Typical Friday for a one Miss Jenn Dodd...

...as she snuck up on the sleeping MTA attendant, to rip him from his peaceful slumber, she paused and thought of the dreams he may be having; a dream of his true love? His childrens future? Or quite possibly his own? Perhaps he was dreaming of a song which he would later write. This song would be the most poignant and eye opening song ever penned. It would speak to his generation about tolerance in a way that would bring the whole world together in a beautiful, universal hug and demolish hate for all eternity..."Fuck it."
photo by Mike Reardon

Intro-dodd-tions...

I would like to start by personally introducing myself. I'm half of this blog; the "red" half. I am Jenn Dodd. This is me:

I like crunchy food. I am not as perky as I look. I do not like steak or people who act like they are entitled to things because they are rich or good looking or a man. Steve Martin is my idol. I like beer, but never drink it because I am afraid of being fat. I used to be very fat, and now I'm not. I was briefly anorexic, but now I'm not. I do not blame this on society or the media. I blame this on myself because I ate a ton of food.

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