Finally....Gawd!

So, here it is peeps....my blog. Due to the overwhelming demand, I have decided to start a blog for all of you to travel along with me. To start I should explain the name. For those who don't know, it is a spoof on the title of the movie "Diary of a Mad Black Women." The Moreeeny comes from a phone message that student loan used to leave on my phone. It was a prerecorded robotic message, so essentially it sounded like Steven Hawking was calling to collect. For those who know me you should know that my last name is pronounced as More-Ryan. This message pronounced it more like "Moreeny" It was pretty funny and just kinda stuck amongst my group of friends. Since I am a smidgen on the "crazy" side I thought that name was fitting. However crazy is totally subjective, I mean everyone seems normal until you get to know them.
So I am finally embarking on my Australian adventure. I would have to say, that it is about freakin time. This is the second year that I have wanted to go to Australia, and it nearly didn't happen this year either. However it did work out and in just 2 more days I will be hopping on a plane bound for Sydney Australia (well with a few stops first). Some you may know that my luck is not exactly great. In fact I do believe that somewhere along the way someone put a curse on my family, which has since been called "The Moreeeny Curse" (dun, dun, dun!!). You see, my family is notorious for crazy weird stuff happening to us. Now it has never been enough to kill one of us (knock on wood) but just enough to seriously eff shit up. They say that every trying experience only makes you stronger, well somebody cut me because by all rights I should be made of steel (some think I do). Although my family has had their fair share of junk happen to them we seem to keep on truckin in a fairly positive way. I would consider my family to be pretty positive people, and optimistic. That's the sneaky part of the curse you see. You don't expect it to happen then BAM! it does and you say "of course it did!" So I have taken on the perspective that although my luck may not be A+ I do have a butt load of interesting stories to tell. I have encountered things and then shortly after said "aw well, it will make for a good story." The Morines are story tellers, just ask my father. So now as things happen to me I can share the stories with you. Trust me you will want to tune in, I am Jessica Moreeny and normal shit doesn't happen to me.