Free Love on the Free Love Freeway

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7:23 pm.

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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7:46 pm.

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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5:53 pm.

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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Time:

4:11 pm.

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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Time:

8:55 am.

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.

***

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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Time:

8:37 pm.

alexz johnson is my favorite musician

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11:14 pm.

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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10:43 pm.

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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11:46 pm.

uggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

guh

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Time:

9:33 pm.

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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11:01 pm.

Remember when I posted a long time ago before I started working at CVS about how I didn't know if I should take the job at CVS or the potentially long term but not guaranteed job doing data entry at the hospital?

I so totally should have gone with the data entry.

I NEED to sit at a desk alone all day and stare at a screen. I NEED not to interact with humans.

I think I am going to go to Manpower and ask them to contact me if anything that looks like it could definitely be long term pops up. I have to get out of retail. I simply must. For my sanity.

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6:53 pm.

In case you don't know, my favorite thing in the world is to go back and read my own livejournal entries.

I have discovered something horrible.

I think I am less awesome than I used to be. Y/N is anyone still there from when I was awesome?

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Time:

6:33 pm.

In 2005, someone left me this comment:

"I tried being your friend before... You were actually kinda snobbish and pertentious towards me. You never took enough time to determine wether or not I was too boring or predictable. And while you may think you are boring, I don't otherwise I would never have tried being your friend. I mean no offense, but you just really came off as a snob to me, as if it gave you some sort of pleasure to reject someone trying to be social to you... But yet, I'm still here, reading your journal... Cause you are in fact awesome and pretty fucking sweet... Too bad we can't be friends..."

and I really want to know who it was. who are you.

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Time:

10:37 am.

Does anyone know where I can get a Wii?

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4:47 pm.

I have been knocking on death's door once again. Wish me well.

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10:38 am.

Some shit friends only from now on, for basically no reason. If you want to read it, just let me now and I'll add you back.

also removed some people that rarely if ever update

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4:46 pm.

I just made a new journal. Don't worry, I am not switching. The name is just so awesome I had to make it. Now, what to do with it...

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Time:

12:44 pm.

IT WAS MONSTER

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Time:

11:45 pm.

Just in case...

So I was just watching Poison Ivy, starring Drew Barrymore and Darlene from Roseanne. Awesome movie, BTW, but that is not the point.

As I was watching it, this part from another movie came into my head, and I cannot for the life of me figure out the movie. Let me describe it to you so you can help me:

Something is going on in said movie, and there is a voice over, and the voice over says, "And then one day it just stopped." The scene ends very abruptly.

I know I have seen this movie more than once, I don't know if it is a good movie or a shitty movie, but I am thinking good. It could be my favorite movie of all time for all I know. IT IS KILLING ME. Please someone help me.