Behind Crime Tape

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Fri, 05 Jun 2009 05:09:29 GMT

You complete me.

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Sat, 23 May 2009 23:54:22 GMT

happy.

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Fri, 15 May 2009 01:38:53 GMT

follow me on twitter.

I finally gave in and made the damn thing haha.

www.twitter.com/Jenny_Thompson

I enjoy everything about my life.

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Thu, 30 Apr 2009 04:14:40 GMT

My life has been so busy!

I've been working a lot.

Jaco and Goose were here from Hawaii for a couple weeks.. They leave tomorrow morning at like.. 6am. (No Jaco and I aren't dating anymore.. just friends)

Also, tomorrow night I have a photoshoot with Jeremy Saffer. He's shooting a shoot for MickDeth of Eighteen Visions' new booty shorts line. So I get to be shot with him. Its going to be so fun! Good opportunity for me!

Friday night Tiffany and I are going to go out clubbing as usual and then heading to New Jersey on Saturday for Bamboozle.

I won a free hour of tattoos from my tattoo artist.. totally stoked on that! I'm going to get a blue dying rose or something on the inside of my upper left arm!! WOOOOOOO!!!

Look I have even more color now!

Its coming along.

Can't wait!
Anyway, I'll put up the pics from tomorrow soon.

And of course the Rock of Love Party we're hosting on May 9th. Get at me if you're interested in that.
:)

Hawaii!!!

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Tue, 10 Feb 2009 22:40:02 GMT

Check out this video: Jenny&Tiffany in Hawaii

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Sat, 29 Nov 2008 04:07:08 GMT

Jaco's flying me to Hawaii for New Year's.

Here I come:

ERIK LAMB

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Mon, 17 Nov 2008 19:31:47 GMT

I figured I'd help spread the word.
I was supposed to be in this video but I got conjunctivitis. :(
But watch this over and over again.
Its amazing.
I <3 Erik Lamb.

YEAH

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Tue, 21 Oct 2008 04:59:31 GMT

I feel as safe with you as I do in a 8 by 8 room, made of sticks and all
windows. Your words like rocks that the pedestrians throw from the
roads. No protection from the guilt you forced on my concious.
So let me finish, before you interrupt me with your manipulative
accusations, I have more respect for me than your entire teeny bopper
population. Never again will I let someone take advantage of a heart
big enough for the both of us. Never again will I allow someone to grab
me by the hands and distract me while they tie strings to my limbs.
I’ll never live a life other than my own, because as far I’m concerned
its the only one worth anything. So stop poisoning me with your jealous
heart. I stood taller than skyscrapers before you detonated the bomb
you call your love, let me clean up this mess you left behind and
rebuild. I will never again be played for the fool you convinced me I
was. I will never again change anything other than my number. You say I
lost the best thing to ever happen to me, but since when did packing and
leaving me behind become a characteristic of someone who deserves that
name? And since when did touching someone underaged make you think I’d
ever look at you the same? Never again will I feel the need to apologize
for my past or the events that lead up to me meeting you. The only
apology that should be announced should be the one coming from you,
where you apologize for ever putting me through the hell that you put me
through. A prisoner in my own home, working to my bare bones to afford
a place you could invite infidelity through our phone whenever I left
you alone. I won’t take this, god damnit. I don’t deserve this, god
damnit. I’m not stupid or blind or flirtatious. I’m not every whore you
stuck it to before. I don’t fiend for attention. I am the complex of
complex that you tore down to the simplest of simple. Vulnerable. You
knew I was too weak to leave you, and the dreams that I followed were
not even my own, but I believed in you and I left home after home. And
on one day you were willing to throw me away like yesterdays news
printed too late. But I refuse to wait around to listen to what you
have to say because as far as I’m concerned you have nothing to say.
I’ll cut these strings you pulled and sever the ties, you already burnt
this bridge when you opened her thighs. So trust me when I tell you
this, never again will you feel my breath on your back when we sleep,
never again will you feel my heart beat. Never again will your hand fit
in mine, never again will you breathe in my lungs or race from the rain
to inside. I’d tell it to your face, but I’d rather never see you again
and I’m sorry but I’m strong enough now...and this is the end.

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 04:04:59 GMT

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Sun, 20 Jul 2008 15:22:10 GMT

Alright..so I figured I'd elaborate on my last entry.
Basically I don't feel like myself lately.
I miserably walk around with my head down. I was stronger than this.
I thought that being in a relationship again was the right answer, but it reversed the hard work I put forth to become independent. I can't do this. I need to be single. I need myself back.

I thought I was ready.

I thought wrong.

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Sat, 19 Jul 2008 21:02:11 GMT

I'm not as happy as I'm pretending.

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 17:33:53 GMT

dyed myyy haiiiiir

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video :)

bored easily haha.

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 20:11:41 GMT

NEWEST POEM

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Mon, 10 Dec 2007 08:39:28 GMT

when all the drugs run out
and the bartender locks the doors from the inside
you're the only sorry son of a bitch left
swaying from the barstool to the exit sign

and no amount of quarters in the jukebox
will lessen the blow
from a lover long gone past, your hearts won't let you forget
and god damnit these nights don't get any easier

when you stumble out the door
the parking meters are your only means of support
like the long haired ghost of your past
who held an entiere country of your mistakes
between her breast plate

and you swore to yourself you'd never regret
a single memory you'd wanna forget
and now you can't even find the courage
to look at yourself in shimmering, parked cars

and when the rain starts to fall
you shield your eyes with a swollen temper
afraid the droplets will reflect something less than a miracle

Before all this, everything was so heavenly

and you sweat, and you sweat it out
but this is unlike any other illness
infectious, hazardous, cancerous
you'd rather die young than have her look the other way
she swore she'd grow old
and you'd grow old too
and the ink your flesh would never get old

but you heard from a friend of a friend of her's
she already made an appointment at the rundown shop
at the corner you met
and you'd rather die young, you'd rather die young

so this is all you have now
your memories are only drunken casualties
spread across the dark roadway
as you drag your feet to the beat of the barking dogs
who strayed away from home

and in this moment you realize everyone strays from home
or else how would they ever know
a house doesn't make a home
because in a huge house, you sit alone
but when your heart sits in someone else's ribs
and they care for it as if it was theirs
you are finally home

and you'd kill to go home.

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Mon, 19 Nov 2007 04:24:34 GMT

also friend cleanup..
so if you can see this and only a couple of my other entries it means you were deleted.

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Tue, 13 Nov 2007 17:30:31 GMT

I would still love your support for Josh and I's music page.

Its HERE!!!!!!!!!!!

please add it thank you <3

also Josh starts tour today.

Nov 15 2007 8:00P
The Quarry @ St Cloud State University w/ Rookie of the Year St. Cloud, Minnesota
Nov 16 2007 6:00P
Station 4 w/ Rookie of the Year St. Paul, Minnesota
Nov 17 2007 7:00P
The Vault w/ Rookie of the Year Buffalo, Minnesota
Nov 18 2007 6:15P
The Warehouse w/ Rookie of the Year La Crossa, Wisconsin
Nov 19 2007 8:00P
Miramar Theatre w/ Rookie of the Year Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Nov 21 2007 5:45P
Riverside Ballroom w/ Rookie of the Year & Quiet Drive Green Bay, Wisconsin
Nov 23 2007 8:00P
JT Music w/ Rookie of the Year Midlothian, Illinois
Nov 24 2007 6:30P
The Greenroom w/ Rookie of the Year Kent, Ohio
Nov 25 2007 6:30P
Forward Hall w/Rookie of the Year Erie, Pennsylvania
Nov 27 2007 7:00P
Championship w/ Rookie of the Year Lemoyne, Pennsylvania
Nov 28 2007 7:00P
Café Metropolis w/ Rookie of the Year Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania
Nov 29 2007 6:00P
Diesel Club Lounge w/ Rookie of the Year Pittsburg, Pennsylvania
Nov 30 2007 8:00P
The Launching Pad w/ Rookie if the Year Muncie, Indiana
Dec 8 2007 8:00P
Hotel Vernon w/ Herra Terra and more!!!!! Worcester, Massachusetts

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Tue, 13 Nov 2007 06:49:54 GMT

I don't get why people get famous

while people like this are stuck playing at coffee shops.

i just randomly found this.

Her voice is amazing/

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Wed, 07 Nov 2007 02:49:14 GMT

sweeet face!!

OBV NOT DONE YET!

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Sat, 03 Nov 2007 16:53:22 GMT

I gotta get ready for work.

but don't worry.

Halloween pics WILL be up.

if you haven't already!

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Sun, 09 Sep 2007 09:45:23 GMT

If you haven't already
add my new myspace!!

http://www.myspace.com/imjennythompson

GREGORY AND THE HAWK

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Sat, 01 Sep 2007 01:51:12 GMT

Such beautiful music.
I don't feel like talking about whats been going on in my life.

just listen to this song if you ever get a chance.

SEASON POEM
gregory and the hawk
___________________________
One by one,
the days fall beside us
like yellow leaves
We have no conscience
Oh, what we're becoming

Month by month,
the rings on our tree trunks,
like old wise eyes,
grow wider and winter
lends them a dead disguise

Now time- like an ocean
knows tide - like a notion
to toss about the house
and lose inside the couch
And piles of our thoughts
run miles in the dark
just tryin to get home

Age by age,
we rhyme with our seasons'
rehearsed routines
Still turning
and returning

Now I'm wide as the ocean
Now I bleed roses
And you are just a mark
on the map of my past
But I am a road
I wind along alone
all day until the coast

SIDEKICK

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Mon, 20 Aug 2007 17:52:42 GMT

I tricked out my sidekick ID..oooh yah!

FRONT

BACK

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Wed, 23 May 2007 14:31:06 GMT

OK.
what you've all been waiting for.
haha.

this is our bedroom

View from the Hallway.

Hallway right outside our room

Leslie's Room..she hasn't moved in yet.

Room across the hall from her.

Living room.

Living room (view from the kitchen):

Kitchen.
(view from living room)

Josh measuring stuff haha.
(view from bathroom)

Bathroom (view from the kitchen)

No we don't like damn baseball or the redsox..we could give a shit less.. we just got that as a present from Josh's little brothers.

View from the shower.

Back hallway.

Back bedroom.

jennajellob@hotmail.com — Tue, 08 Aug 2006 15:09:39 GMT