tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post3770620026416941152..comments2008-06-21T11:17:16.615-05:00Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868852480996815442noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-75634108039269851472008-06-21T11:17:00.000-05:002008-06-21T11:17:00.000-05:00Love these posts! You're such a sweet sap - see a Playboy woman and think that's who I want to marry :)Aprilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12051174636017409935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-33805696669283317712008-06-16T13:50:00.000-05:002008-06-16T13:50:00.000-05:00Ok, I don't know that many guys who kept diaries or if they did, admitted that they kept one in the first place AND THEN publish it on their blog! Do you know any guys like that?wayabettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06993697296070707945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-16115968881983677902008-06-14T12:08:00.000-05:002008-06-14T12:08:00.000-05:00I love the diary stuff. Keep 'em comin'.<BR/>And what very impressive college grades. You obviously made all the right decisions in the end.Windyridgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18390232789014998792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-34446109931308853562008-06-14T08:41:00.000-05:002008-06-14T08:41:00.000-05:00Woo! Congrats on making the right decision.<BR/><BR/>As a bar band groupie, it's fun to read the thoughts of a guy I probably would've had a mad crush on. Even tho I didn't have a body out of Playboy.<BR/><BR/>ROCK ON!<BR/><BR/>JD at <A HREF="http://idothings.info" REL="nofollow">I Do Things</A>JD at I Do Thingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637216169419014156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-29372323099487898872008-06-14T05:58:00.000-05:002008-06-14T05:58:00.000-05:00Did young Jeffrey look at playboys? other wise how would he know that one girl looked like a playboy image?dooziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14971254752562678591noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-71177389400177363932008-06-13T23:05:00.000-05:002008-06-13T23:05:00.000-05:00I love it when you post your teenage journal.<BR/><BR/>You made the right decision.<BR/><BR/>I would die to read the words "She's the woman I want to marry." <BR/><BR/>I need to write in my journal.Student Teacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14308870031118858998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-2896002095690312302008-06-13T22:48:00.000-05:002008-06-13T22:48:00.000-05:00bill - What a strange and sudden death. Don't know what he died from yet, but I'm sure we'll be hearing all about it over the next few days.<BR/><BR/>anon - No... somehow I stupidly left that evidence at my parent's house and my dad double-crossed me and mailed it to her. That's ok though, I like it when someone owes me. Bwahahahahaha!<BR/><BR/>corrina - Ah, be careful about BWI, you might not like what you read in the morning!<BR/><BR/>karen meg - Like I said in an earlier "Dear Diary," I was destined to be a blogger from the beginning.Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868852480996815442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-27168194935806453392008-06-13T22:31:00.000-05:002008-06-13T22:31:00.000-05:00Is it just me, or is no one else really amazed that you actually kept a journal when you were that age???!!!<BR/>A sensitive man, young Jeff. <BR/>What a great flashback!Karen MEGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834425321020756655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-65996739769377964702008-06-13T21:13:00.000-05:002008-06-13T21:13:00.000-05:00Wow... You are brave to post the inside of your teenage head. LOL! I'd never be that brave. Perhaps someday I'll get really drunk and do it anyway. Then I'll link to you in the post so you can share the blame. HA HA!<BR/><BR/>I hope you keep it up because these are my fave posts. :-)Corrinahttp://www.myrandomblog.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-17442453519876734972008-06-13T20:01:00.000-05:002008-06-13T20:01:00.000-05:00Great picture on Jennine, was that from your scrapbook?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-2399317883110622882008-06-13T17:23:00.000-05:002008-06-13T17:23:00.000-05:00Readers cannot read your diary, so I would like to recommend two best sellers written by a great man. The first is "Big Russ and me" and the second is "Wisdom of our fathers". The author is Tim Russett, who died today at 58.Billnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-76492230172463676602008-06-13T13:23:00.000-05:002008-06-13T13:23:00.000-05:00gette - That's funny. I remember thinking Rush was pretty deep myself.<BR/><BR/>sornie - You sound like you speak from experience. I wouldn't know ;-)<BR/><BR/>anonymous - Listen up everyone... no reason to go there. Nothing to see. Move on.<BR/><BR/>groovy mom - And I'm sure young Jeffrey would want to know... what's your point?Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868852480996815442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-33285834775317970602008-06-13T13:12:00.000-05:002008-06-13T13:12:00.000-05:00"and a perfect figure - right out of Playboy. I could totally fall in love with her forever I think "<BR/><BR/>How very,...male of you. LOL! ;-)Groovy Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17832495079371007018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-82063950378926668062008-06-13T11:35:00.000-05:002008-06-13T11:35:00.000-05:00For more information on Jeff's post, please visit:<BR/><BR/>http://jenninejohnson.com/archives/464Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-64646352937528701402008-06-13T11:21:00.000-05:002008-06-13T11:21:00.000-05:00The biggest problem is that those filthy rich girls are always prudes in the bedroom. The universe worked well for you.Sorniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13057350597607764166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-21165954673441346612008-06-13T08:49:00.000-05:002008-06-13T08:49:00.000-05:00Sounds like I wanna read Teri's diary...<BR/><BR/>I can't stand to go back and read the stuff in my yearbooks, let alone digging out journals. The advanced writing portfolio is hidden somewhere far from the light of day.--although I did once pass of Rush lyrics as a poem...Gettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16353094400938089023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-18391110384642568242008-06-12T22:25:00.000-05:002008-06-12T22:25:00.000-05:00jessica - I was embarrassed by these stories too. That's exactly why I shared them. I'm all about making things uncomfortable for you all.<BR/><BR/>mrs r - No expense here. This place is free of charge!<BR/><BR/>rick - Rain or shine, you were always there for me bro.<BR/><BR/>teri - Ha! Chaps? That's too funny. Considering I'm 6'4 and 175 lbs soaking wet, I'm more of a chap stick.<BR/><BR/>bee - I'm willing to get a little dirty if necessary.<BR/><BR/>sam - Except in your blog of course ;-)<BR/><BR/>mom - Whew, I'm glad you remember it that way! Anyway, it all came out good in the end :-)<BR/><BR/>dad - You're right. My travels around the world are something I'll never forget. And one of these days I'll convert some video of those days to YouTube and share it here.<BR/><BR/>g - Crossroads are a funny thing. After you make a decision in life you can never go back and undo it. Fortunately, I didn't screw up after I made mine.<BR/><BR/>jennine - I have to believe you've heard your share of rip-roaring fun at your place. And smelled your share as well.Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868852480996815442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-17525613108047985342008-06-12T21:07:00.000-05:002008-06-12T21:07:00.000-05:00Rick- If you ever wanted to relive your youth, you would SO fit in with my boys.<BR/><BR/>Plent of heads to fart on here...<BR/><BR/>Great post, Jeff.Jenninehttp://www.jenninejohnson.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-85420954231615502602008-06-12T21:04:00.000-05:002008-06-12T21:04:00.000-05:00Boy do I love your parents, but I really LOVE these entries. You're an inspiration for going after what's in your heart and proof that it works out. Good for you. And damn this was another funny entry.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16075495407192340894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-67962548157685973522008-06-12T20:40:00.000-05:002008-06-12T20:40:00.000-05:00How many people can say that they traveled as far as you did at 19? That USO tour is something you will never forget. You should not ask me about school, because I was a drop-out from Head Start.Dadnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-11380155965565043482008-06-12T20:33:00.000-05:002008-06-12T20:33:00.000-05:00It's pretty vague after all this time, how I felt when you said you wanted to go on the road, but I seem to remember telling you it was O.K. since that was what you were going to collage for---to learn music so you could be a professional musician. And here they were-- offering you a professional job!!Momnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-65888647627579085622008-06-12T18:28:00.000-05:002008-06-12T18:28:00.000-05:00This is why I never write anything down!Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04412913007882354262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-17463646122385463992008-06-12T15:24:00.000-05:002008-06-12T15:24:00.000-05:00Now that I think about it, money <I>is</I> pretty filthy.<BR/><BR/>This post is priceless.Bee Reparteehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05763930337197143734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-48128553136309211192008-06-12T11:30:00.000-05:002008-06-12T11:30:00.000-05:00Don't forget the part where he found his HOT wife in a wet t-shirt! Such a cool story. :)<BR/><BR/>I'm glad you recovered from the angst and it made you the strong and completely secure man you are today. A man who is willing to share his diary with us, is okay in my diary... er... book!<BR/><BR/>(No really. I don't write about you in my diary. I promise. And you are never wearing chaps. And nothing else.)cathouse terihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02547258612468286876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-41132042356727805562008-06-12T10:51:00.000-05:002008-06-12T10:51:00.000-05:00I have to agree. On a rainy day there are very few activities that supply as much fun as farting on your little brothers head.ricknoreply@blogger.com