May I point out that I actually hate these furry little masked bastards and actually ranted about them in an earlier post :'D
There is no possible way that this journal can contain the ungodly love that I have for everyone's favourite masked scavengers, raccoons. I love them so much, in fact, that every week I leave presents for them amongst my garbage, which they are totally welcome to get into and scatter all over my lawn. They are just so adorable, with their fluffy striped tails and masks... it gives them a sense of INTRIGUE and MYSTERY, the likes of which the animal kingdom has never seen before!
Indeed, these amazingly multitalented creatures completely govern my life. Every waking moment is spent worshipping the ground they walk on. Every little action is a blessing upon my cold empty life which is devoid of nothing if not utter devotion for these beings.
...OKAY I CAN'T WRITE ANY MORE.
DONE!