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[30 Nov 2009|08:56am] |
I have to have 160 sketches done by tonight. I have 100 so far. These sketches are getting pretty funny/ridiculous. Maybe i'll scan a few just to show how pathetic I am.
I accidentally woke up an hour earlier than I had to. Just NOW. What to do with this time, what to do with this time. I feel like a sleepy beast right now.
I had a dream last night that I dived off some really high bridge to search for Britney Spears' childhood ring. Some other girl found it. And then these two girls got married. And then I paid $45 for a meal at some Chinese restaraunt. And then this big fat guy told me that he has a band and he donates his CDs to the public library. And I kept getting small clips of music videos by his band. And then we were supposed to re-create The Brady Bunch opening scene and I was supposed to be Jan. I bet dream analyzers would have a field day with that one.
In other news, I have a snotty nose, i'm totes stressed about school, and I can't wait for this weekend because i'm gunna go to the Zoo and then go see Fantastic Mr. Fox.
love,
Shawna
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[26 Oct 2009|03:52pm] |
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Last weekend I went camping up at my dads cabin with Dave. It was great, he picked me up from work, we had a mini road trip, made a stop at a fruit stand on the way and bought purple bell peppers (delicious, by the way), made another pit stop at a random grocery store called "Pokerville Produce" and stocked up on veggie dogs and sandwich fixings.
So we finally get to the cabin and we turn on the electricity, unpack the food and our bags and blankets and pillows. All of a sudden, the lights turn out. We blew a fuse. Whoops. So we had no gas, no water, and now no electricity. Despite the setback, Dave and I were crafty enough to build a fire (mostly his work) and we had a lot of wine and a lot of pot and a couple of flash lights for ghost story purposes. We roasted our veggie dogs over the fire and played guitar together into the late hours. Totally amazing and precious time, even without electricity.
We wake up early the next morning, the plan was we were going to drive to Silver Lake and have a picnic by the water. We weren't sure exactly how to get there, so we make a stop in this little diner/gas station (lol) called "Cooks Chicken" (like in Ghostworld) and ask for directions. We stood out like a sore thumb, and as soon as the waitress got through telling a customer that all they serve is "chicken chili", she turned to us and asked, "you folks here to eat?" Dave kindly told her we just needed directions to Silver Lake and she pointed in some weird direction and said "30 miles that-a-way." and got right back to work. The long-haired guy with a cut off teeshirt and a missing tooth in the back nodded his head at us, and we knew it was time to get the hell outta Cooks Chicken! (Cooks Chicken Chili??)
Low and behold we remember that the car had no gas anyway, we had no money and the nearest Chevron (which Dave had a gift card for) was 30 miles the opposite way! So we scrounge up what little money we had left and bought enough gas to get us to the Chevron, and we figured we'd fuel up and just make a pit stop at the Sacramento River on the way home instead. That way we could meet up with Hannah for our picnic, maybe go swimming!
So we get to Sacramento and the road is blocked off. We decide to park and walk to the water, after all it couldn't be that far. We ask the construction worker and he sends us on a path that will "take us around the construction straight to the river." We start walking, keep in mind were carrying 2 huge bags of stuff and a guitar, and 20 minutes later we find ourselves in front of a middle school trying to explain to a group of 13 yr olds why Daves hair is blue. We were nowhere near the river.
So naturally we head back to our car, give the construction worker a snuff, and ended up trying to find a different spot by the river. Ultimately we end up at this janky spot surrounded with homeless people. We eat our sandwiches there, laughing/crying about the day. We decided that the only way to save the day was to get milkshakes and go back to San Francisco.
I think next time we go up we might be a little more prepared. Either way,I still loved the adventure.
Love,
Shawna
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[15 Oct 2009|05:34pm] |
ROLAND'S ROCKET FUEL, MAN, YOU GOTTA TRY IT!!!! YEAH!!!!!
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[13 Oct 2009|11:28am] |
I feel 100% better this morning. All I needed to do was pop a ladies vitamin and watch snoop doggs "fear net" on demand with Gary until 230AM! And now it's raining and I love it and I can't wait to wear my new scarf and my sneakers to school today.
Love always and forever,
Shawna E
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[12 Oct 2009|10:49pm] |
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You know those days you have where nothing really seems the same and nothing seems right and everything is just weird. I'm having one of those days. I think there's some kind of chemical imbalance in my brain right now or something. Or maybe I'm not getting enough iron. Either way, I only feel this way like a couple times a year. It's weird and I hate it. I just want to curl up and wait for tomorrow, but instead I have to write a 5 page paper about Ancient Chinese Civilization. I wish somebody would kidnap me or something.
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[06 Oct 2009|05:07pm] |
It sucks when one little bad thing happens, and then the whole world starts to crumble shortly thereafter. But it's awesome when you realize it only felt that way because you're on your period and you just happen to have a little too much homework ahead of you. Dave and I got into a fight, but then we made up 5 minutes later because it was stupid and we made pizza and watched What About Bob? instead and then we stayed up all night just drinking mixed drinks and talking about life. I think that's the universal way to make any situation better.
I was thinking about how people fall out of love, even couples who seem like they are going to be together forever. I think it's usually because they get bored, or they meet someone else, or they grow apart, or they take each other for granted, or they were never really in love in the first place.
"How do you make love stay?" Next, she thought, “When two people meet and fall in love, there’s a sudden rush of magic. Magic is just naturally present then. We tend to feed on that gratuitious magic without striving to make any more. One day we wake up and find that the magic is gone. We hustle to get it back, but by then it’s usually too late, we’ve used it up. What we have to do is work like hell at making additional magic right from the start. It’s hard work, especially when it seems superfluous or redundant, but if we can remember to do it, we greatly improve our chances of making love stay.” She was unsure if that idea was profound or trite. She was only sure that it mattered.
-Tom Robbins (Still Life with Woodpecker)
Love,
Shawna
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[30 Sep 2009|09:09am] |
Holy crap, I'm in love with my boyfriend. I don't think i've ever felt this way about anybody, so i'm trying to be very careful with it. We've been together, literally, every single day for like 3 whole months and we aren't tired of each other yet. So that's a good sign I think. I'm so lucky because it's such an equal kinda love. We feel the exact same way about each other and I think that's what love is all about. In the mean time, sorry i've been so mushy lately! This whole thing has really taken me over. Completely. But, i'm so happy. Feeling vulnerable is a scary feeling, but it's worth it.
Anyway, whatever you do, do NOT watch "Worlds Greatest Dad" with Robin Williams. It's a black comedy (at first when I read that I pictured Robin Williams as the father of a bunch of black children, but really it just means dark humor) and it's highly inappropriate and creepy and a terrible movie to watch after you've smoked pot. You wanna see Robin Williams gettin busy with a young blonde? NO. Do you wanna see terrible acting and a 15 yr old boy say the word faggot over and over again? NOT REALLY. Anyway, bad, creepy movie. Come on Robin, what ever happened to Jumangi??
I'm just super stoked for the double feature of Toy Story and Toy Story2 on Friday. Now that's the kinda movie you wanna smoke pot before.
Love Always,
Shawna
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[21 Sep 2009|09:55pm] |
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Well, nows about the time of year when school kicks in for real and it kinda feels like I just got punched in the face by college. It really isn't that easy at all and it's very stressful trying to balance school and work (not to mention trying to stay on top of my booming and ever changing social life). I have a few complaints about the system.
1.) Why do professors insist on putting up coursework that is due online? I don't have the means to print and scan and duplicate and convert files and all that crap. I can't afford these things. So that means I gotta haul all my shit to campus, find an open lab, pray that a computer is open for me to use and do all my artwork/homework in front of a bunch of strangers.
2.) How am I supposed to know which documents to bring to which appointments if everything says something different online? Oh, and how do I know which appointments i'm supposed to schedule to actually GET the appointments? You need an appointment for everything. And every time you call them you just have to talk to a robot anyway, and it's no help.
Oh well, I guess I only had 2 complaints. But anyway, on the brighter side I absolutely positively am in love with my new job. There's this old chubby gay black man that comes in named Michelle, and he has no legs and is in a wheel chair. He always orders like 20 pastries and he's usually pretty sassy about it. And this other guy comes in every morning and I think he has short term memory loss or something, because he always asks me what he's supposed to be doing. He'll be like, "What do I order?" and "Do I have money to pay for this?" and "Do I have to go to work now?" But he's not just jokin around with me, he looks me in the eye all concerned with these same questions all the time. And this other guy comes in and he insists on saying "mother fuckin'" every other word. Anyway, it's a lot of fun to work on lower haight street, that's a fact. Oh yeah and my Boss actually GAVE my boyfriend half of a really strong pot brownie the other day.And then we went back to my house and had a King of the Hill marathon because we both have a crush on Hank.And each other.
Love Always,
Shawna E
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[14 Sep 2009|12:57pm] |
I saw my favorite band play all my favorite songs with all my best friends last night in the pouring down rain. Even though im still covered in temporary tattoos, my body is yellow, red and blue from the soaking wet fresh tye dye teeshirt I was wearing, and my moccasins are still filled with water, I've never been happier about feeling 13. Is there really anything better than that?
Back to reality... got a parking ticket to pay, work at 6 AM and a shit load of homework. All that aside, I can't even begin to describe how thankful I am for everything I have in my life.
Love always,
Shawna E
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[24 Aug 2009|08:22pm] |
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I just puked outside the laundry mat because I ate too many watermelon sour patch kids in one sitting. How embarrassing. And then I watched somebody step in it without knowing.
Yesterday at the bakery when it was really busy I accidentally dropped some coffee grounds on the floor, and it really pissed off Phil (he's the owner, moved from Boston, 45 yrs old, goofball), and he yelled at me. But then 5 minutes later he came up to me and hugged me and kissed me on the cheek and apologized. How precious is that? I'm just a little clumsy kid. I also look like i'm 12 even more than before now because I have to pin my bangs to the side (to avoid sweaty bang syndrome) so I look like an idiot 75% of the time now (in front of all the hot dewdz on haight street too).
Well, i'm gunna go drink wine and watch king of the hill with my best boy. He likes me even if my bangs are pinned to the side and I puke because I eat too many WSPKS. My first day of school is tomorrow, and for once I actually just don't give a damn. I'm just trying to graduate college with a C average and a decent outlook on life.
Love always,
Shawna
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[11 Aug 2009|08:43am] |
Check this out. I quit Origins (fuk thaT job) and got a job at a bakery on Haight street. UPGRADE. This means I have two weeks left with Estee Lauder, so if anyone needs any discounts speak now.
My best friend is getting married in 18 days... HOLY CRAP. I'm approx 13 years old so that really freaks me out, but I am excited about it. It keeps making me think about MY wedding and how it wont be for like 40 years and how my brothers will my bridesmaid.
I'm currently flirting with the idea of moving to Canada once I graduate college. Speaking of college, I am currently in Santa Barbara right now with zack and my mom. Zack is going to be living here now and i'm really excited for him, but i'm really gunna miss that little birthday diva (today is his bday, you should probably wish him a happy one.)
Anywho love you,
Shawna E
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[03 Aug 2009|10:14am] |
Yesterday I had a fever of 103.1, and I was freezing cold and drenched in sweat! It was awesome! & I was miserable. I came very close to fainting at work...and since I work for the spawn of satan, she was mad at me because I asked to go home. Sorry for getting the flu, how rude and inconsiderate of me. I'm gunna start looking for a new job, I refuse to sell my soul to the devil. You know they punish me when I don't lie to customers to try to swindle more money out of them? And so everyday when I get in to work there's a threat letter from my manager about how my hours are gunna get cut, or if im working with my manager she gives me a new reason why i'm probably gunna get fired. Should I wait to get fired (for no adequete reason), or should I find a new job and quit? Would I qualify for unemployment either way?
Anyway, my fever is down and my spirits are up (kinda). I watched 5 movies yesterday (castaway, cool hand luke, frequency, nacho libre, american beauty) and also like 10 episodes of Arrested Development (season 2) and drank 1 jamba juice (Dave brought it to me) and an entire jug of cranberry juice (cramps!) and I took 2 showers (I cut both of my legs while shaving...crime scene status). For a while yesterday I was absolutely delerious and I don't think I was making any sense.
Anywho, That about sums it up. I've been kinda self absorbed lately, living in my own stream of consciousness trying to find out what makes me the happiest. It's been awesome, i'm on a roll. I've never been closer with my roommates, and overall I think i've been one jolly red cheek'd shawna. Sometimes I feel like all my friends hate each other, but I don't hate any of them, in fact I love them all so that makes it a little hard on me. But i'm a trooper. I'll stay here at the epicenter.
Love,
Shawna
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[23 Jul 2009|11:25am] |
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Well, everyone has a sense of entitlement these days. Why do people think it's okay to treat other people like dog crap. I'm tired of it. I'm not talking about anyone in particlar, just the human race in general. At work, sometimes at home, amongst friends. We're all a bunch of self righteous jerks with bad attitudes and serious victim complexes. Actually, its YOUR fault your life is the way it is, not anybody elses. Unless you lived in nazi Germany as a Gay Jew. Now that guy needs a real break!
Friendship isnt about being superior or inferior. According to a young group of rotund geniuses (often referred to as The BBGs), "Never above you, never below you, always beside you." And that's a motto worth living by.
Alright, well my computer is in the livingroom and everybody is looking at me and I'm embarassed that i'm updating my Livejournal, so gotta go!
PS "If you believe in peace, act peacefully; if you believe in love, acting lovingly; if you believe every which way, then act every which way, that's perfectly valid— but don't go out trying to sell your beliefs to the system. You end up contradicting what you profess to believe in, and you set a bum example. If you want to change the world, change yourself."
-Tom Robbins
Love ya,
Shawna E
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[02 Jul 2009|08:39pm] |
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[30 Jun 2009|10:37pm] |
So, I definitely got bit on the arm by someone so hard that there is still a bruise. My coworkers think im in an abusive relationship, that's for sure. But really the problem was that a bunch of us drank Josh Mitchell's Dad's brandy. Don't ever drink dad booze. That shit fucks you up because dads know how to party. I went to warped tour super hungover, but still found the power to rock out to Bad Religion with Maggie Sweet. Rock & Roll you botch.
But anyway, besides all that I spent an entire day yesterday with someone who I thought would make for extreme awkward company, but instead I came out of it with a new friend and a new love for the wine "Big Red House" (my new nick name). And i'm kind of excited about it, but i'll keep it to myself for now. lalalalala.
Meanwhile, i'm enjoying the hell out of summer. What god damn beautiful days we've been having. The world really can be a gorgeous place if you think about it. My mind has never been so clear and I'm thrilled about being alive and being healthy and being happy. I'm so lucky to have the friends and family that I have, too. Mama Mia I lucked out on that one.
Love Always,
Shawna E
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[09 Jun 2009|11:07am] |
Woah, haven't updated in a while. I guess that's because I've been too busy having the COOLEST LIFE EVER. I feel like i'm livin in a dream where everything goes my way. I'm just waiting for it all to come crashing down. I think that's why life never brings me down too much, I don't expect a lot from it, so when things go my way it's a pleasant surprise. Low Expectations!!! New Tattoo Idea!!
SO, this weekend I have a couple days off in a row. I'm thinkin, if it's beautiful, we should probably go camping. Let me know who's down.
OH, did I mention that my friends threw me a surprise birthday party catered by los pericos? I think i'll probably just mention that in every single livejournal update until I die.
Today i'm going to take about $30 worth of cans down to the recycling place. My roommates drink a lot of beer. A LOT OF BEERS. Who knew i'd be makin money off the liverbros. Keep suckin down the suds, suckers!
single.black.independent.female.
yours truly,
Shawna E
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[31 May 2009|03:52pm] |
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THIS WEEKEND HAS BEEN ONE OF THE BEST WEEKENDS OF MY ENTIRE LIFE.
my friends are the best friends in the entire world because they throw me surprise birthday parties catered by Los Pericos and get me awesome gifts like B is for Beer (signed by T-Ro himself) and fireman figurines. I love my life. I love my son.
My friends got married, I made out with a hot dude I found at Taco Bell (c-wrap supree beans no meat) and someone asked if Alicia was Ashleys mom (lololol). Hella fights of the century, hella nudity, and 1 sick baby sea lion that was stranded on the shore. Near tears (as uje). THIS MORNING WE HAD A LOT OF BREAKFAST. On cloud muthafuckin 9 botch.
This weekend isnt even over yet. I'm going to a rock n roll show tonight and then Im gunna come home and party all night with my roommates <3
being 20 isn't so bad afterall!!!
Love you,
Shawna
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[21 May 2009|02:22am] |
We finished the video. It's pretty important to me.
Please watch.
*****Side note: Zack England was unwilling to participate in the video due to complicated reasoning.
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[15 May 2009|11:08pm] |
The dark side: I got 2 parking tickets, forgot to bring tampons to work, dropped a 5 lb weight on my pinky toe (its black), and I'm depreyprey.
The lighter side: I wrote a rap for extra credit for my Critical Thinking class about arguments and here is one line from it:
"Your argument sucks, classified absurd. The conclusion is so bad it smells like a dog turd."
anyway, quick side note---I can see the golden gate bridge and the ocean from my balcony.
okay here's another line from my rap
"Do you believe in God? Do you believe in the Devil? I believe in not believing, I was born a rebel."
Picture this: Gary Bonetti and Zack England in booty shorts and bandannas for the music video. No seriously, i'll have it up on youtube by next week.
Love,
Shawna
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[12 May 2009|10:27am] |
I gave birth to twin wire hangovers
Now I am a personal space invader
I’ve classes I’ve finals due
I have lots and lots of problems
Lookout
Lookout
Lookout
Lookout
How can you put that straw up your nose
When you know how coke is manufactured?
It’s made by children for the immature
It’s made by babies who’ve been captured
It’s a sin against your fellow man
It’s a sin against your fellow man
Welcome to this world have as much fun as you would like
While helping others have as much fun as you’re having
Be kind to those you love
And be kind to those you don’t
But for God’s sake you gotta be kind.
And respectful because we’re all one soul
Be the best fucking human that you can be!
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