THE RING OF POPCANS(WHICH IS KINDA LIKE FIRE)(SHUT UP)

CHOICE MOVIE: Walk The Line. The Johnny Cash movie thing. Often called biographies, but this was just not boring enough for me to call it that. Yay, me gusta mucho this movie. Joaquin Pheonix is v.v. hott(is he related to River?)...and Reese isn't too bad herself;)

So, I am back from yet another thrilling day at the Hyvee. I worked cans again today for the first time in about a month or so. The first time I was called to the can-room, 4 of the machines went off b/c of Trevor Gould's father and step-mother. Bitches. J/k, they are nice ppls. Anyz, I had forgotten the sheer tedious number of times one is called to the can-room in any given shift. The can-room makes me hate people. The can room makes me hate life. God, I have been so tired all f'ing day. Perhaps it is because of all that hot lesbian sex me and Sammi engaged in y-day after the movie...

Tomorrow I plan to go shopping w/the Sammi so that should be fun. Oh, I almost forgot, this morning I actually had a REASON for being late to work. See, I got stuck in a snow bank. On 6th street. Everyone know where Will Shekey's house is? Yeah, diagonal to his house on the 5th ave, 6th st. intersection thinger, I apparently didn't slow down enough and so I slid nose first into a curb full of snow. Fun times. Mommy and Dixie had to come and push me out after I borrowed some random lady's cell phone to call, as I had forgotten my own. I'm pretty sure this makes me a full fledged retawd, but I care not. Yay, I'm tired...maybe I'll go sleep at Cassie's house again. Or not, w/e.