there's something to wearing a scarf that is longer than you are tall, eating a bag of gummi bears, and listening to italian folk music. simultaneously.
i saw harold and maude with evan on saturday night, and im still loving life, days later.
my desk is still reasonably clean.
i might have a job as an office manager at a prominent summer program in new england this summer.
i heard my arrangement played back by real musicians today in jazz orchestra.
i miss the ocean.
i have a red pen.
and 4 red gummi bears left.