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  <title>Jen Delonge</title>
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    <email>jen__delonge@hotmail.com</email>
    <name>Jen Delonge</name>
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  <updated>2003-06-23T08:41:14Z</updated>
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    <title>jendelonge @ 2003-06-23T04:25:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-23T08:32:12Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-23T08:41:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Foo Fighters - Breakout</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, I am sure you guys want to know why I was gone for so long. Well the truth is that I had way too much to drink and had a hang over for like three weeks. Actually thats a lie. My husband and I have just been too busy having sex. Well, we're either busy having sex, or he's busy having sex with Mark. I mean, recording their new album. I swear if they don't finish it soon, I will have to just move to Mexico. They have been working on this for almost a half a year, and it still won't be done for about another month or so. Mark says six weeks. We'll see if that is true or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and his boyfriend got matching names.. isn't that cute? Mark&lt;b&gt;ass&lt;/b&gt; and Thom&lt;b&gt;ass&lt;/b&gt;. Now all Skye and myself need to do is get matching screen names. Hm.. maybe SexyAssRockStarMom1 and SexyAssRockStarMom2. I will be number one of course because my husband is the gayest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the funniest thing online the other day. Its a Yahoo Group devoted to me. I know what you're thinking.. oh, how nice. Wrong. Its an Anti-Jen Delonge group. These pathetic little girls search for pictures of me, and then deface them. They call me a slut and a whore. Its funny because they want to marry Tom and want to kill me.. but yet, they don't know me, and I am still married to Tom, and whether they like it or not.. I am the mother of his child. Its funny how much extra time they have on their hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughters birthday is coming up. What the hell do you buy a one year old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" width="80%"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellspacing="1" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#ffffff"&gt;jendelonge&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Magic Number&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;7&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Job&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Most Hated Person - Ever&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Personality&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;A Worrier, I Worry That I Worry Too Much&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Temperament&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Nervous&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Sexual&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Just Say No&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Likely To Win&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;A Free Coke&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Me - In A Word&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Evil&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Colour&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff00ff" valign="top"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#999999"&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.castlemooch.net/memejack/homepage.asp"&gt;Brought to you by MemeJack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.castlemooch.net/memejack/ljname.asp" method="POST"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="txtName" size="40" maxlength="50"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;input type="submit" name="cmdSubmit" value="What Does My LJ Name Mean?"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually did win a free coke the other day. It was actually a Pepsi.. but they are both the same thing.</content>
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    <title>jendelonge @ 2003-06-03T21:52:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-04T02:13:58Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-04T02:13:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The New Found Glory DVD</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Skye and I went to the mall last week. We, of course, were both drunk off our asses, so I'm not really sure how we got there or how we got home. The only thing I remember is that we were there, and Skye tried to pick up some high school boys. She said something about how she liked to "Get them young so they can be trained".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we took Jack and Ava to the park. We let them play in the sandbox while Skye and I drank our lunch. We got &lt;strike&gt;drunk off our asses&lt;/strike&gt; a little tipsy. We then decided that we wanted to have a stroller race. So we raced the strollers down the path. We crashed into each other, what must have been atleast ten times. I know what you're thinking.. but the kids were not in the strollers at the time &lt;strike&gt;atleast I don't think they were&lt;/strike&gt;. They seemed to have fun playing in the sand with each other. They fed each other sand and then proceeded to throw it on each other. Washing sand off of your baby is not an easy task. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom is not infatuated with the New Found Glory DVD. He's watched it over and over, and has made me sit through it atleast five times. Its getting up to the point where it might beat out the number of times that he has watched "Signs". I don't know if thats possible because he has watched that damn movie atleast three hundred times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby is calling me, and by that I mean Tom wants me.</content>
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    <title>jendelonge @ 2003-05-25T03:53:00</title>
    <published>2003-05-25T07:03:43Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-25T08:13:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blink 182 - Adams Song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey, I'm Jen Delonge. Wife of the hottest guitarist around, Tom Delonge. I am the mother to his child &lt;strike&gt;we haven't gotten the DNA results back though&lt;/strike&gt;. Her name is Ava, and she is the most beautiful baby I have ever seen. She is going to be one in July.. Thats a scary thought. But whatever. Yes, my husband is the hottest man in the world. Then second would have to be Mark Hoppus, his bandmate. Since they are both extremely hot, they feel the need to fondle each other from time to time. But yes, they are both in a band, Blink 182.. Maybe you've heard of it? Travis is also in their band, but Travis also has about 247832 other side projects. I don't know how that man manages his time.. but damn! Oh, and Tom has another side project, Box Car Racer. I think it was just a fling though..  he could never leave &lt;strike&gt;his boyfriend&lt;/strike&gt; Blink 182. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, I am Jen. Nice to meet you all.. but if you will excuse me I have to go get &lt;strike&gt;drunk&lt;/strike&gt; a drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am new. The journal was passed on to me. So, you better like me or I will have my cyber husband, Tom beat you up.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>jendelonge @ 2003-05-17T18:18:00</title>
    <published>2003-05-17T22:19:39Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-17T22:19:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey everyone. jen delonge here. (tom's wife) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy day today. i'm so tired. i took Ava to the beach with skye. we had fun doing all that beachy stuff..lol. you know building sandcastles and stuff like that. now i'm getting ready for some hot sex damnit. i'm going to go put my baby down for a nap and molest my husband.&lt;br /&gt;jen.</content>
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