...is gradually becoming the greatest. Summer's only a week away, and between Foster the People and Ocean City for a week, my season of refuge is already looking more exciting than ever. Unfortunately plans for Lollapalooza fell through, but there's a new music festival in Delaware beginning this year that has thankfully been receiving less press than it deserves. Trips to the Baltimore inner harbor will be frequent. Hoping to scope out attractions and restaurants to keep me going for the next four years. And a Hopkins shirt that actually fits, darn washer. The resume is on the ready, so hopefully either Petsmart, or Harris Teeter will lend a hand in chipping away at that little debt I'm about to inherent. There's also the benefit of my brother being unemployed, so the house should be more lively than ever. We haven't had a real family vacation in over four years, and I have yet to leave the vast parking lot of a country in which we so joyously live, but hopefully I'll have the opportunity to study abroad some time soon. The summer movie season is looking strong this year, though I'm still banking on Life of Pi being the dark horse of the year and surprise oscar contender, given how strong screening reactions have been. So bagging groceries, Dark Knights, the defacement of one of the greatest sci-fi films of all time (please don't be as bad as they say, Prometheus), city trips, and music festivals all lie in store! Look at that, some optimism!
In other news, I too advocate flat tax rates and the civil liberties of squirrels.
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