Oh look, it's after 1 a.m. and I'm still awake. And doing stuff.

Some things I learned today:

Don't talk about personal stuff when you're at work and you're hormonal.

It's dangerous to cry and drive. Even more so than talking and driving.

I have never benefitted from waiting for a man. Ever.

Love isn't about finding "the one," the one with whom everything clicks and is perfect from the beginning. It may seem like that's what it is at the start, but that's just infatuation. In the long run, love is about creating a connection with another person, one that allows you and that other person to share a part of yourselves that you both generally keep hidden from the world. Compassion, tenderness ... these can be the manifestations of this connection.

Even if it doesn't work out, the creation of that connection is not a waste of time.

Grasshoppers are kinda pretty, and neat to watch, but I don't want them in my bedroom.

If you have one of those new-fangled cars that have a lot of nifty electronic stuff in it (e.g. electronic display of mileage, cd player, power locks, and other stuff), you cannot let it sit for more than a week without the battery going dead. If you do, and it's dead enough, it doesn't matter if you get a jump or not, it probably won't start again after you turn it off.

Insomnia sucks. I'm glad I don't have to be awake and conscious at the same time tomorrow.