I have the coolest jacket evar.
Well, once I got that huge splotch of white paint on my only long-surviving jacket (my jackets have high casualty rates...as do my shoes...and my pants), I thought it was dead. Then Greg and I started talking about this girl who had a shirt she paid $45 for because it had five cents of paint splattered on it, so we got the idea of splattering my jacket with white and gray paint. It looks kind of winter-camo-ish. Only not really, because I didn't want to steal too much paint from Lee (the play's paintmaster). But then, I got home and made a super good looking "YARR" on the back, in bright red, highlighted with darker red. I feel like...no...I AM the coolest person in the world right now. With the coolest jacket. This lady that lives in my house says I can't wear it every day, like I usually do, because "it makes me look like a homeless person." Screw that. What homeless person has a big YARR on their back!? Well, a homeless pirate would, I guess. Hirate! Nah, doesn't work. In any case, I'll wear it tomorrow. I'll see what people say, and report my findings.