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This morning I woke up with one hunk of hair sticking out if a very ridiculous manner. Sadly, I didn't notice this until after I'd showered (without washing my hair) and gotten dressed and was standing in front of the mirror. Oy. I'm currently involved in negotiations with said hair as to what sort of effort might make it go back where it belongs.

It's not nice out there today! I was completely out of breakfast items, so I had to go to the store this morning, and already at 9am it was hot and sticky and no fun for breathing. I had basically decided to camp out in my apartment (where at least if I was hot and sticky I wouldn't have to be hot and sticky in public) but I might be chased out by the loud thumping bass from downstairs. They've started playing music in the early mornings during the week, too, and while it's not super loud, it feels completely wrong to hear the *thump, thump, thump* as I'm eating breakfast at 6:30 in the morning. In any case, I am going to brave the stores (only air conditioned stores, though) to attempt to find some capri pants that don't gape in the back, don't sit too high (making me look like a grandmother) and don't give me that inverted triangle look.

In conclusion, clown operas are awesome. And garbage trucks at 7 in the morning are not.

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Right now, I hate cars. Just so you know. Drivers should be hiding their faces in embarrassement every time they pass me. Nine smog days since the beginning of May! It's June, and it's already hard to breathe out there, not to mention HOT and STICKY and GROSS.

I know cars aren't the only cause of the smog, but they're the biggest, and the most visible. I walk out of my apartment at 2pm on a Saturday, and the cars are idling, backed up the street, because it's so busy. People, get out of your cars! Walk! Take transit! Ride bikes! Save us all from a lifetime of asthma and other lung problems, PLEASE.