You made me work for what I couldn't have

Diamonds cut but coal burns, and nothing lasts forever.

So, it's snowing pretty viciously outside. Since I just got my car back, and I know how my car operates, I don't want to drive it home.

Derek came and brought me lunch (I had Garbanzo for the first time in MONTHS! It's bizarre going from The Royal Falarmily...a pun I'm still SO FUCKING PROUD OF...to never eating there ever again. I'm a shitload more sensitive to weird things like that than I'd care to admit), and he's going to take me home and take me to work in the morning.

A fellow came in and paid his rent, and chatted with me for a little bit about being a singer, and he told me that he's going to be performing in a few days, and would I happen to know anybody that knows of band photographers? Fortuitous! So I gave him my card. And he serenaded me. I was fucking impressed. He really can sing, and it takes more than a decent voice for me not to feel embarrassed for someone when they sing in front of me. There are notable exceptions to that rule, however. I like listening to Allen sing, and I loved listening to Dan sing, even though, as he very well knows, he's tone deaf. But it made me happy.

The Butterfly Pavilion yesterday would have been ten times more fun if I hadn't been such a fucking tired, grumpy bunny. I haven't even looked through my photos yet to see if there are any that I liked. I was mad that I couldn't get my camera to behave itself for me, and when I went to use my macro setting on my tele lens, my hands were too shaky for it to be of any use. The blurry pictures I took would have been great, though. Take my word for it. I'm going to go through those photos tonight and edit them.

I had a fantastic girl night with Tosh on Thursday before I went and had dinner with Derek. We got our nails done, got our eyebrows done, and generally just made ourselves pretty. We're trying to make it so we go back and do this every few weeks, because it sucks not to be able to hang out with each other. I really fell off of the whole having friends thing during school. I don't mean to alienate everybody, but I do, because I have to. Stevie and Tom and Mike are different, because we all study together. But outside of that group, nobody wants to hang out with me, because my nose is always stuck in some book learning about some thing that I'm going to forget as soon as I take my test. C'est la vie, I suppose.

I'll post those butterfly pictures later tonight. I already know I'm going to fucking hate them. An amazing hoto start to 2014!!