the hair is red, except for the ends, which are still brown. it was briefly orange, which was kinda silly but didn't look as bad as it could have.

I haven't actually done anything recently which could possibly merit a journal entry: pity, that. I bought a new modem cable, mind, since I broke the old one, and have been spending solid hours hunched over my nice new dictionary going "and /what/ radical is /that/ supposed to be?", "Does 'watsu' mean anything, or have i just invented it?"

That, and making up the plot of gouhou drug: boy shivers in snow. other boy picks him up. look, fish! oops, skipped a few chapters. go back. man-who-looks-like-girl talks to man-with-sunglasses. man-with-sunglasses puts moves on snow-boy. snow-boy goes chibi to express shock.

and so on. thing about it is, i seriously wonder what exactly they're selling in that drugstore. Because it seems to have one hell of an effect on the workers...

...And i'm going to be gone from tomorrow, and thus will miss all the news from Otakon. This also means i'll have one hell of a lot of posts to catch up on when i get back. One whole week, yo. Too damn long.

One whole week, moreover, complete with chibis. Well, kids from about ten to eighteen, some of whom could technically count as chibi. I just hope none of them get over-interested in my reading matter if it's G.D., where the UST hangs thick. Or maybe it only seems so to my jaded view. I don't know.

Sleep... sleep good. I'll miss y'all. Try and miss me, or say you did for the benefit of my ego. ^_^