Take heart

It's all roses from here on out.   At least until next year, but that's a long way away.

In other news, I've found another way to waste my time and have guiltless fun doing so.  A fantasy music league! I can be in some sort of fantasy league that doesn't involve sports, and pretend to be an A&R person, all for like ten dollars. I love the Internet, just a little bit.

I started my Black & White Processing photo class tonight. It involves view cameras with 4x5  negatives, and twin lens reflex cameras, which I can't load to save my life. It's also going to make saving money a shining impossible dream for the next three months. I'm scared to death that I'm not going to get it, but I also have that good nervous energy about it that I had when I started my first photography class, so maybe that's a good sign. I'm also taking digital photography, which should be a blast. In one of the moments of synchronicity that have graced my life lately, my friend Andrew and I were sitting in the deli eating brunch a couple weeks ago, and we were talking about my photo program, which he'd graduated from. The tables at the Parkway are very close together, and we are neither of us quiet people. Just aren't, and nor could we be accused of being bland or even altogether inoffensive conversationalists, just sayin'. Anyway, this girl at the table next to us started talking to us, and it turns out that she's taking the digital class I'm enrolled in. We were all amazed by the coincidence, and she was cool so it was nice to talk to her and now she'll know someone in the class already, which she seemed to enjoy. And now I'm just convinced that she's going to be my new best friend and we're going to stroll around endlessly talking about our lives and taking pictures of each other. Or, maybe not, but at least I'll have a new person to talk to. And then a couple of days later, Andrew couldn't stand not being a part of this elite club, and he signed up too. I think this is going to be fun.

Representative chat:
Him: We're in a CLASS TOGETHER.
ME: Yes.
Him: We can get COMPUTERS NEXT TO EACH OTHER. HEEHEE.
ME: And giggle like the school girls we are.
Him: And giggle like the little school girls we are.
ME: Nice. Looks like that'll happen.
Him: I'll wear pigtails and my short skirt.
ME: Again?

I'm missing the first night of class,  because I don't miss a Chili Peppers concert and the opportunity to see Anthony Kiedis in his little arm socks for anyone or anyTHING, yo.

A seat had better be saved for me in that classroom, though, or some big tall guy is getting his pigtails chopped off.

Speaking of photographs, I submitted to JPG again. Vote for "Street Peace" if you're feeling charitable. I don't think it's a bad shot. Also, I put a photo of my leg on Flickr.  I guess I have to give up my Miss Thirtysomething Maryland crown, now. Oh, the shame.

And speaking of photos, here's some from what finally looks like winter, 'round here, where we definitely do stay up very, very, very, very late:

I worked on my syllabus all day Sunday at Caribou Coffee while it snowed. These girls had a rockin' snowball fight outside and I caught it through the window.

I took my picture in a case full of buddha statues, because that just seemed like good karma that I totally need at this point.

Trees. Snow. Windshield. Art? Crap? Toss-up.

My dog in a golf shirt that he appears to have outgrown over the holidays. I'll refrain from asking you how cute he is, because you would surely go on for such an embarrassingly long time time that I'd have to stop you, and does the world really need any more small, awkward moments? I thought not.

And that's all, I think. I might actually try to sleep now.   

 

Comments

[Kbee]

Mmmm... arm socks...

[Karen McCarthy]

Now I totally have "Counting Crows" stuck in my head. Thank you SO much.