Achingly cold and happy

I had a lovely day today. Originally, I was supposed to see sir_graeme for brunch, but we both wimped out, after seeing the torrents of snow come cascading down on the city -- and then Debbie, a high school friend of mine, called, and suggested us taking photos together.

So I trudged out into the blizzard, and we talked and froze and ate at a diner and then I took a bunch more photos. And then we watched Buffy episodes and talked some more, and I babbled about Neil, and she said, "he sounds rare." That made me beam with happiness. Because he is so very rare. I'm so looking forward to him moving in!

Anyway, there were one or two more photos on the way home, and a crisp night slushing on virtually emptied streets. My bones hurt, but I'm happy. And I'll show y'all some of the photos as soon as I figure out how to convert the RAW files -- I'm gonna be dangerous once I get to really work with RAW format (it's like the equivalent of having a negative and being able to play with shadows/contrast/light, far better than you can with JPG files.)

Edit: but there might not be that many photos, since I now realize that taking photos while snow is still falling makes the city look like it has dandruff...