i don't care if southpark has a funny episode that talks about aids.

you know what i don't want to hear?

you being a douchebag on the train saying things like "are you positive?"  "i'm hiv positive."

seriously?

i thought about embarrassing them and their pop culture antics, but didn't have emotional energy to pull up all the statistics in my brain and conjure up enough attitude to be the cool, condescending girl. 

but next time i will.

i hate idiots.

and amazingly enough, they are always wearing yankees hats.

shocking.

i just saw a raccoon on the sidewalk.

awesome.

and when i said i was sad that new york doesn't really have a "springtime", i did not mean that i want it to be 40 degrees and coat wearing time again. thankyouverymuch.

i started watching gossip girl tonight.

i know it's lame.

totally lame, but the girls at work convinced me to watch it.

it makes my life seem like so much less drama. thank, god.

before i came home from work, i got over $200 worth of clothing.

it was free.

i love my job. it's totally boring, but they give me money and free clothing.

what could be better?

the amazing thing though, is that when you get free clothing, you are extremely particular with what you buy. all my life i wasted money on clothing that was "ok" and now that i get free clothing i am so picky with what i get. the clothes aren't always my style, but whatever.

i think  am getting excited about touring in august. i don't know. a month in germany and austria? i think it might be lonely, but i will try my best.

excited to swap new york for hamburg.

i'm ready to move out of southern brooklyn.

north, here i come.

ug. but my lease isn't up until the end of november.

and i think i am spending the end of november on tour who knows where in europe.

but now i can luckily recruit a group of guys to help me move.

powers of manipulation and charm. 

plus one.

today, jack nicholson and i were watching the same group of guys break dancing.

awesome.

even though, the true hip hop world does not approve of the term "break dancing".

i learned this in my quest of a college degree.

today, jack nicholson and i were watching the group of guys b-boying.

is that right?

i don't know.

i got sunburned from being in the park for four hours today.

thank god i kept that leather jacket on.

it provided awesome tan lines.

it passed 80 degrees today.

seriously.

why does spring not exist in new york?

i remember many days in champaign lounging on the quad in a light jacket.

basically, here there is only summer and winter.

parka or tank top.

but i guess that means it's barbeque season here. which is  big deal.

i went to one last weekend and have another this weekend.

if you have any place to keep a grill, that is reason enough to celebrate.

bret and i are eating lunch tomorrow. then wandering through the park.

yesterday he made $60 fiddling around in central park.

my roommate wanted us to go and dance around in the park and be all modern dance-y and see if anyone would give us money.

but when people just start dancing, on-lookers give the "artists are crazy" look to each other.

someone remind me what art is supposed to be again.

also, i am trying to be less melodramatic in life.

ha. we'll see how that works out.