The lighting is bad at the library, I look oddly gothic:
At the MFA reading last night I got a shout-out. A grad student that I'm friends with thanked me over the microphone for coming. It was half weird, half delightful considering the vast majority of MFAers have no idea who I am.
I'm a greasy puppy unable to shower and at the library trying to do work [and failing]. In part this is due to the girl near by listening to LOUD Staind songs on repeat. Blech.