(have you ever google imaged "smallpox"? i always want it to be funny but it's not, it's dead fucking serious)
i have spent the week trying to celebrate cereal: in the office, in the music, in the pants, other. she's turning 26 but i met her when she was 11. she used to look like this:
(hair in bun)
(jnco's aflutter)
Jessie was sort of too cool for us to be friends in middle school, but other than her bun this is the first thing that i knew about her: she had a cat named Freddy, and when the internet was first invented they gave it to us at Eastern Middle School, in the form of First Class Accounts which one day would become email, and you had the ability to profile yourself within First Class, and Jessie wrote that her life goal was to walk through a jail with her cat Freddy. I thought that was the coolest thing that had ever been written, it's still pretty amazing even now, but what I like best about that profile is that now Jessie really does walk through jails, but she also gets paid for it.
Jessie has always been a visionary.
Girlfriend, it's been real, it's been fun, go get at 26
