{"id":603,"date":"2003-07-23T22:57:57","date_gmt":"2003-07-24T05:57:57","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"-0001-11-30T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"-0001-11-30T08:00:00","slug":"","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/of.jennism.com\/?p=603","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY TO MY <a href=\\\"http:\/\/toilet.unoccupied.org\\\">SISSY<\/a>!!!!!!!  YO OLD LADY (on thursday the 24th)!!!  two decades old! :D<\/p>\n<p>My sister told me a heart-warming story of our sister bond.  Probably when I was 8 or so and my sister was 7.  Our mom was in the kitchen pattering and pittering.  I got distracted by something and while my head was turned away, my sister dumped salt in my bowl of rice.  I turned back and started eating my rice again.  I pushed it away and refused to eat it.  Then my mom came over.  She refused to let me skip a bowl of rice.  I didn\\&#8217;t know why the rice tasted so horrible.  And thus, she force-fed me it.  Later, I puked with my sister watching (and probably laughing very loudly).<\/p>\n<p>And I don\\&#8217;t remember that incident at all.<\/p>\n<p>And then <a href=\\\"http:\/\/www.geocities.com\/SouthBeach\/Lights\/7538\/littlestory.html\\\">this story<\/a> written by my sister when she was 11.  It is based on semi-true events.<br \/>\nAn excerpt (RJ = me, Andrea = my sister, Jess = a \\&#8221;friend\\&#8221;):<br \/>\n<i>Dear Diary,<br \/>\nNear the beginning of the school year, I became friends with RJ, who is in my grade, and Andrea, RJ\\&#8217;s younger sister. I was really better friends with RJ, but RJ told me that Andrea is rich! She has over $500!<\/i><\/p>\n<p>HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU LADY!!!!!<\/p>\n<p>now you people who are not my sister, go wish <a href=\\\"http:\/\/toilet.unoccupied.org\\\">a happy b-day (at her blogee)<\/a>.  yes YOU!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY TO MY SISSY!!!!!!! YO OLD LADY (on thursday the 24th)!!! two decades old! :D My sister told me a heart-warming story of our sister bond. Probably when I was 8 or so and my sister was 7. &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/of.jennism.com\/?p=603\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-603","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/of.jennism.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/603","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/of.jennism.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/of.jennism.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/of.jennism.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/of.jennism.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=603"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/of.jennism.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/603\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/of.jennism.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=603"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/of.jennism.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=603"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/of.jennism.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=603"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}