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People change and grow and get weirder, and different, and they look different and hang out with different people and change jobs and move and dramatic things happen, and they talk about the newness, and they talk about changing, and they recognize that they have changed. Their hair gets longer, cut shorter, dyed or shaved, they gain weight, lose weight, dress different, switch schools, they take the bus to work, they crash at a friend's house, they break up, they get back together, they get a dog.
They fuck people and make mistakes, they forget who they were, they don't care anymore, they are a better person then they were ten years ago. Their best memories are recent, fresh, not yet acquired. They look forward to more changes, scared, but excited, unaware, nervous. They sit on porches and talk and see things and note that things are seen and they listen and they acknowledge and they welcome things. They try things. They make things. They make things happen. Things happen. Things happen.
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Wednesday, March 11th, 2009
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God I wish I had been in Heart. There is no way they could have possibly been more awesome.
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Thursday, November 20th, 2008
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Monday, October 20th, 2008
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Jesse and I just got back from THE MAIZE. I fucking love corn mazes. We went last year too and it was equally awesome. This year I had the added bonus of having an awesome conversation with a little boy which included his idea for inventing a new kind of dishwasher that used rain water and a conveyor belt. When I asked him why he didn't make it, he said he didn't have enough Knex.
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Monday, September 8th, 2008
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After no one responded to my last post agreeing with me that yes, Popular by Nada Surf is the best song ever, I have realized that you all suck.
Just kidding, sort of.
But really.
I'm taking a bunch of people off my list. It is nothing personal. No one reads this shit anyway. I still like you. If you actually want to read my journal, I will add you back. Mostly I deleted people that never update, even people I do enjoy. And people who I don't know and have never commented to me.
I need to get new friends, because when people are interested in what I have to say, I am interested in writing.
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Thursday, September 4th, 2008
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Popular by Nada Surf is most definitely the best song ever.
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Wednesday, August 6th, 2008
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FYI Pineapple Express may be the best movie I have ever seen. After Con Air. Actually, they may be tied. IT WAS SO GOOD. Everything anyone could ever want in a movie.
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Saturday, July 26th, 2008
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Hello.
Jesse and I went on vacation to Cedar Point. We also went to Grandpa's Cheesebarn and to The Ohio State Reformatory, where they filmed Shawshank Redemption. Yes, I stood where Morgan Freeman once stood. I looked into the tunnel that Tim Robbins once dug.
( pics )
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I was just eating a Herhsey's Cookies and Creme candy bar, and the last three little chunks tasted like STRAWBERRY. At first I was like, "WTF???? Strawberry?" and then it was actually pretty good.
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Thursday, June 26th, 2008
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Jesse and I decided to make some mixed drinks today...so we just went to the store and bought a bunch of random shit. Mine tastes like a Bahama Mama from Red Lobster and is quite delicious.
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Saturday, June 21st, 2008
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I have finally decided to start working on my
Epic 90's "Alternative" Music Box Set
there will be many subcategories.
If you have any suggestions, let me know. Don't worry, I already downloaded Deep Blue Something.
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Remember Biscuit Abuse? No? Well here is an even more ground breaking flick for your viewing pleasure. From Title of Honor Productions, I present...
BLOOD SANDWICH.
Note: This is like three years old, and not made with my new camera.
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This will forever be known as The Inspirational Pepsi Story: Fighting the Good Fight
On Thursday, Jesse and I and his family and friends decided to celebrate his birthday by going camping at Beech Fork. Jesse and I arrived much earlier than everyone else, got our tent set up and were just relaxing in our sweet camping chairs and enjoying the sunshine. During a quick trip to the bathroom, we saw a Pepsi machine.
Me: "They are $1.50. Do you have any money?"
Jesse: "I have $1.40."
I only needed ten cents. With a car at my disposal, I knew there had to be ten cents in it. Right? Right?
I looked through my car--got down on my hands and knees, looked under the seats, in the glove box, even in the trunk. No dime.
I went back a few minutes later, telling myself there is no way there is not a dime in my car. Shove my head under the steering wheel, lifted up all the floor mats, no dime.
I decided to go back once more. At this point, I had been looking for about 25 minutes. I sat down on the ground beside the car, stuck my tiny hand in the mechanics under the passenger seat, and searched.
DIME. I found a fucking dime! I could barely contain my excitement. I was sweaty and dirty but I had a dime. I wasn't even thirsty...I just knew I could find a dime, and I did.
So, we walked over to the Pepsi machine and it ate my money. The machine looked well worn, and like someone had tried to break into it over and over again.
Jesse, being as he is, just thought it was slightly amusing and didn't really care. OH I CARED. I am an angry, passionate person, and I didn't spend half an hour looking for a dime only to have it taken from me.
At this point, I get in the car and drive to the office at the front of the campground. The guy is on the phone.
Me: "Your Pepsi machine just ate my money. Is there a number I can call?"
Him: "Mmmhm here."
Me: "Yeah, it is the one at Four Coves...it is all jacked up...you need to put a sign on it."
Him: "Mmmhm."
Me: "I was really upset because I couldn't find a dime, and then I looked in my car for half an hour, and then I finally found one and-"
Him: "Mmhm."
So I walked away. I was livid. Not because I wanted my money, but he wouldn't even listen to my story. I got to my car and was more upset than you can imagine. The bastard wouldn't even listen to my sob story! I just wanted some respect.
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Several hours later, when Jesse's family had come, we were all sitting around and chatting. I had of course already told them my sad Pepsi story. They were all angry for me. I noticed that someone had put an out of order sign up, and that pleased me.
And then, it happened.
I saw a Pepsi van drive up to the machine and a man got out.
"Walk over there! Go, Kim!" Jesse's family said.
I was in shock. Seriously? Was he here?
I walked quickly over to him and told him my story.
"...so yeah I was really mad..." I finished up.
The best part of the day: the guy cared. "Oh yeah, I can totally see why you would be upset, after looking for that dime for so long!"
And I smiled. And I got my money back. I walked back over the the campsite; justice had been served.
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FYI if you add me and don't leave a comment, I don't add you back...uh...because I don't know you.
Also if you have me added and I've never added you back, let me know.
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Tuesday, April 29th, 2008
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Jesse and I got a video camera, when we get the right cables we need you can rest assured that there will be some awesome YouTube shit for you all to watch. I look sweet on camera.
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Thursday, April 3rd, 2008
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Saturday, March 29th, 2008
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Pauly Shore came into CVS today...hahahahaha. He talked really loud, said bro a lot, and looked like a skank. He bought some Excedrin and a Whatchamacallit.
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