Jen Mullen

Nashua High School

James Madison University, Attended 1998 - 2002, Class of 2002, Bachelor's Degree, SCOM/PR

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soccer, sad books, The New Yorker, red wine, art shows, writing articles about art shows for my paper and wanting to vomit when they are published, buying lots of art supplies and looking at them, thinking of ways to drastically and effectively improve my life when i can't sleep at night, forgetting the aforementioned improvements when i wake up, cynicism, coming up with things to do that don't involve the sauce and actually enjoying them, the sauce.

Douglas Copeland, Filth, Vonnegut, Chuck Palahnuik, Brave New World, Crying of lot 49, Unbearable Lightness of Being, Look at Me, Glamorama, Choke, Chump Change, Cheevey, Crime and Punishment, Demon Box

Goonies, The Game, Fight Club, Serial Mom, Barfly, I heart Huckabees, Garden State, eternal spotless, Zoolander, Donnie Darko, Run Lola Run, Requiem for a Dream, Adam Sandler flicks, Austin Powers, the Indiana Jones Triology, Wet Hot American Summer

SMOG, elliot smith, liars, q and not u, kings of leon, rapture, voxtrot, jonathon fireeater, walkmen, sufjan stevens, shins, les savy fav, spoon, modest mouse, d-plan, yeah^3's, interpol, ted leo, mars volta, BONNIE PRINCE BILLY. my three favs growing up: beatles, nirvana, at the drive in.

arrested development is fantastico, curb your enthusiasm gut-bursting, the buffster timeless.

Cancer

i like my current living situation. i love to read and i love playing soccer. i especially love the new yorker. it is just so flipping interesting and informative. i lose things all the time, so really, don't let me borrow anything, ever. even if i beg. just keep repeating a firm, resolute no. hmm i like to ride my bike in the city, that's pretty fun. cars aren't too big of a problem, it's those crazy pedestrians you gotta watch out for! they don't seem to regard me as a threat, but whoa am i ever. sometimes only one of my brakes is working, that's good time. no stopping on a dime here. actually, i think that might be a metaphor for my life. only one brake is working.