Mirette came home about at three o'clock in the morning, she had been visiting Perry. I would love to visit him as well, except that he has cats and I am allergic to them, bleh. Otherwise, I love kitties so much!
I slept pretty well. I woke up early, but continued sleeping till one o'clock in the afternoon. I got up, took my morning medicine and biotin supplement, and made some coffee.
I shaved my armpits and chin, washed my hair; I have started washing my hair by rubbing shampoo into my scalp instead of my hair; and did the twelve- step Korean skincare regiment. I put basic lotion on my skin, got dressed, and put on a necklace and earrings.
Later that day when Mirette was up as well, I did housework; I washed two loads of laundry, dealt my pills and supplements into both of my Dosetts, sorted out the fresh- out- of- drying room laundry, and stuff like that.
We left at the same time and took a train to downtown. We went to see two strobe light art installations at the art festival; the first one was kind of a corridor (it was built in the courtyard of the company where my father works) with tons of long, thin strings hung on the ceiling. You were supposed to walk through the corridor, and there was a bright red light as well.
The second one was a bit scary; there was a sculpture, a huge lump of undeterminable material that looked like a grisly face, and there were loud booms like bombs dropping. It was like war or hell.
After that, we traveled east and went to a cafe where we had pizza and cocoa, and then we went to see three light art installations and a random art show at the local library.
We traveled to Mirette's home where Mirette watered the plants, we picked up some food and then we traveled to my hoemtown.
I mailed a couple of birthday cards, and then we went to my home.
I sorted out the trash, made some coffee, took my evening medicine, sprayed Nasonex into my nostrils, and made French fries for a midnight snack.
I started feeling the evening anxiety again.