Current mood:	confused
Current music:	elliot smith

Okay, so this is what one does at 3AM when one has a paper to write:

*THE CANDY MACHINE SAGA*

So i go down to the candy machine to buy skittles for 60 cents, the machine gives me my change back with the bag(aka FREE SKITTLES). But of course i have to wonder if it'll work again, so i buy another bag. it doesn't. So i give one bag to Kate and have the other, i broke even basically. supposedly i am satisfied with my good fortune.
-like maybe half an hour later-
So i want more skittles lol and return to the machine. Right next to the skittles slot is the Luna Bar slot(dollar fifty a pop! goodness!!).. and there is a luna bar like SO about to fall out of the slot. Im too cheap to pay 1.50, even if it'll get me 2 of them, so i just say fuck it and buy the skittles. As the skittles dispense, they graze the luna bar, and its like hanging by a fucking thread. I try to tip the machine('strong barnard woman' yeah right!), i do the whole try to kick the machine and squeal cuz it hurt your toe thing. I've never even had a Luna bar but i decide it would be exciting to try to get the bar out as cheaply as possible. So i go back upstairs and get a bunch of change, having the brilliant idea that if i buy another bag of skittles it'll knock the bar down. I try this once, doesn't work. I try it again. And again. So, in total, i have spent:
$3.00 on
6 bags of skittles
0 Luna Bars

And this was like a fucking adventure to me faced with the awful boring paper im getting through now.

and the fact that i just recounted that shows how gone i am.
news about my perfect weekend and my otherwise good life to come after crap paper is done.