Living in vanity for a while.

Sunday: Went into town again. Went looking for the sheet music store in Harvard Square, only to discover that it had turned into a shoe shop. (jenett, mourn with me!) Went to the Harvard Bookstore instead. Even limiting myself to the used books section is deeply dangerous, though I did pick up both volumes of Maus, which we have needed to have for some time. Then met rosefox and Aussie Joe and wispfox and others for dinner. I note that scissors are not the sort of tool I would normally use for cutting up my noodles.

Saw Kung Fu Hustle today. Man, that's one weird flick. Discussed all kinds of things tangentially off it with suzimoses on the way home, though.

My powders arrived. Between that and the stuff I did with whispercricket on Saturday, I'm probably capable of being ready for Midsummer. I'd still like to do some other things for it, but at least I'm capable of handling it in theory. In practice, being saner would probably be a help.

I think tomorrow I'm going to plan to rehenna the hair. Whether this will work out I don't know, but some of the stuff I want to do for Midsummer (in theory) arguably wants the rehennaing, and I want to cut my damn bangs, which again wants rehennaing first while they're still long enough for me to pull them back easily.

It is too damn hot. Shower may fix some of that. Shower, ritual, bed. No, wait. Pills, shower, ritual, bed.