And I walk alone tonight outside my house and outside my mind

Shows quite frankly piss me off. I always seem to be in a bad mood at a show. I just hate the whole scenario. Sometimes I walk around outside to calm me down. Its nice when it's cold because then I'm forced to cheer up fast. Last night I went on a walk. But truly not because I was in a bad mood. Bryan had left his camera in my purse and I figured I'd go take pictures while he was watching some band. So I went outside and started wandering around the East Village. I'm not very smart to do this all the time, seeing as it was dark cold and I'm a 110 pound girl alone downtown. Smoooooth. But I've never been raped killed or kidnapped. So whatever! I was walking around trying to find good stuff to take pictures of. It was kind of hard since it was so dark out, and flash makes everything icky. So I ended up with a lot of neon and streetlight lit signs and parking meters. Taking a picture of the rainbow sign outside of the gay bar (hahah I took that one just so that Bryan would be reallllllly happy when he turned on his camera...hahahahah), I met a girl. She was walking around with a really nice digital SLR and taking pictures as well. Her name is Ashley and she works at Starbucks. Her brother got a camera and doesn't know how to use it and just has it to have one. She spent the past few days taking pictures in the skywalks. Friday she drove past the Historical Building and wanted to take pictures on the top of it, but her camera battery died just then. I'm not stalking this girl, I'll probably never see her again in my life. She's only been to House of Bricks once and seems a little Hot Topic. But just because we were both walking around taking pictures of gay bars and shoes on benches we were able to get a conversation going. It was so weird to me that I learned more about her in about ten minutes than I know about a lot of people I've known for years. I guess that's the way you make friends when you don't have to go to school. I went back inside and of course I was asked what was wrong. I'm obviously not very good at hiding my emotions and people have started to notice I go outside when I'm upset. After a little convincing I proved to them that I was in fact feeling fabulous. And that was that. The pictures I took weren't exactly good by any means. Maybe one of a parking meter with a blurry blood center in the backround was cool, but the others were below mediocre and looked like I was trying too hard. Which I was. But at the end of the night I ended up with a good parking meter picture, frostbite, a break from the smoky air, and a picture that Bryan continued to show off throughout the night. Of course it was of him, but whatever I took it. Hahahah, score. So I guess I shouldn't ever go into shows but rather wander around downtown. I have a feeling I'm going to spend a lot of time alone down there, it's super nice. I love downtown more than anything.