theraccoon

I worked at the Marin Art Festival last weekend. In four days, I got six hours of sleep, worked two hours shy of sixty, and made fifty dollars shy of 1000. Now Im big pimpin. I think Ill buy a jaguar. Or I could take a month off of work and live like a hermit and never leave my room so I can play FF7 and chrono cross and metal gear solid for the millionth time(s). Or I could actually go travelling instead of just saying im gonna go travelling. New Zealand...
I made out for the first time with my lip ring last night. It was nice to get some booty. Now my face hurts.
Beer Pong makes me drunkest. My friends are all back from college, and that means beer pong. And to my great pleasure, my besty Jon is working in the bakery of the very whole foods that I cashier for. So as soon as the beer pong was finished, Jon ambushed all with stolen cakes in the face. Messy times.
Im reading Player Piano right now. I need to watch my impulse buys. I got Fifth Element yesterday on dvd for 8 dollas. I love it a lot.
Being vegan is proving less difficult than I first suspected, mainly because I discovered some vegan mozzerella that kicked my ass. It sounds crazy, I know, but its the truth. I think Ill end up speding all my money on good food. That wouldn't be so bad.
Love, shawn.

ps: that moment at the end of Fight Club when the buildings are gonna fall and Cornelius and Marla are holding hands and then where is my mind comes in gives me goosebumps every goddamn time. Its too good. I think its the makeout silhouette againt the burning background shot from the end of Gone with the Wind for our generation. At least it should be.
pps. The last hug on the steps of the beach house in Eternal sunshine (when she whispers "meet me in Montauk") gets me wet in the eyes every time as well. Not as epic as the other two I suppose. But just as good. Its the music, too.