So, what happened during my extended weekend?
Friday, I had my hair cut. I didn't want to, but I needed to have some photographs taken and wanted my appearance to match (as closely as possible) the last set of photos I'd had. So after lunch, I went to a barber shop and told the lady to cut it "not terribly short" but to get it up off my ears and clean up the back, top, front, etc., which she then condensed to "cut the wavy hair off, right?" I reluctantly acknowledge that, yes, this was indeed what I was asking for. So now I again look like I do in this older icon. The past few days I've found myself trying to do thinks to hair I no longer have. It's weird. I want my hair back. Thankfully, hair grows. Anyway, afterward I went home and changed my shirt, because no matter what they do, you always wind up with annoying itchy clippings in your shirt, then wen to a photo place to get passport photos, which is why I cut the bloody hair to begin with. They turned out OK. I look less hideous than in my previous set.
Friday evening I had dinner with baranoouji
,his brother John, damian792
, and becca5
. Then we came back to my apartment to watch a movie. We watched Sneakers
, which I purchased on the way home, along with Shaun of the Dead
, volumes 4 and 5 of the Gunslinger Girl
manga, and a new notebook (because I will soon run out of space in my current one). Drinks were provided by some of the others, as I have plentiful stock of hard liquor, but rarely keep beer or wine around.
Saturday I attempted to go to a camera store in Sterling, only to discover that said store no longer existed (or at least not in the location it occupied last time I visited. So I burned gasoline unnecessarily. The only thing I accomplished during the day was to get lunch, which I could easily have done here in Arlington. That evening, I went to Fast Eddie's in Fairfax with Tom, John, and Cav. Pranas came by for a while.We shot some pool and played darts. It was good. I don't see some members of that group too frequently anymore.
Yesterday I met up with Tom and Cav again, this time in Chantilly to eat buffalo wings and watch football. Julia came, too, but just to eat lunch. She called me and asked if I could give Tom a ride home afterward, so they could come in one car and she could just leave. I said that was fine. Gorged on wings, which I hadn't eaten in a while. Pats won, so that was good. On the way out there, I stopped by the Penn Camera in Fair Lakes, to do what I couldn't do Saturday (i.e. fiddle with prospective cameras). I played with Pentax, Sony, Canon, and Nikon DSLRs; discovered my mind had not changed, which was what I'd been seeking to confirm.
Last night I went to the Flying Fish for dinner. Sushi and a few beers. I sat in the downstairs (smoking) bar. There was a young attractive woman (ca. my age) there wearing a garment that can best be described as the top half of a hoodie. One of those looks designed to show oneself off, I guess. I found her presence to be more of an annoyance than anything else. She was drunk and loud. Lot's of people at the bar were drinking "sake bombs," which looked fun.
But back to me. Apparently the sushi chefs got slammed about the same time I placed my order, and my sushi took forever
. And by the time mine was made, they'd run out of shrimp. But it was OK, what I got sans shrimp was just enough, since I'd had a big lunch. Also, the delay kept me there longer, which was good from another standpoint. I'd brought one of my Saw Doctors Cd's with me because last time I was there I'd told Marcie (one of the bartenders) that I would bring one for her to borrow. Marcie's been in Oregon visiting her father and North Carolina visiting her mother for the past few weeks. I'd thought she would be back last night, which is why I went. But she wasn't working. She actually did show up later, and after having her kidnapped from one conversation with me and having to wait while fucking everyone
said hello, I got to talk to her and give her the CD. She said she was going to bring me a disc to listen to, I guess I'll stop by the bar one night this week to pick it up. Then she asked me over to a table where she and some of her friends were sitting. So I joined them. When Marcie and her friends left to go back to someone's house, I got out of there and came home. Marcie's reaction to my loan of the CD was... strange. She seemed moved...or touched...or something. Hard to describe. She thanked me, but not an off-handed or habitual "thanks." It was very serious and sincere-sounding. Don't know what to make of that. *shrug*
Marcie agrees that I should let my hair grow out again, and also opines that I should bring back my sideburns. Marcie wouldn't know, because last time we saw each other was before we left for out respective trips, but I cut my sideburns off in Oregon, before going to Andy and Theresa's wedding. Because three days before, a stylist had thinned them significantly. They looked very much in-progress at that point, so I decided to cut them off, reckoning no sideburns would look better than crappy ones. This I did in spite of the fact that only the previous week a positive judgment had been passed on said facial hair, and I regretted my decision almost immediately. But again, thank god, hair grows back. The sideburns, too, shall return.
Today was quiet. I did laundry. I also bought a camera, which is predicted to arrive in 7-10 business days. Got a good price.
So to recap: I changed my looks (though not by choice). I had fun with friends. Soon I will have a new toy to play with. Things are pretty good. I'm going to go find something to eat now.