POST BURNING SITE

[jendawnb]

"Jorge, huh?  what's your real name?"
(it was Jorge.)

[jendawnb]

"magic, schmagic."

[jendawnb]

"my name is jen, and worms eat my garbage."

[jendawnb]

"is there a severed head under my pillow, or am i having a night terror?"

[jendawnb]

"liz lemon wishes."

[jendawnb]

"today, a VA patient volunteered to set me up with 'the neighbor boy,' who is 'strong & helpful, but just a little mentally handicapped.'  that's the vibe i'm putting out there."

[jendawnb]

"hi.  i've seen you & your puppet around the neighborhood the past couple years but never said 'hi.'"

[jendawnb]

"whadya mean, 'why'?!  your puppet freaked me out!"

[jendawnb]

"listen, you both seem very nice.  but one time i was trying to study at the cafe, and you were brushing Hobo's hair at the table next to mine for, like, an hour.  i'm not proud of it, but it freaked me out.  but now i see you are both very nice."

[fonpr]

Keep going, Jen.

[jendawnb]

"i don't care how cute your dog is: you are not supposed to be within 50 feet of me."

[jendawnb]

[to Todd Barry, after asking where he's staying while in town, b/c i've always wondered where people who play at ___ club stay]:  "oh yeah, that's a super nice hotel."

[jendawnb]

"i mean ....i've never seen the inside of the hotel rooms.  i've only ever been in the lobby.  and the bar.  but i assume the rooms are nice."

[jendawnb]

[still talking to Todd Barry.  can't possibly shut my face up.]  "err ... i've had a couple beers.  i was nervous to talk to you & accidentally got tipsy."  [ran away, realizing it sounded like i was throwing myself at him.]

[jendawnb]

"sir, i am not going to fight you."