Lightning Fluxuation

today was loads of fun. opened the shop at 8am, got my paperwork in [hooray for getting paid], had a good time making drinks and such. i invented a drink today! actually, does it count as inventing if you make something that already exists, but you have absolutely no knowledge of it because you know virtually nothing about coffee? well, if it does, i invented a drink today. our store manager, nikkie, wrote 'dark chocolate salted caramel' as the chocolate of the day, but the owner read it as the drink of the day and thought it sounded good. so i made it happen. it's a mochaccino. is that a thing?

for the record, i am shamelessly posting this the next day.

after work i headed to safeway with the intention of going in to get kale, collard greens, and some stuff to make sandwiches. as per usual, i ended up buying an exorbitant amount of food because i kept seeing stuff i like for good prices. it's good though, i probably won't have to go to the store in a while now. i got christin ribs for dinner, and she ate 'em like a boss. got home at about 6:30 and unloaded my 6-7 bags of delectable sustenance and immediately headed over to justin's place to meet up and head to a show. i was mad late, but apparently it didn't matter because he was still fussing over his nails.

just so you know, his favorite color is not red, but you certainly wouldn't know it from looking at him tonight. anyway, we headed up to baltimore [ottobar] for the show, which was good fun. i kind of thought it was going to be weird and awkward going up in a full car with two people i had never met before, but i must've forgotten the whole 'they are justin's friends' thing, and we have a similar sense of humor, so of course we hit it off well enough. got to the show and watched a bad and slightly homophobic version of good charlotte, a singer-songwriter-improv guitarist chick who looked like darlene from roseanne, justin's drone/electronics project, justin's friend's band, and one of the worst pop punk acts i've ever seen.

let's talk about the latter, shall we?

to begin with, the drummer was playing on what was at least a $5,000 drum kit from ocdp. and he sounded like he just started playing yesterday. and justin told me that he had been playing as long as him [at least 15 years]. that just makes me cry a bit, and die a little inside. anyway, the bass player was like funkmaster flex without the funk and with a lot of douche and sunglasses to match. imagine tom cruise, circa oprah's couch, on stage with a bass guitar in his hands. trying to be roger from less than jake. and the singer was a kinda beefy dude with a 'taking back sunday' shirt, playing a clean-toned guitar. they were called 'bad idea.' i agree.

after the show, we headed to an obscenely overpriced hipster diner called 'papermoon,' and i had a $6.50 grilled cheese sandwich [it was pretty good, though] and about half of kaitlyn's alfredo pasta. that was good, too. we talked about world religion, vegetarianism, and kurt cobain. it was quite enjoyable. i got home at about 3am, thanks to high's and safeway's gas pumps being closed late at night. who does that? went immediately to sleep. the end! long night, good night, justin had a great set. megan was there too, but she peaced out early. yep.