Jenny Miller

Here I am on an airplane, accidentally taking a photo of myself. You can tell I did not know a photo was being taken, because I'm not making a horrible, stupid face.

I was conceived in a Cleveland suburb by teenagers hiding out in a pool shed during a thunderstorm. I like to think that explains a lot.

I spend a great deal of time pining, yearning, and fucking around with my vanity project, Heck's Kitchen.

I hate wastefulness, inefficiency, carelessness, and garbage. I love most other things.

Please direct your fan mail to jennymiller@thenewgay.net.

Thank you.