when barb and nikki came to pick me up for our field trip to sultan cuts, i was sitting at my computer playing mahjong solitaire and listening to a session of conference in swedish. it felt good that i could understand, but then again i've heard those talks before in english. still, it's a relief to hear swedish and to understand it. understanding another language is a gift i don't want to give up. anyways, i wasn't ready at all, so i threw some clothes on and put my hair up and went out the door knowing i was that much closer to shapely brows-- finally. i went last and once again my tears pooled in the hollows up my outer ears, but it was worth it. we entered sultan cuts with bushy brows and left with less hair, and slightly redened tender skin above the eyes. (that came out eloquently didn't it? i'm smooth.) after that, on my request, we frequented a few of the identical to each other shops in the 'punjab market'. i was looking for something particular, but i couldn't find it. however, i did happen to find some henna and i bought it, on the slight chance that we ever want to have a henna party, then i'm prepared. in one shop barb was contemplating buying a roti pan, but she looked in another pan with a lid and said gross and shuddered. "what?" we wanted to know. "you don't want to know" she informed us. "ok" we said. later she told us it was full of dust and hair and other sundry items. in another store i found rose syrup to make rose flavoured drinks with and i wanted to buy it, but it didn't really have roses in it and so i didn't.

i have a dry scalp.

today's sequence:
woke up brushed my teeth put on shoes, put on a shirt and drove karey to the ferry. threading/lil' india browsing, previously described. next, picked up sarita, drove to betty's place of business only for betty to tell us minimal details about a house and to make an appointment with betty to see the said house at four thirty. drove by said house and snooped around. looked in windows, walked around the back yard. got excited. phoned karey and told her. phoned elicia and told her. later drove to tania's, helped her lug her two huge suitcases to the curb, along with a large tote, two massive duffle bags, a pillow, a quilt, a small duffle, and some big armfuls of clothes on hangers, and stuffed them in to my limited capacity car, sped over to her new location across the street from jay slobo, refused to drive down a long narrow drive way that i would have to back out of onto a major busy road, lugged all afore mentioned 'stuffees' out of said limited capacity car and down said long narrow driveway. left in a hurry. picked up elicia. picked up sarita and heather (who was running breathlessly down the street still in ther shopper's uniform). went to the house we were excited about. smelled a strong odor of cat pee. saw some crumbling, moldy features. felt sad that it was no good. drove girls home.... i think that's enough sequentials.

fatima just said to me on msn: you will get married at an age before menopause. that's a direct quotation from the lady of light herself. here's to a late menopause.

at the movies today i got the kid's combo. you get the kid's spunge bob tub and a chewy granola bar and a spungebob cup for you drink. i got a raspberry slush in mine. i gave the tub and cup to elicia because she really seemed to want them. i was very pleased with the kid's combo. not too much. just right. movie wasn't bad. tania and elica fought over who got to sit in the front seat. i didn't say a word. in the end elicia won.