Jillian and the Mystical Sweets

I was eating some of those heart-shaped candies you get for Valentine’s Day, they’re harder than Adamantium but I like them. Anyway, I didn’t notice how interesting some of the messages on the hearts were until I was almost done with the bag.

At first, I wrote them off as stupid. But then I got to thinking, what if someone is trying to tell me something? What if some cosmic force was trying to communicate and the only way it could was through sweets? And how many of these confectionery “messages” did I miss by absentmindedly shoving them in my mouth? I got scared. What if, in some parallel universe, someone or thing was depending on the likes of me to somehow save the world?

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Jillian and the Garrulous Exposition

I’ll concede the title is a bit much.

Let’s move on…

A Valentine’s Day scribbling:

We’re young.

We spend our money on Wrestling Pay-Per-Views and DVD’s. We go to movies and text friends about them. We MySpace. We lie in bed all day putting off laundry and paying bills. We don’t open mail. We quit jobs because they suck while having nothing else lined up. We watch cartoons and complain about dialogue. We talk about our childhood like it’s so far behind us. We feel old sometimes, like we know it all.

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