Actually, the end result made me unhappy, but I was happy at first.
On my walk (went a total of 7 miles roundtrip to get myself a treat for dinner, I felt I deserved it even though it cost too much,) while by campus, I passes a street musician, Just after I passed, he added the lines "rock on, honey," directed at me, to his song. I turned around and flashed the horns, he flashed back.
Sad because the last money I have left is reserved for the bus to the therapist on Saturday, I couldn't afford to tip him, as much as I wanted to give him a fiver for making my day.