.com, i assure you i will not let that happen again.

assuming i am forgiven, i’m going to carry on with the regularly scheduled blogging.

what has changed:

• my little sister is a married lady.
• i have blonde hair
• my wisdom teeth are officially counting down their days
• the grand levee is no longer?
• st louis has gone from comfortably warm to unGodly humid and hot
• the days are longer (my favorite)
• i went fishing for the first time this year

things that are the same:

• i still haven’t caught any fish
• i still haven’t made it to the Ozarks
• i still don’t have a tan
• i still haven’t seen The Hangover
• i still haven’t purchased a protective case for my blackberry

other than the fact that my little sister is now married, most of those things are pretty uneventful.

so what i’m saying is, my life has been pretty boring other than all this wedding planning.  being the maid of honor is a lot of work!  but totally worth it.  i didn’t get much sleep this last week.  friday night i found it impossible to sleep soundly for more than about 45 minutes as i was terrified of over sleeping and missing my hair appointment and then, in turn, missing the wedding.  but none of that happened.

i must say, though, many things did go wrong.  nothing terribly big, but i would be lying if i said the whole thing went exactly as planned.  to give you an idea of some of the things that attempted to break the confidence of the bride:  2 left shoes not realized until the rehearsal dinner, non-functional aisle runner, tornado warnings, broken down car, unresponsive honeymoon resort, crying flower girl, lost necklace, bridal bug bites, wrong piano keys, lost cake deposits and a nearly missed 6am flight.

but despite the fact that every small thing went wrong, the most important thing was unshaken.  and that is the fact that no matter what happened, abby and josh were still madly in love with each other and never once even questioned what they were doing.

no cold feet.  except maybe emma because she didn’t have shoes until a few hours before the wedding.

here are a few photos so that you can see how beautiful it was.  the party was awesome.  the dj was the best i’ve ever experienced (let me know if you want his info, i strongly recommend!) everyone had so much fun and the party was raging until the lights came on.  even my grandparents danced the night away.

-jessica

i’m gonna be honest.  most of the pictures from the bachelorette party are completely inappropriate for my blog.  assuming i don’t want an 18+ rating slapped on here.

our hotel room turned out to be entirely too small to accomodate us.  which was kind of a downer…but what’r you gonna do?  squeeze in and bear it.  the bathroom was massive.  pretty much the size of the room.

we did a little shopping in downtown.  went to the biggest forever 21 i’ve ever seen. love that.  ran into a friend from college who just happened to also be visiting Chicago.  small world!

{the place: museum}

dude 1: (staring intently at imaginary photograph) I’m having trouble getting what the artist was really trying to say in this painting

dude 2: perhaps if you take off your shirt!

{shirts come off and fly across the room}

followed by 5 more similar shirt removals, then pants, then 3 layers of man-undies/boxers/etc.

the idea behind it was silly, but quite entertaining.

we didn’t get to see the beach, but i figured out, even though it’s about 80 degrees here, people in Chicago are still wearing trench coats & scarves.  because it’s friggin cold.  it’s just collllld there.  i don’t think i could live there.  i’m a creature that thrives under a warm sun.

anyway, as promised, here are a few shots of the excitement.  i’ll keep them tame, but if you’re going to get all offended, you should go away now and come back in a few days.now a few from the bridal shower.  theme = lovebirds.  everything was very nice, if i do say so myself.

-jess