Yesterday was a pretty good day. I went to the mall to buy phone minutes after getting cut off in the middle of a conversation with bloodlette. I sat down at a table at Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf and wrote several pages of comic script that I'm really very happy with. Then I came back here, stared at a fire in the Second Life Dune sim for a few hours while taking screencaps from Vertigo.
I did end up watching the Martin Scorsese documentary on Val Lewton, and I'm very glad I did.
It's now been one solid week of people not noticing my haircut. I've found that, when dry, it looks fairly ridiculous, poofing out on the sides like Dr. Wily, except with hair on top. I probably ought to mind. And yet I don't.
So ends this blog entry.