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.
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