So, I'm in Louisville. Work is going ok. The people at the theatre think I'm really strange, so I guess I'll have to stop talking. Or something. I'm not over exaggerating. But maybe I really do need to tone it down. For instance, we were talking about presidents, and I said that I own a small bust of George Washington, and then everyone pretty much cleared out of the meeting. I didn't think it was that weird, but I was watching this episode of Will and Grace this morning while eating pancakes (at least I'll always have pancakes) in which Grace was on a date with this man who just threw weird stuff like that out there, and I felt uncomfortable even though it was TV. So maybe that's what I do to people.
If it weren't for Adam and Damir, I'd be S.O.L. as far as people who like doing stuff that I do, such as sitting at this bar in the middle of a neighborhood called Germantown. All the time.
And I've had a lot of epiphs about what it is that I want to do with theatre. And about why I'm not a playwright yet.
And I've always wanted to go somewhere new and do something I was interested in, and be on my own but still have a couple of peeps to hang out with, so that is what this summer is. I can't wait to see you guys in the fall.
Love,
Me
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Amy,
It's because of the weird things that you just throw out there, that I love you. Just accept that not all people are cool enough to be around you.
you forgot me.
you'll always have pancakes. and. me.
silly goose. come to europe. i'll hang out with you. besides, i'm cooler than damir.
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