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Stuff's happened. I promised to update.

Friday was the big day. Meredith and I headed into the city with Mom so I could finally get my hair chopped off. Meredith agreed that Devachan is the kind of place they used to take people on Fashion Emergency. That’s why I love it there. She read magazines while I got my hair cut. As promised, I cut quite a bit off. My hair was about a third of the way down my back, give or take a few inches. Now it falls just below my chin. I really like it. It’s exactly what I needed.

Then Mom took Meredith and me around SoHo. We went to Anne Taylor Loft (Mom bought blue pants), H&M (I bought a skirt and two sweaters, Meredith bought a t-shirt, a skirt, sunglasses and a barrette), Urban Outfitters, Anna Sui and a few others places I can’t remember. On the way to lunch, we saw Carl Lagerfeld (I think), who is apparently a very important guy at Chanel. Meredith and my mom both freaked out. Anyway, after some confusion, we went to lunch at this restaurant called Jerry’s, which had very good, but expensive, fries. Then we went to a rock photo gallery and a very strange, very Japanese store that may or may not have been called Robo Monkey. Then we left the city.

On the way home, there was some drama over whether or not I could go to Dan’s house. This is drama I still don’t completely understand, but I believe it has something to do with my mother thinking I’m gaining some sort of "reputation" (beats me) from hanging out with the boys every weekend. There was also some issue involving their right to “guy time”, but seeing as neither Meredith nor my mother have ever hung out with me, Joel, Dan, and Alex they have no way of knowing that when I’m there, it’s still guy time. So I forgive them.

Either way, I ended up going to Dan’s, much to my parents’ chagrin. We worked on Project Punk on and off and also watched X2, which is still among the best superhero movies ever. My hair got a good reception. Alex said it makes me look younger, whatever that means. Also, I found out that Meredith was right about something. But it was a very enjoyable evening.

Then I came home, re-read half of Superman For All Seasons and went to sleep.

Yesterday, Dad and I went out to do basically nothing. We made a trade at the WalMart on 22 and had lunch at Friday’s, during which we discussed the Thompson Twins and Tal Bachmann. We went to Montclair to pick up his car from the dealership, and I watched cheerleading there. Then we picked up JT so I could take him to Saturdays in Motion, which is where I volunteer. Zarine was back, so it was pretty fun.

After that, JT’s dad picked us up and dropped us in Somerville for some fun vintage escapades. JT and I had dinner at a nice Cuban restaurant and then went to the Goodwill. I got a kick-ass polka dotted skirt for five bucks, and JT bought some ironic t-shirts and a preppy red sweater. Then we headed off to Neet Stuff, which is a very cool but very expensive vintage store packed with lots of stuff. We browsed and talked to the owner and his wife. I read Christian propaganda comics, which were hilarious. In one (Angel of Light, it was called) the last page had a step-by-step method for getting into Heaven, and then said: DO YOU ACCEPT JESUS CHRIST AS YOUR PERSONAL LORD AND SAVIOUR? and then had boxes when you could check 'Yes' or 'No'. It was outstanding. Anyway, JT ended up buying some pins, an N*Sync shirt and a plastic Batman lunchbox, and I bought a Radio Shack ad/Superman comic, scans of which are now up at scans_daily for your viewing pleasure.

So...that brings us up to speed on my weekend. Happy Purim/Easter, you Judeo-Christians.