I'm Jen. With one n, and never, under any circumstance, two n's.
I'm Devan's publicist. Best friend. Right hand man. Only I'm not a dude. I don't even know what right hand man means.
We're an interesting team.
Kinda like Betty & Veronica.
Peanut Butter and Jelly.
Pinky and the Brain - only neither of us are dumb enough to be Pinky, or have a big enough head to be the brain.
I was on a reality tv show. I live in an attic. I've pee'd in a purse. None for the sake of the reality tv show.
I've been called batshitcrazy. More then once. More then twice.
Sometime's I wonder if people are laughing with me, or at me.
But I'm hilarious, so they're most likely laughing with me.
I like kittens and the color pink.
That's a lie.
I like sweatpants, hot dogs, pilsner & palm bay, and boys that spend more time in front of the mirror then I do. Which is a lot.
You're either going to love me or hate me.
But I'm going guess that you'll love me.
If only, because I'm batshitcrazy.