24
Nov
Author: Jessa Larsen // Category:
Uncategorized
I was just joking around about flu vaccines and their purpose in life and someone brought up a good point. Why does anyone strive to live and procreate? What’s the end point? Was God made up by someone so that people wouldn’t go around killing others and/or themselves? Was the whole concept of heaven/hell and an afterlife made up just to scare people into “wanting” to be a good person? If there IS an afterlife, what’s my reasoning for trying to get to heaven vs a supposed hell? What’s the point of endless torture just cuz you had sex with multiple people if that’s what you happenned to have done? Is endless eternal torment really an equal/fair price to pay? Then there’s the question of all the various points of view on the afterlife, the “heaven” vs “hell”, the “rules” of which make you deserving of “heaven.” If there’s no afterlife/heavenorhell, what’s the point? What’s the point of accomplishing or not accomplishing? What am I here to do? Why am I here? What about animals by the way? Who decided that humans are the only creatures with a soul and thus the only creatures able to get a heaven or a hell? Dogs & cats and various other animals have personalities to a degree. So who says that if heaven&hell exist for humans that it does or doesn’t for them? Anywho…those are my pointless random thoughts for the day. Enjoy eh?
21
Nov
Author: Jessa Larsen // Category:
Uncategorized
19
Nov
Author: Jessa Larsen // Category:
Short Stories
There are strange noises outside. I look out my window to investigate. There’s a lady across the street with a leaf blower. What on earth is she doing in the middle of the night with a leaf blower? She’s dressed in a nice cardigan sweater and a nice looking skirt, but she’s missing her shoes. It’s freezing cold outside. Why on earth would she be out there without any shoes? She starts doing a crazy dance. I shall call it “The Dance of the Leaf Lady.” She’s half dancing, half running, back and forth across the porch with her leaf blower. Stirring up dust and leaves and whatever else is in the hedges while dancing back and forth.
The leaf lady dance on the porch has ended and the lady ventures out into the yard. She’s still welding the leaf blower, but we’ve progressed from “The Dance of the Leaf Lady” to frantic, almost crazed, dashing back and forth and circling. Matters are made worse by that mischievous leaf blower continuously unplugging himself from the outlet. Leaf Lady looks so perplexed each time it happens and precariously steps back onto the porch and attempts to stay standing upright while plugging the leaf blower back in. This causes her to wrap the cord around the tree several times and causes her some confusion when the cord has mysteriously shortened and she must battle the tree to get it back. After fighting with the tree and having a short boxing match with the now tangled and knotted cord, the Leaf Lady tackles the hard task of the night. She must clear the lawn, driveway, and parking lot of ALL evil leaves. There cannot be a single leaf left roaming free. Unfortunately for her, she’s has been tricked, there are NO leaves on her lawn, driveway, or even in the parking lot. She will not be swayed from her mission. She will conquer the leaves. She begins a thorough sweep of the lawn and driveway. She’s diligent in her task and even does a sweep under her car as well as the car in the neighboring driveway.
The Leaf Lady is a determined one. She has cleared the immediate area of all leaves. Now she must undertake the task of patrolling the parking lot. She must keep all ne’er-do-wells at bay. She circles to the right. She circles to the left. She checks the cars. She checks her driveway and lawn again. I think we might be safe. I think I might sleep safely thru the night now. But wait, my knight in shining armor has put down her sword and retreated back to her castle. I wait, time temporarily suspended. I breathe a deep sigh of relief when the Leaf Lady reappears. She has a bouquet of flowers in her hand. Not only has she kept me safe throughout the night, she has brought me a token of her love. She lays the bouquet on my doorstep and quietly retreats. I am safe. I am loved. I can sleep tonight.
18
Nov
Author: Jessa Larsen // Category:
Poems
I’ve always read in a million books
That paintbrushes are used to cover
To cover the person I really am
To be my outer shell
I’ve got a secret I need you to know
A secret all about paintbrushes
Please don’t be angry
‘Cause I’m already scared
I’ve lost my only paintbrush
I lost it yesterday while practicing
Being who I really am
I know I could use a mask instead
But I don’t have any at home
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
I need to go to school
I need to be around all these people
I’m scared and I’m confused
So while I’m at home
Worrying and fretting
While you’re away and safe
Will you please go down to the store
And buy me a brand new paintbrush
18
Nov
Author: Jessa Larsen // Category:
Poems
I like to sign my letters and notes
Love, Me
Do any of you know what that means?
I like to sign my letters that way
But only I know what it means
I want to be loved
I want to be needed
I want someone to want me
I sign my letter in exactly that way
But sometimes it’s meant as a question
Love Me?
Do you love me?
I love you
I wish you loved me back
I love you
But do you love me too?
I need someone to love me back
Love Me
I beg of you
Won’t anybody ever love me?
I feel as though I love a lot
But nobody loves me back
Now you know why I sign my notes
It’s a question, a call for help
I plead, I be, I ask of you
Won’t you just
Love Me?
18
Nov
Author: Jessa Larsen // Category:
Poems
I think I’m having an emotional overload
I’m going to have a heart attack
Maybe after that I’ll explode
I don’t know what order it will be
Except for exploding comes last
My parents don’t know what I go through
They take my money and try to run my life
They don’t believe anything I say
They think I hate everything
And that I’m trying to rebel
People at school don’t want to be my friend
They think they are too cool
Peers say they are my friend
But on Friday night I am alone
No friends, no clubs, no dates
I think I’m having a major overload
I am going to have a stroke
I’m going to cry and then I’ll explode
I don’t know what order it happens in
Except that exploding comes last
18
Nov
Author: Jessa Larsen // Category:
Poems
I was taught acceptance.
I was taught not to judge.
I was taught to turn the other cheek.
I was taught better than this.
Were you?
I thought you were.
I was taught good morals.
I was taught to love on another.
I was taught the golden rule.
I was taught better than this.
Were you?
I thought you were.
You taught me right from wrong.
You taught me what to believe in.
You taught me to love myself for me.
I was taught better than this.
Were you?
I thought you were.
18
Nov
Author: Jessa Larsen // Category:
Reviews

Hit theaters 11/13/2009
Director: Roland Emmerich
Famous Faces: John Cusack, Amanda Peet, Woody Harrelson, Danny Glover
Plot Summary: Turns out the Mayan prediction was correct and the world is facing apocalyptic disaster on 12/21/12. The magnetic poles have shifted and the core has gone WAY up in temperature causing the earth’s crust to destabilize. The human race will say it’s final farewells and face the oncoming destruction.
My Personal Opinion: The storyline/dialogue starts out slow and uninteresting and doesn’t much improve although it does pick up enough to be tolerable. I give the art director and special effects crew kudos. They did excellent work to provide edge of your seat suspenseful action scenes. There were some good moments here and there to cause you to stop and think and even gave you a few tear jerker moments. Really makes you think about how it would end and what you would want your last words to be. As long as you don’t go in with terribly high expectations, it’s a fun action film.
Final Grade: B+
Theater/Rent/Own: Definitely theater only. The action scenes call for that big surround sound theater experience. Not something I’d rent or purchase to watch again at home.
18
Nov
Author: Jessa Larsen // Category:
Uncategorized
I’m a 24 year old girl. I’ve got a husband and 2 wonderful sons. I grew up in Utah and was raised Mormon although I left the church as soon as I turned 18 and moved out on my own. I’m a very eclectically unique individual and tend to be the type of person that you either love or hate. There is no in between and I’m perfectly okay with that. I’m in school as an English major with a focus on creative writing and a minor in linguistics. I’m a nerd in the sense that I love anime, video games, and online role playing. I love a very wide variety of movies and music and fashion. I’m a bit of a bookworm with a particular interest in mythology and folklore. I love creatures of myth, but I’m a stickler for knowing the facts behind their origins and I’m very picky with my preferences of interpretation. I have a unique view on sex, sexuality, politics, and various other sociological outlooks. I’m an open book and find no point in hiding who I am and/or pretending to be something I’m not. This causes me to have a blunt and open type of personality that lends towards my philosophy of people either loving me or hating me with no in between. I’m just me and I won’t apologize for it.
16
Nov
Author: Jessa Larsen // Category:
Uncategorized
Thanks for coming to my new site, please bear with me as I fumble about and get things going. I’m going to be posting poems, doodles, reviews, short stories, and erotica. My goal is to eventually become an actual published author with the 2 books I’m slowly working on. I hope you like what I post and keep coming back for more.