How exactly does my brain work?

Yesterday evening at 11:30 I suddenly decided that I'm not happy with amazons 'we don't know when we'll send it out' concerning OoP. So I just had to get up and phone the local bookstore to find out when it's open today so I can go there and ask.

I'm really mental.

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Would it be very bad to send my friends this link? (Only really works with IE)

I guess it would, especially considering one of them told me last week that she got instructions how to create a new folder (in windows). And all the others who wanted to know how to work this miracle were told that she had written it down and would bring it with her the next day.

A lot of BLA

I really thought it may cool down, until I found out that this weekend the annual wave-gothic-treffen takes place again.
With hundreds of people running around dressed in black and wearing outfits made of very heavy materials, what else could there be than a blazing sun on a cloudless sky?
As this seems to happen every year, some people had ...interesting ideas. - I never knew that it's possible to make ice out of absinthe (but then, I never knew there are more than 80 different types of absinthe either).

These things I found out when I went to the bookstore. I'll get OotP there on the 21st! No waiting for amazon and the postman!

And before I got these good news, I had to drive 5 hours because my mother discovered ebay, likes to buy things like an old whetstone that are to big to be send and her idea of geography is the same as mine ('Dresden is somewhere to your left, isn't it?').
But the Erzgebirge is a nice part of the country and I asked Julia if she wanted to come with me to offer some distraction.

We alternately listened to Best of the 60s, a John Denver CD, the Soundtrack from Shrek and Beethovens 9th. We actually sang along with all of them - I think it's fortunate that we had to keep the windows close to keep it cool.

LJ Spam - in other words, more Blah

I've had this new haircut over a week now and I still can't decide if I look like my mother or like I did when I was five years old.

How can one haircut let me look younger and older at the same time? Maybe the same way my 'short, keeping my neck free and not falling in my eyes' became some weird thing, not really short and with a fringe.
But since I don't own a hairdryer and the hair over my forehead has a mind of it's own, I imagine it now looks slightly different than the stylist intended.
Oh well, I can live with the way it looks now, and after all it will grow and have to be cut in some weeks again - preferably by a hairdresser who actually listens to what I say.