I know. You never thought I'd say that, did you?
But unfortunately, it is possible. Last night marked the night that Erika were supposed to attend the Emilie Autumn concert I mentioned here... but there was so much snow that we were trapped on the road and had to stop in one of the many hole-towns that surround ours.
So, instead of dancing and singing and attending a glorious concert... we took photos in parking lots.
The waitress did look a bit surprised when I asked for crayons, but I was wearing cat ears... so she probably expected something of the kind. The two go well together.
Was this karma? Payback for all the times I've wished for snow, and no one else has? Perhaps. However, my other conclusion is that... it was the lipstick.
Yes. Remember this post? The last time I got snowed in somewhere? (Yes. Apparently this is becoming a semi-frequent event now.) I was wearing this same lipstick.
I'm a little bit frightened to wear it again now... what else might it jinx?
In other (less depressing) news: I have now rejoined the technological world! (All the better to share my continuing failiures, right?)
Seriously, though. Really, weather?