My boobs must look awesome today, because lots and lots of people have asked me if my refrigerator is running.  Yes, I’m wearing a running refrigerator t-shirt, but usually people don’t comment.  So, happy awesome boob day, everyone!  Yay!

I have ANOTHER ear infection. This time the doc (who was quite possibly the worst doctor I’ve ever encountered) gave me an antibiotic/steroid combination ear drop prescription.

I fucking hate ear infections. The funny thing is, I never had any until about three years ago. Now I’m on my fourth.

I have now officially pretty much commandeered Ryan and Matt’s relatively abandoned blog in typical Jess “barge in and squat” style.  (BUT RYAN POSTED TODAY SO THERE IS PROGRESS!  Matt, get yo’ ass up in heah!)  Welcome, new blogroll additions!

Eva (Montreal): http://bunnyfroufrou.blogspot.com

Justin (Michigan): http://www.justindriscoll.us 

Kristy (Michigan): http://angelboooo.blogspot.com/

Melissa (Montreal): http://obsessiverendition.wordpress.com/

First off, let me say a sincere thank you to everyone who came out to see me play last night. It’s so cool to have a friendly audience and be able to look out into the crowd and see my favorite people front and center. Getting up in front of a large group of people and playing is intimidating to say the least, but you all make it fun and exciting.

Last night was great. I felt like I gave a pretty good performance, though there are definitely some things I would have done differently. Still some work to be done, but it went better than I hoped, so I’d say that’s a successful outing. My real hope now is that I can build on this and start getting out to play on a more frequent basis.  I’m going to start working on a full three sets’ worth of material so I might be able to get out and play some local patios/pubs. Stay tuned!

I have a gift certificate and have narrowed the choices to two. Please help me make this very important decision.

Choice #1

Choice #2

From wired.com:

Nomophobia n. Short for no-mobile phobia, it’s the anxiety produced by losing cell phone contact, for lack of coverage or power. A recent survey in the UK estimates that half of its citizens are afflicted. The condition is said to be as stressful as a root canal.

It’s  true.  When I can’t text I get sweaty.  Well, not sweaty, but definitely pissy.

1 large minivan
5 people
1 amazing Cubs game
X + 1 beers
1 perception of a baseball legend shattered
1 rooftop party
429 funny moments, most of which shouldn’t be reprinted here
3 funny picture messages of my dogs having a vacation too

I LOVE CHICAGO!

Someone should tell B*** at Starbucks that no one who has not yet consumed their venti iced coffee can handle her level of perky.  Ryan knows when he informs me, upon seeing my sleep laden, staggering form that it’s “time to start another day!” that he runs an 80% chance of losing a limb.  I hope someone warns B*** her chances are more along the lines of 98%.

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For those who have ever played Animal Crossing as obsessively as I have…