Hello world. What Up.
I am currently trying not to shit my pants because I finally found the new Tarantino script. I’m also Literally trying not to shit my pants because my three suite mates have been using the bathroom right after one another, not giving me time to slip in. Dinner was…filling. Anyway. Sorry. About that.
So today is Wednesday and its usually easily the shittiest day of the week, five classes starting at 8 am, no rest at all. However, for some reason, I feel quite energized and enthusiastic right now. Its 18:13 o’clock and I’ve already worked out, done my work, and am commencing chillage right now. I’m fairly confident that my newly gained freshness, or positive outlook on mundane realities, comes from the fact that I exercise every day now. Its quite rewarding. And believe me, when I say, that if you want to work out, and need the perfect music to do so – Download (or Purchase) the Mother Fucking Fight Club Soundtrack by The Dust Brothers.
It is easily the greatest album of All Time. Yes. I said that. With confidence. (Edit: Future Marco – Ok, maybe not the Greatest of all time, but its pretty Elite.)
Anyway. After weeks of giving up on finding the new Tarantino script, I finally tried again, after a phone call with my friend Pedro sparked the topics’ rebirth. After 3 seconds, literally, I found it. Its already up here, on my box widget, to the right, for you to download. (over here —->.) (Edit: somewhere on this page.)
I’m still not sure whether I will actually rip into it quite yet. I really want to experience a film of his without any foreknowledge whatsoever, seeing as I haven’t done that since Jackie Brown, really. Whoa.. Anyway, I’ll probably spoil the fuck out of it for myself within 48 hours. (Edit: Yes, I did. And now I am in Ecuador, a year later, and the movie will come out while I am here. There is no way to describe the anger I feel. But I’m still excited.)
Okay, enough bullshit, I’m going to the bathroom.
