i hereby title this post "things that i like for every letter of the alphabet":

And then i found $100...
Baths
Cheesecake
Daydreaming
E-mails
Flip flops
Gavin DeGraw
Hair dye
Infomercials
Jackets
Kool-aid
Laughing
Meadows
Naps
Ocean waters
Psalm 103
Quarters
Rain
Switchfoot
The Lord of the Rings
Urban Outfitters
Volkswagens
Word searches
X games
Yogurt
Zoom

when i decided to do this post, i did not intend on it taking over an hour, or the fact that i would need becky's assistance in finding words. cool.

alright. i am back. and glad to be back. dallas. hmmm. what can i say about my trip to dallas.

--the guy that flew in front of me on the way there looked at a playboy the whole time. was no one else disturbed by this?? his wife sure wasn't.

--so, i get out my cd player, and am very excited to listen to some coldplay in the dark cabin, and about...hmmm...1 minute into the song, my batteries die. cool. so, it's either word finds (which i did the 3 hours before my actual flight) or gameboy, of which i have already beat the game i have to play. i went for the gameboy and felt very nerdy playing it next to the attractive guy to my left. "haha! can you believe i lost again??!!?? boy, will i ever beat this level??!!?? haha!"

--i did however get to eat at chili's twice (on the company dime)...oh how i love chili's.

that's about it. i got to see my sister and her husband...and got to see molly for two seconds. so, today at the new hastings on 82nd and slide, they are having a sweet party for the lord of the rings: the two towers at midnight. i think i want to go...dressed up as someone in the movie. that would be great. also, i just noticed a nice round stain on my pants, the culpret, taco-ria (however you would spell it...) in tyler, tx. thanks seth for that experience. and in less than two weeks...apartment 1C will be my new residence. ah....i can barely wait.

first of all, i would like to say happy birthday to the dude.

i got my stiches out today...quite possibly the worst feeling in the world. i asked if i could keep them...he just looked at me and blinked. apparently i was the first person to ever ask that. weird.

yeah, so i am off tomorrow for the big world known as dallas. i am going with my boss and she insists that we should be to the lubbock international airport at least two hours before. yeah, yeah, i know that that is what you are supposed to do...but i hate to say that lubbock INTERNATIONAL airport is not that international...and carousing in 30 minutes before your flight still might be too early. so, i look forward to a good 2 hours in the airport with my boss, my headphones, and my word searches. maybe i will return from my travels with crazy stories of rock-n-roll, drugs, and long lost loves. we'll just have to wait and see what this weekend holds in store for me.

over and out.

two days.

i am doomed.

my mom is going around the house singing ace of base..."all that she wants...is another baby...do do do do do..."

thus, i will take a vow of chastity, to save any man from witnessing the slow metamorphasis into the above.

uh...quite possibly the worst thing ever just happened to me. so, i am sitting in my room, and i hear these freakish noises coming from what i think is becky's cat. so, i go to becky's room, and he's just sitting there playing...and i hear it again. i look out in the hall, and the dog (not my dog i might add...for once this is not a story about my dog) has caught a baby bird in her mouth, and the baby bird is screaming! i think i am going to cry/throw up just writing about it. so, i try to get her outside, and she looks at me and starts CHEWING! i think that i might have to go to counseling the rest of my life for what i saw and heard.

anyways, moving on to less disturbing things...

the girl choked on the price is right. no new car for her. but she did walk away with $235.00.

and for the finale...here is a little ditty i thought of when i couldn't go to sleep last night.

finally. released from work. it seems like i have been in studio 8 since yesterday. what an awful day. it felt like my second first time there. for some reason i couldn't get my brain straight...nothing seemed familiar. Sigh. Breathing the fresh air, walking briskly, desperate for somewhere quiet, longing for something to startle this waking life. i pass a coffee shop. the smell of the grinds and pastries reminds me that i am always hungry. there is a girl at the counter that looks at me with recognizing eyes. have we met? walking, walking. past the guy always yelling atop his bus stop bench about the jeff t theory. one day i will ask him what it is, but today, i want to pass 44th and the end of the world. i pass my favorite bookstore, and stop to admire the new bestsellers...6-4 dissonance, this side of mediocre: a somewhat democratically elected blog, and then i found $100. titles these days. sheesh. i think i will write my own book...title pending. here comes my block. i know every crack in this sidewalk, every vine on this building. loft 312, that's me. thoughts from the third floor rarely escape it's high ceilings and vast emptiness. i like it that way.

okay. so picture this...

here i am, yesterday, typing away this ingenious post....and click on post and publish, and i had lost my internet connection somewhere...and my computer can't find it. so, no new post yesterday, even though i had posted a great one. a really great one.

so, here i am today, wondering if the same fate will happen to this one. are the heavens against me posting something new? could anything be better than the last post? we will have to see.

i woke up this morning with "i don't want to wait in vain for your love" running through my head.

i am trying to post this and not get eaten alive by becky's jungle cat. she likes to refer to him as scout...i think spawn of satan is a more fitting name.

anyways, those were just side notes...short shots as pearce (pretend like that's highlighted as a link...like i would know how to do that) would call them. i decided to post on dreams. i don't think anyone has posted on dreams that they have had. so....i am probably the scariest person to do it, but i will. oh yes, i will.

one time, i dreamt that matlock had proposed to me, and my whole family was telling me that he was such a great guy and stuff....so i told him yes. i know! thank goodness i woke up before the honeymoon.

it is true. i have dreamt that the hulk was my boyfriend, not once, but twice. i haven't even seen the movie, and honestly, don't ever plan on it. it would be to hard. in this same dream, i was an x-woman. i know. yeah, what was my super power? reading people's minds?? healing??......nope. i could glow. don't ask me how that helps save the world...but it does. believe you me.

i used to play nintendo way to much, and dreamt that the toilet sucked me down (chuw, chuw, chuw....er....that was the music when you go down the tubes)....apparently, i was mario. that's when i realized that i had an addiction. my name is kimberly johnson, and i am addicted to super mario brothers...1.

what about those awkward (heather, i spelled it right just for you) dreams where you dream about a person you know...and you are dating....and then you see them in real life and feel mad that they haven't talked to you, their girlfriend, more....oh, ha ha...this has NEVER happened to me.......moving on...

i feel that i have shared enough. if anyone wants to come watch game shows with me...i will be home...forever.

rebecca ann and i, kimberly jean, have noticed an undercurrent of love in our blogging community. it has remained unnoticed for far too long. take a gander at the countless comments between these two love birds. and these are only from one of their blogs...to find them everywhere would take days.

pearce, i love you more all the time, you crack me up.

you''ll have to love me regardless of a new "not-so-cool-suburbanite-sell-out-apartment-with-fitness-room."

ok. deal.

i love you pearce!

i say it yet again...i love you pearce

pearce whispers hi.

and so is ryan henry- cool that is- the coolest really- if you ever thought about it- hands down- no contest- money in the bank- how could you even question it?- ridiculous to even think of it otherwise- and finally- what a guy...what a guy...what a guy

hello mr. pearce. i love you.

-much love-

pearce, i need to come to lubbock so we can thrift, and old book, and garage sale together!

i look forward to the day ryan

ryan. will you give me poetry lessons? please??

pearce, you silly you.

i care.

i miss you pearce.

i miss you ryan.

ryan henry. can i come live with you? (please oh please oh please oh please oh pleeeeeease. . .)

pearce and ryan. oh my gosh. i have nothing more to say.

tricking your friends is fun.

the game: skip-bo. the opponent: Rebecca Ann Johnson. games played: 1, 345, 231. the games won by Kimberly Jean Johnson: 3.

yesterday i felt so sad
i came home early from work
fell asleep with my clothes on
woke up when the sun was gone

there's an ocean in my heart
from the hurtful words we said
trust these days just feels like some
wave without a shore

everywhere i go i rise and fall
colors they all turn to one
days and weeks and months so fast
how can i hold on to that

april with your eyes so bright
come and stay with me tonight
you hold promise in your hands
hope i understand

everything you say turns night to day
light poors over everyone
days and weeks and months so fast
suddenly come rushing back

everywhere i go i rise and fall
feelings they turn into one
days and weeks and months so fast
how can i hold on to that

how can i hold on to that

okay. i give in. so maybe i wasn't quitting. maybe i just needed a break. to find my voice again. i have been very challenged lately these two statements...

shake off sloth and indifference

and

is God in control, or is He not?

okay. trite as they may seem, they have continuously been on the forefront of my mind...and for this, i am truly grateful. i have been challenged daily by the way that i manage my time, the way that i reflect the Lord to others, the way i approach the Lord in every aspect of the phrase. i have been a slave to sloth and indifference. i am thankful that the Lord desires more for us than we do for ourselves. that He is not content with letting us stay in the same place. and to God's control...such a common idea, that is so easily taken for granted. this has completely changed my mindset. for me to be upset that things don't "go my way"...what a shame. what a wretched idea that the Lord just "let's" these things happen...for no reason. what a disgrace to His name. all summer, i have been praying that the Lord would teach me what it was to be content in all circumstances. here is my answer. how could i not be content truly believing that the Lord is in control of it all...from who i marry, to what my hair is doing in the morning. contentment brings a subtle peace to my life that i have lived without for more than i would like to say. and it all rests in the fact that i know Who is in control. and i am thankful that it is not me.