i totally had a dream about brad pitt last night. hush, don't tell anybody. nothing steamy happened, i just needed to cuddle.

it's summer in nyc. i know this because i gag when passing garbage cans and mysterious air conditioner water drips on me from the sky.

we had dinner at mamoun's tonight. 2 falafels and a baklava for $5. dude. then we people watched at washington square park.
we walked all up and down 8th street while bryan helped me shop for cute non-sporty flip flop-type sandals but every style i liked was sold out in my size.
guess i gotta go pull my old navy ones out of the donations garbage bag i have sitting in the garage.

my life is so glamorous.