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i didn't make good on my plan to load pictures this weekend. woops.

i get atleast two compliments on my fedora every time i wear it. best purchase of the summer and summer hasn't even started.
blank white/grey v-necks and henleys with board shorts or my grey cut offs and my fedora are my summer uniform. i'll avoid shoes as much as possible, too. i'm trying for a full blown flip flop tan by the end of the week.

last night, on the way to Wal-Mart (for bagels, cream cheese and sushi. i'm so healthy), there were two guys on motorcycles. the first was on a kawasaki and drivin' like a douche. the second was a long-haired biker on a chopper, lookin' bad ass. the guy on the chopper sped up a bit to drive next to the guy on the kawasaki. i thought they must be buddies. then, the guy on the kawasaki RAMMED SIDEWAYS INTO THE BIKER.
the biker just pulled back a little (next to me), laughed, and waved to the guy. what the fuuuck?

i had a dream with EVERYONE i currently know. it was ridiculous and everyone had the best clothes on. most people were in summer clothes (bathing suits, short short board shorts, tank tops). i was having a beer with my dad and waiting for some funnel cake. the craziest dressed people in the dream: Kenny wearing khaki zip-off cargo pants and a neon yellow long-sleeve tshirt with a hood (hood up, of course) and the crazy foreign girl that lives across the hall from me with a full eskimo-style parka (furry hood up, of course).


i'm in a Goucher play at 8:00pm may 8th, 9th and 10th.
this time, you won't risk our friendship if you skip it. i would skip it. it's 3 plays written by students. mine is the first, the worst and the shortest (clockin' in at 10 minutes total). my director is scheduling far too many rehearsals. we could honestly do the damn thing tonight and it would be no different than if we practiced every night for two weeks.
so over Goucher and how much they underestimate me. can't wait to escape to Towson and own their theatre department.