Yesterday played out in an odd way, the morning lovely, a great session with Jill, a ride out to see Deezy at work and an adventure to a potential new abode for him… Until I returned to his office to find my bike stolen. Gone with the wind, as one might say, and yesterday was a windy day.
So windy, I had to wear my sunglasses to keep the wind from making my eyes cry.
Having something stolen from you is a terrible feeling. Coming down to the street, looking at the post where my bike used to be, looking around in an attempt to find whoever may be riding it, and knowing the bike is gone along with the chain locking it to the post. I went to the police department to report it missing, waited ever so briefly behind a woman who was reporting something about her crazy boyfriend and how Barack Obama was failing to help her~had some sort of plan with her boyfriend to fuck up her life, when an officer came out and said he’d take the report but couldn’t do it at this station. So we drove around the corner (kinda awesome riding in the front of the cop car as opposed to the back) to the smaller station, reported the bike missing, and went on my way. No bike.
I never realized how much a bike can make you feel free.
An ex-boyfriend had bought a bike for me once. I told him how, in my first terrible round with cocaine, all I’d wanted to do when I lived in San Diego was ride a bike like the rest of the young beach goers. But my cocaine usage was such that I could never wake up when the bike store was open, and if by some miracle I did crawl off the couch before 7pm, I needed more blow before I could leave the apartment. The entire time I lived at the beach in my 21st year, my eyes were only open at night, and they were less open and more bugged and drugged out. When that boyfriend bought me a bike, a beautiful pink beach cruiser complete with flames on the side and a briiiiiing briiiiing bell for passing, streamers coming from the handle bars, and a basket for groceries or my purse, I rode that thing like it was going out of style. Rode it down the beach. Up the beach. Through the neighborhood and to the store. I rode it further than anybody in that town. The seat was glued to my own. When I broke up with that boyfriend…. I left the bike in the bike room, pissed off about the state of our relationship.
I’ve always been one to drink poison with hopes it kills someone else.
This new bike actually belonged to Deezy, and when I gave up my car, he leant me the bike, knowing how I’d use it more than he could (he’s a 9-5er). It took a while to get back in the groove, but once that groove took over, my boots were no longer made for walking, or driving. They were pedal bound. My love affair with bicycles continued.
It was a shame yesterday to have it stolen, not only because it sucks to be robbed, but because it wasn’t really my bike. It feels even worse to have something stolen that isn’t yours. I felt like I’d developed an even closer bond to Deezy’s bike than my pink cruiser. This bike served a purpose. It actually became my favorite mode of transportation. I loved that bike. And all that it implied.
Absolute freedom.
On the bus home, I kept seeing places where my bike and I had hung out. Cracks on the sidewalk that used to scare me, but the bike and it’s shocks handled nicely. Hills I would hate at the bottom, and laugh at from the top, my legs burning and breath short. Stretches of street where the bike lane disappears and cars would whizz past, within inches of my handle bars.
I saw people everywhere on bikes. More people riding bikes yesterday than I ever saw while I was out and about. Experienced serious pangs of bike envy, always keeping my eyes open for the black and purple beauty that I called my own.
I tweeted obsessively, looking to friends for support in 140 characters or less, and it really helped. More than I imagined it could. I ate lozenges and chewed on straws, pissed off because my bike was a great excuse not to smoke. Up and down, angry then sad. A whole range of emotions, in less than 24 hours.
The night ended on a good note, dinner with Deezy and Mr. Man, a silly romantic comedy on TV, cuddled into the covers and Man arms before midnight.
I suppose terrible no good very bad things can be blessings in disguise. Now, the morning after the death of a relationship with a two wheeled friend, I get to go searching for my dream bike. One that is not a gift. One that I intentionally seek out because I want and need it. One that makes my little heart go pitter pat with each gear shift and a horn that scream AHHHUUUUUUUGGGAAAAA instead of a wussy little briing briiiing.
There is only room in my life for one bike at a time, and now that bike is gone, there is room for a new one. One that is my own. Let the search begin…
Kevin
April 28, 2010
Saw the day unravel on twitter yesterday. Sorry to hear about it. Hope today goes better for you.
firstverb
April 28, 2010
Miss Jennifer,
Sad post of lost and woe. You are an overcomer, even though the world is out to get you to try and change you course to give you reasons not to continue down your chosen path. You the rampaging woman of vengeance tearing through Santa Monica, with death in your eyes, ready to rain down destruction on whom ever might be in possession of your chosen conveyance. You overcame, you continue down that rocky path towards your goal. I hope you do find the ultimate bike one that you can call your very own. I am sorry for your friends’ loss, maybe he can ride on your handlebars.
Have a glorious day.
Amy
April 28, 2010
I love this. I am sad someone stole your bike, but I also understand the adventure in buying a new one. I hope it is everything you’re dreaming of and more!
Andre
April 28, 2010
Sorry to hear about the bike. On a positive note though, the missing bike flier is hilarious.
Steve in T.O.
April 28, 2010
I’ve had two bikes stolen. You feel violated don’t you? Get yourself a mofo of a lock next time.
Here in Toronto we had a famous bike thief named Igor who when finally busted had over 2000 bikes stashed in garages around the city. He was a hoarder/thief it seems.
But I digress…After my second bike was stolen I deliberately found a cheap, plain black one with the rational that it’s too ugly to steal. It runs great but looks like a piece of crap. I’ve had it two years now. 🙂
Jacob C
April 28, 2010
Hope you can find a decent bike lock this time. Btw, nice picture, nice story on it too.
Roy Martin
April 28, 2010
AHHH! Bummer! It’s too bad nowadaz that you need the best lock money can buy to protect your property(In this case Deezeys), You are now officially my favorite author! I love reading what ever you write. You have a gift of descriptiveness and tie ins that make all you writing very lively! In the quest for your dream bike; try a Diamondback. My D-back endured two paper routes, endless BMXing and rides from Oceanside to Carlsbad on a daily basis. Their expensive but make of the best metal and parts, so there worth it. TTYL, Roy boy
cathi
April 28, 2010
Awww, so sorry about the bike theft! I totally know how you feel – so free – cruising around town. I do errands and such on my bike almost every day and I’m always afraid it’s going to be stolen (one was stolen from me on day one in a new town 20 years ago). I enjoyed reading your post and I wish you luck with your swell new bike!
Elysia Cordero
April 28, 2010
Well I’m glad you are getting a new bike. Perhaps the person who took it really needed it and you helped that person out by leaving it there. Thus, sending you good karma. I hope you get the most awesomest bike ever. I need to get a bike now. You inspired me to get a bike…more good karma for you! lol
CanadaPat
April 28, 2010
I empathize fully.
JDW
April 28, 2010
Your “Missing” poster says everything that is awesome about you.
It says: “I’m rightly pissed but elevated enough to let it go. To honour my feelings I have produced a cute but unmistakable ‘go fuck yourself’ to dick that took my ride, featured here.”
Creative and healthy – nice.
summer
April 28, 2010
well now, if that isn’t lemonade, I don’t know what is. ❤
L.C.
April 28, 2010
Hey Kid only you could list getting your bike stolen under “good days” by not forgetting all the things one has to feel grateful for. Good Luck Kid, LC
Michael
April 28, 2010
sucks to hear about your bike getting stolen. Have fun finding the new one. Getting new things rocks! BTW, I love the flyer. I cracked up when I read what it said.
Michael
Lance
April 28, 2010
Jennie that so totally sucks. i know what you mean though I stopped in a store once for a few minutes and when I came out my bike was gone. It was my brothers bike with custom parts bought from several stores. A frame here and special cranks from there topped with color matching rims and forks.
The kid that stole it did not strip the bike and mix the parts, he left it together the way it was before he (found ) it. It made it very easy to find since it was not possible to buy the bike the way it was put together so we had a pretty easy way to prove it was my brothers to the police.
Jennie my hope is that you find a new bike that is truly you and ride the wheels off of it. Keep on biking girl.
blewslurpeas
April 28, 2010
Jennie, I love your blog so much! Your outlook on life never fails to remind me what it means to truly embrace living no matter how wonderful or painful it may be!
Invisible Mikey
April 28, 2010
Yes, I just don’t get it about theft. One of my credit card #s just got stolen (dunno how) and I remembered what had happened with you and the bank. Fortunately I monitor purchases and notified them immediately and the bandit only got about $20 in stuff and I prevented them from getting 4 GRAND worth of computers!
Look how healthy your attitude is now. You told the police, and just moved right on to get a new one. If Deezy has renter’s insurance it should cover the stolen bike, at least at depreciated value. I’m glad I live where most people don’t even lock their front door. I don’t miss that about LA at all.
The poster was inspirational.
Pierre
April 28, 2010
Love the sign!
It always sucks when some moron steals something you love, knowing that they probably trashed it somehow. I remember when I was a kid, someone stole my metal toboggan, of which I was the only kid in town to have a metal one. I remember the cops bringing it to my house, I wish they did not, as it was utterly destroyed. Someone had taken an axe to it! My dad bought me a wooden one, but it was not the same. I still remember it sitting in the yard, in the snow, like a macabre piece of art.
Phiber
April 28, 2010
I am sorry about your bike Penny but I would rather hear about your porn adventures. You are amazingly hot, and discussing sex would be far more interesting than your bicycle theft.
Pete Schult
April 28, 2010
I totally get the relationship with a bike thing. I don’t ride mine now ’cause I work 33 miles from home and when I’m not at work, I’m doing scholwork. But I used to ride it everywhere (never had a car til I was 28), including taking long rides out in the countryside or riding it through slushy streets in the middle of winter. I would like to get my life into a situation where I’m in biking distance of work again so I can ride every day.
anonymous
April 28, 2010
im sorry to hear about your bike. good luck with your new one!
mae
April 28, 2010
Awww Jennie I’m so sorry 😦 That sucks so much. Any time someone gets robbed or something stolen from them, it’s not only the stuff that’s gone but it’s a feeling of violation too. Hang in there!
jhoop
April 28, 2010
Well that just sucks! I can just imagine your face when you “don’t see” your bike where you left it. Having someone steal from you is an awful feeling. Now it’s on, now you get to go out and find YOUR perfect bike of your very own and ride it until the tires falls off. LOVE YOUR BLOG.
albot
April 28, 2010
Sorry about your friends bike being stolen Jen. That happened to me a few years ago when I was living in an apartment complex tower. They were doing renovation and I had the choice of locking with a cable lock instead of my trusty U-lock or letting my bike get covered with grime from the renovation. The bike was a beautiful Trek hybrid that was so comfy to ride. Anyway, I locked it with a cable lock and in two days it was stolen by someone who had access to the complex (doors were locked).
Anway, it’s not good to hate the person who stole it, it just ends up causing you the pain. Read some books on forgiveness if you don’t believe me. Maybe they really needed the bike.
On to the next adventure. Why not paint a new picture or do a sketch?
TheKid420
April 28, 2010
Holy Cow nice post. A few things…
Your stories about doing rails are the best. We used to kill and eight ball every weekend back in my youth also on Fridays and Saturdays. I miss those days but I just can’t party like that anymore, the drip was always fantastic.
That flyer you put up is hilarious. You have that little spark in your personality that only a few rare people have. The lightning bolt flag is a fantastic detail.
All in all, this gives your dude a great chance to step up and get you a new ride, you could even look at those low riders ones that would be cool.
I miss doing wheelies. There was always that kid who could do wheelies for blocks and I was never that good but I still miss them.
Today’s music choice, Hold Steady. I like to listen to them when I’m highen, if you have the means check them out.
josue
April 28, 2010
my bike has been on the roof of my house for years over all kind of weather conditions and never cared. now is oxided and unusable more careless couldn’t be.
Arthur J. Sentelle
April 29, 2010
God Jennie, your writing is so damn good. You can make a small event like a stolen bike into a epohal event and I do say that with high praise. I do wonder if you borrow from that most famous of movies… The Bicycle Thief. I read you every day and you just get better every day.
Thank you,
Vlsd
davy
April 29, 2010
Didn’t Cher have a hit with “Trespassers, vandals and thieves?”
Who gets to replace Deezy’s bike?
freckledk
April 29, 2010
I’m so happy you kept your quit; no rotten thief should get to steal that from you. How nice that you have such a fantastic support system; it really does show you how very much you are loved, and that’s never a bad thing.
I feel as if you and I are sharing some commonalities of late. Just yesterday, I was zealously surfing the internet for a bicycle, having decided that it would be a nice reward for having quit smoking…and that it would help to shed some of the poundage that I’ve amassed, post-quit. Can’t wait to see what bicycle you choose for yourself!
Patsy
April 29, 2010
Ugh. That truly sucks. But you know what?
You didn’t smoke!
Steve Buechler
April 29, 2010
>cyberhug<
Sue
April 29, 2010
JENNIE
This is such a heartwarming and tear jerking read. I have been meaning to write you for a while, but now feel I can and you will know that I am thinking about you.
You are an inspiration to me. I am gonna read your blog more often and hope it will help me with my issues/addictions
Lyn
April 29, 2010
Jennie, I’m new to reading this blog, but so far I find it incredibly poignant, and I really look forward to reading your book.
As for the bike flyer, that’s possibly the most awesome form of retribution I’ve seen in awhile. I would definitely have done the same thing, yet I would have put a flurry of cuss words in it. Getting things stolen from you really makes your stomach pang with sadness, and I hate that someone who’s been through so much and relied of the little things in life had one of those things taken away from them by some punk with nothing better to do. If I knew you, I’d buy you a new bike. One that was much more awesome. Unfortunately, I’m just some person on the internet. However, I’m sure you’ll find something to replace the little bit of happiness that bike provided. Something happy. 🙂 Have a nice day, Jennie.
emily
April 29, 2010
dear jennie- the first week i moved to LA my bike was stolen. i never knew that a material object could mean so much to me. it was actually my dad’s bike that he had ridden forever and i had begged him to let me use. i guess i’m writing to say that i know exactly how you feel and that i still look (though less obsessively) on craigslist for someone trying to sell that bike, and i looked for it all the time on the street…like it was some guy i broke up with. what you said about feeling free is exactly right. when i talked to the police about it they said whoever stole it was probably riding it, and i never understood how someone who liked riding a bike could ever steal someone elses. like taking someone’s dog or someone’s baby.
anyway, thanks for writing your blog. it helps my situations.
Stephen
April 29, 2010
I think you need to curl up on the couch with some pop corn, a note book, a pen and watch Pee Wee’s Big Adventure. Maybe it will offer some clues as to how you can find your bike.
Karen
April 29, 2010
Hooray to you Jennie for turning a bad situation into something positive. I hope you enjoy your new dream bike!
Steve
April 29, 2010
That is quite possibly the best flier in the history of fliers.
Jennifer (Conversion Diary)
April 29, 2010
Awesome flyer, though it sucks that your bike was stolen. It’s always a creepy feeling to think of someone stealing your property, even if it’s replaceable.
Best of luck finding an “AHHHUUUUUUUGGGAAAAA” bike!
MWP
April 29, 2010
I know you will find another bike….In fact the next bike you find might even be better than the one that was stolen…
Good Luck
Will
April 29, 2010
I just know you’ll find your bike, Pee-Wee…err…Jennie.
william stephenson
April 29, 2010
As you grow in your recovery. You will be tested many times, and it sounds like you did well. Just saw sober house, and wanted to say. I am behind you all the way. It takes a lot of courage to air that out for the world to see.If you ever need a clean and sober friend , e-mail and we will talk, or facebook. Your in my prayers.
william stephenson
April 29, 2010
also i do have 15yrs of being clean and sober.
Vixen
April 29, 2010
Wow, you’re a great writer. I’ve had my bikes stolen before (even got one back when a kid had the nerve to ride up MY street on MY bike – it was completely trashed and stolen again a few months later).
I totally relate to feeling free. I hear you can get it from motorcycle too, but nothing like YOU being the “motor” and pedalling your own freedom.
Some months ago, a huge angry African guy (I’m Black too but he was inherently angry like Okonkwo in Things Fall Apart) literally RAN into me. He was a pedestrian, and he bent my bike up and knocked me over – he was that big! He actually had the nerve to be angry with me afterward. He was in the wrong against the light and not looking when I was turning. My bike hasn’t been the same since.
Even though my bike wasn’t stolen this time. I feel a bit cheated and robbed. I went to get the bike fixed paid $150 and thought all was well. A few weeks later, I realized it was not. Have not been on the bike for months.
I miss riding, I’ve gained weight, I don’t get around as fast (it’s my main transportation as well) and I’m not that cool Black chick riding around town (not very many of us doing so here).
I am glad you are getting a new bike and I hope you have tons of fun on it. I have to decide whether to revive mine, get the old vintage spruced up, or buy a new one.
Brian
April 29, 2010
I ride my bike everyplace I can and I think my bike has become almost a part of me and my freedom. I’m sorry some jackass took that away from you. Karma is a bitch and it’s going to come back and haunt that person. 🙂
jay mccolister
April 29, 2010
i’ve watched you on sober house and you seem like you have a good heart. i hope things are working out for you (besides getting the bike stolen).
take care jennie,
jay
Patrick
April 29, 2010
Hi Jennie. I thought you might enjoy knowing that I only know you as “Jennie” and not as “Penny Flame.” I just watched the season finale of Sober House and it made me happy to see your life going in a whole new direction. I’m in recovery too and it gives me hope that I can do as well as you are. Hope you are working on a memoir- I’d love to read it.
JuanLoco
April 29, 2010
A dirty gypsy told me your bike was in the basement of the Alamo. Where all stolen bikes go to die.
Ben
April 29, 2010
I actually have a long-winded thoughts and some insightful thoughts on some other issues, I’d like to tell and possibly discuss with you at some point. But I have my doubts that this is actually you posting this stuff on here. I am definitely very doubtful someone as intelligent,well-known(probably hundreds of guys who claim to be in love with you lol), is actually posting things online. But if I am wrong let me know. I’d rather email what I want to say, as to not trivalize it or make what I have to say everyone’s buisness. So if your interested in hearing some positive , but constructive thoughts and viewpoints let me know. I am 29 yr old, that’s been through a lot myself. I now have a beautiful 4 yr old son who has taught me a lot. I thought it was supposed to be the other way around! Anyhow, hope everything is going good your way. I had never heard of the “Sober House” till today when I was cleaning the condo, and happened to come across VH1. I must admit a channel I never watch. I was just getting it ready to change it, when I saw your face. You were the reason I even watched the show. Because I have my own opinions on shows like this. But, I must admit, there was one point in the show, something you said, that made me say to myself out loud.. “If anyone’s gonna make it, she is”. I’ll fill you in more if I end up hearing from you. Can reach me at rainy_night_mb@yahoo.com Hope I am finding you at peace with yourself, and being happy!
Patrick
April 29, 2010
That’s shitty that someone stole your bike. Of all the things to take….ugh. Sorry about that.
But, chin up….
Patrick
Ben CC
April 29, 2010
lol @ that poster. You’re a real pretty person and I’m glad you’re sober!
Anya
April 29, 2010
Just watched the season finale where Dr. Drew says, “She’s becoming Jennie.”
Awesome.
Here’s to you!
Mike
April 29, 2010
dude, you crack me up.
Pulling for you, Chickie. Have enjoyed getting to know you through the Celeb shows.
My first visit to your blog, by the way. I like you.
CADave
April 30, 2010
Getting things stolen from you really sucks. I hope you feel better soon and I wish you luck with your sobriety. Your eyes are amazing – I’d hate to see that light go out. 🙂
T. Brown
April 30, 2010
Hi Jenny. Just wanted to say that I am happy and over-joyed about your recovery. There is not better story than a come back story. Your art is beautiful and I wish you great success. I’m writing because I was a porn fan of yours. A big fan, as I really loved you on-screen. After I saw you on VH1, I was amazed. I finally found this spot and I hope you can return this email, because I would love to chat with you. So if you have time and room for one more friend I would appreciate it. If not, please continue to enjoy your life every day. I will keep in touch on your blog page. Thanks for listening and God Bless.
ben
April 30, 2010
Good luck getting your bike back.
Susan
April 30, 2010
Jenny,
My sympathies completely. I LOVED riding my bike as my main mode of transport in LA.
An ex-bike messenger friend advised me to duct tape up my Cannondale & make it look undesirable – disguise it’s stealiliciousness. Good Luck!
C.W. Cale
April 30, 2010
Freedom can come in so many packages. Some are poisonous, as you know, but you found one that is clearly one of the very best!
I remember the three bikes I had throughout MY life, one green, one orange and the last one red, and after reading your post today I may have to find a fourth one.
My own sense of freedom has been shattered for years and maybe this is a way to get it back! Thanks to you!
jason
April 30, 2010
Jennie, Sweet, you talked back to me other day. Youre my first famous person to talk to which is so cool. So your still not doing the smokes. Ok So you really gonna make me do this right.All the patches and lozenges are expensive but guess if Im not buying the smokes it makes up for it.Ok I knoiw its better for me.The main thing I gotta quit for is the kids, A friend of mine lost 1 whole lug and part of the other one to the cancer. So yea I know it’s a bad thing, but you know how is. You been doing something so long its hard to stop. Last time I quit, I couldn’t deal with the feelinng like I was mad all ther time, maybe the patch will make it better this next time. So in like 5 days I’m gonna start again. So all thoses show you were in they were made like last year, is there gonna be another one or is that it? Don’t get one of those reality shows like well like any of them, they all seem to end up screwed up. And then the show ends and then the people on show stay screwed up. So don’t do that.You doing good with everthing sorry bout the bike. That really sucks , maybe they’ll get hit by car or something nice like that, that carma thing. You keep up the good job not smoking and all the other stuff. Good luck
jason
April 30, 2010
Jennie, I am sorry. I will use spell checker and read these things from now on. I sound and read like a hick, sorry. Healthier one day at a time, seven minuets at a time. Have a really good day.
David Reedy
April 30, 2010
that just sucks hope you find it but knowoing the police you won’t
Devin
April 30, 2010
You are awesome, I love your writing style. I am now a huge Jennie Fan, you are inspirational. Dont ever stop writing, you rule.
J
April 30, 2010
Jennie,
Sorry to hear about your bike. I hope you find it.
I, as well as others I am sure, watched the finale of Sober House last night. It is great to see how much air-time you finally recieved. Question: what ever happened with your interview that was set-up? Inquiring minds want to know??
Keep up the great job,
J
JW
April 30, 2010
What a bummer, Jennie! Good luck on your bike search. I bet you’ll love the bike you pick out yourself better than any one before.
joni
April 30, 2010
that flyer is hilarious haha. that sucks about your bike =/ maybe your next will be even cooler.
Dork
April 30, 2010
go back to porno!
J
May 1, 2010
What type of comment is this?!?!?
Have some respect for this young lady.
kat
April 30, 2010
This post reminds me that “hidden in all misfortune is good fortune…” All of those ancient proverbs are true. Even in things that initially make you feel bad, especially in things that make you feel bad, is an opportunity to learn, grow, and evolve.
Lisa
April 30, 2010
Jennie, you’re a really great writer, you really have a talent for it. You’re truly an inspiration for all that you have overcome. Keep up the good work!
Michael
April 30, 2010
Man, not to make light of this, especially since this was becoming your rock as far as the transportation department goes. But after reading this, I am reminded of Pee Wee’s Big Adventure. You don’t happen to have any friends by the name of Frances, do you? If so, that would be the first place I would check out.
Thank you for posting an image of the flyer, looked like a sweet ride. Good luck with the search.
mucs
April 30, 2010
i love the poster of the missing bike!
have never seen such a poster before.. here in amsterdam (holland) people make posters like that for missing cats and dogs but not for bikes.. maybe i should do a missing bike poster too.. in the last 3 years 5 bikes were stolen from me..
keep on biking! its healthy.. its freedom.. 🙂
jserio7733
April 30, 2010
i’m honored you let us all into your journey, a service indeed. you have so much potential–and you are such a good person. breathe in balance and allow yourself to be free…thanks!
David Reedy
April 30, 2010
That just sucks. There is some sorry people in this world. Stay strong
Ben
April 30, 2010
Jennie.. It’s Ben (Oscar) from the old twisted factory… I just read about the changes you’ve been going through on your wikipedia page. Good to hear that you’re doing well and taking care of yourself. Bad to hear about your (friend’s) bike. This story reminds me of Peewee’s Big Adventure without the adventure. I guess it’s healthy to endure the pain and accept reality when things fade away. I’m sure your new bike will be much better.
Peace
Mark H
April 30, 2010
Just discovered your website. Saw an episode of Sober House and was impressed that you seemed real, not fake like alot of people on reality TV. Have read alot of your archives over the last few days. Your a very good writer and I enjoy reading your blogs. When you publish your book I will buy it. Good luck with your endevors. Tell your man to get the sleep study. I suffered through 10 years of sleep apnea. I’m now entering my second year of sleeping with my machine and it’s amazing. No more nodding off in the middle of the day or while driving. Thanks for letting me ramble.
knichole84
April 30, 2010
Hey Jennie! Sorry to hear about your bike, that stinks. I have to say that the stolen bike picture cracks me up. Much needed levity in a serious situation 🙂
Bobby
May 1, 2010
Hey Jennie,
I’m sorry to hear someone pilfered your bike. I’ve had items stolen from me and it’s not fun. It’s like a piece of you has been torn away and that naive since of good and trust is slightly removed. I stll have faith in the good of people though but there’s people out there that don’t care how hard someone works for that item and for them stealing is the easy way out.
To help ya out so you have transportation I wanna donate some funds so you can get a new bike if the other one isn’t found.
Live long and prosper
Bobby
EricS
May 1, 2010
Im sorry about your bike. I would be willing to pitch in for a new one. WHOS WITH ME!?
Billdawg
May 1, 2010
ugggh!!! i had TWO bikes ripped off from me in a span of five days!!! The first was my baby and the second was one a friend lent me. I had the loaner for exactly 24 hours!!! Nothing worse than a bus ride home with a useless bike helmet in your hands. I’m on the search for a bike that speaks to me as well and i’m gonna put like three locks on it. Good luck with you’re search and everything you do. Was a big fan of yours on sober house. Thought you we’re the most respectful, intelligent, and positive one of the whole group… i would have been stoked as hell to have gone to those waterfalls!!! glad i came across you’re blog and wish you the best. p.s. i’m a big fan of the bike shop on melrose near fairfax. check em out if you’re still on the search
gonenb
May 1, 2010
OMG that flyer is so funny,
did you really ride a bike with a skull flag 🙂
and the no reward part is even more funny.
Jeff Bro
May 1, 2010
I just saw the final episode on Sober House Vh1 and it was truely a great ending with you. I wish you the best of luck with everything in your future.
Jonathan C.
May 1, 2010
Jennie,
Just finished watching the end of Sober House. Followed you thru Sex Rehab. Dr. Drew summed it up perfectly, you are an inspiration. I’ve learned so much from the show and courage from you. You are a beautiful person headed for a beautiful life.
Thanks,
Jonathan
Pavel
May 1, 2010
Oh, Jennie. That sooo sucks. I had my bike stolen last year as well. Hope you get a new one soon. I got me a townie by electra. Really happy with it. Check’em out http://www.electrabike.com/
Deb
May 1, 2010
Hello Jennie: I guess we really do live in the “jungle,” but I’m glad you’re going to get a new bike. And I really just wrote to say that I love your statement that: “I’ve always been one to drink poison with hopes it kills someone else.” Sounds very family.
Best wishes.
firstverb
May 1, 2010
Miss Jennifer,
That person no matter how evil they are and how much everyone wishes horrible thing to happen to them, the theft was a good thing a positive thing. You got two new things out of it, a new bike and a new friend. I still wish them to bring back the bike. And maybe because it was a positive thing, they don’t have to rot and burn with everlasting torment in the 8th circle of hell. They can go rot and burn with everlasting torment in the 7th circle of hell. Which is better anyway, that’s where the violent people are. So it’s a win-win.
Have a glorious day.
Beautiful Mess
May 1, 2010
Jenny, your poster has definitely made my evening. Sometimes we just have to vent and let it out and what a wonderful and safe way to vent your feelings. I’m very sorry that you lost the bike, but I am glad that you found a safe and healthy way to express yourself without drugs or alcohol 🙂 Keep on keeping on girlfriend. I know what you are doing is not easy and I do admire you for your tenacity.
natalie
May 2, 2010
I’m so sorry about your bike I have a beach cruiser and I love to ride it, I ride it almost everyday dont know what I’ll do without it. I love my bike 😉 I’m about to turn 18 this may 7 so I dont have my driver license yet, so I have to depend on my bike!
natalie
May 2, 2010
jenny this is Natalie again this is the first day I started reading your blogs and I want it to go trough all of them I seen u in rehab & sober living and you seemed so real and opened and that takes a lot especially in national tv. Well I just want it to tell you, that you should consider writing a book you have something in the words you write that keeps you wanting more.
kate love
May 2, 2010
Jennie,
I was watching Sober House and felt inspired to write you. I don’t read your blog (sorry!)but this was the only way I found I could get a message to you. You are so strong and beautiful. Not only did you have deep personal struggles, but you lived it out on TV with grace. I love Celeb Rehab and Sober House and all those reality shows, but sometimes I feel guilty for watching other peoples struggles for my own entertainment. Watching your struggle made me realize that I’m not watching merely to be entertained but to be inspired by stories like yours. I love that you are not perfect. It makes me feel like I can embrace my own imperfections. I see how much you’ve been through and how you used even the most negative aspects of your life (and your own personality) and turned it around. That takes courage, bravery, and strength. So, thank you.
Kate
Phil
May 9, 2010
Kind of small-minded to be so hateful of a thief. Whoever stole it is either a low-quality person who needs help or a kid who certainly isn’t deserving of such hate. You hope your bike takes them to hell? Pretty dramatic shit.
Grow up, ex-pornoslut. Grow up.
becomingjennie
May 9, 2010
it wasn’t my poster. And regardless, it was funny. grow a sense of humor phil…
Chris
May 15, 2010
That bike flyer is honestly one of the funniest things I have ever seen. Sometimes, you gotta ventilate the vengence before it makes you crazy.
Darrin G
June 28, 2011
Jennie, As I go through your posts, every once in a while (more often than not by the way) I run across one that just makes me giggle. That poster you made up, is classic. I got tears in my eyes. Thank you.