It's still hot.  But I went downtown today anyway, to look for some new clothes, and since I was near it, I went to Whole Foods.  It doesn't have the same feel as the Cambridge stores - there are still lots of hippies who go in Cambridge, from when it was Bread & Circus and organic food wasn't yet "in."  The Yorkville store is all yuppies.  At midday, it appears to be mainly very thin rich women buying blueberries.

Of course, I already had packages (not much, but a bit), so I had to be careful what I bought so I could carry everything on the subway.  Plus the ugly weather would not have treated anything frozen (or some Taleggio or Asiago Fresco) very nicely.  So I got a few vegetables to put in tonight's dinner, including two ears of fresh corn.  I used to have a thing against fresh corn, but I think it was psychological damage from the braces years, now I find it delicious.  And some whole wheat crackers.  And a wee treat for Joey and me, for after the vegetables.

I have an important somewhere to go tomorrow, which I hope to tell you about thereafter.

but I grow my hair long for summer.

It makes sense when I explain that when my hair is its usual winter length, I cannot pull it up off my neck.  What is more disgusting than very fine hair sticking to the sweat on the back of one's neck?  Not a whole lot.

I look dumb with very short hair.  I look like a boy from the neck up and a wooooooooman from the neck down.  There is no mistaking the rest of me.  I cannot pull off the pixie look, or anything similar.  I have to have girly enough hair to sort of match my shape.  So it's this or nothing.  The only problem is sleeping.  I tend to wake up with locks stuck to my face.

On days like today, though, I am grateful for the ability to tie or clip it up and forget about it.

Of course, in September, I will be dying to chop it off.  I grew it long for the wedding, and the day after Joey and I arrived in Toronto (that would be a total of four days after the event), it was halved.  I couldn't wait to get rid of it.  The updo was very pretty, but man, was it painful to keep it long all that time.  I don't think I had more than a trim for 8 months. 

I cannot think about anything except things related to how hot it is.  I am even thinking of switching over to the Windows machine so I don't have to have the damn hot laptop anywhere near me.  Thank goodness I made pasta salad (whole wheat!) for dinner last night and there was some left over, because I think I would cry if I had to cook something right now.

And tonight, (icy cold) drinks with Maria.  Excellent.

Today is Memorial Day in the States.  But I am in Canada, where last Monday was a holiday.  I worked, of course, because Top 10 was having a huge transition.

I should work today as well, I have a bunch of things to do, but of course, I don't really feel like it on Memorial Day.  Too bad Joey, and everyone else I know here, had to go to work.

It's hot.  It's only 10:30am and it's already hot.  I do not want to think about how pissed off I would be if I'd had to commute on the subway today and then couldn't.  Yesterday was a great day to walk around the city, which we did; it was a little cooler than today and there were some clouds to keep it reasonable.  Today is very bright.  Hm, maybe it's time to go outside for a little while.

So this is not going to be a long post.

I have Ontario health insurance now.  And a massive headache.  Wait, I already said that.  I'm pleased; I can't think of any more documents I need for awhile. 

My cilantro is not doing well, but the basil is thriving.

I just applied for a job, with a snarky but appropriate cover letter.  I hope the headache did not interfere with my grammar.

Time for a nap, I think.  Ow.

I know I am obsessing over my college reunion, but that is what I do with reunions.

I wish they'd post an updated schedule.  The reunion begins Friday afternoon, the 9th, and Joey and I plan to spend the morning with my mom, and all of us are trying to arrange our schedules.  According to the current schedule, my Computer Science prof is giving a lecture at 4, on Google, which might be fun for us to attend, and that would also get us on the road in time to beat rush hour traffic on 128/95 (locals call this particular stretch of highway 128, most others refer to it as 95).  I can't even fathom the number of times I've driven or ridden the route from Lynnfield to Wellesley and back.  Very few turns, particularly from the house where my parents live now, which is not the house in which I was raised.  OK, same number of turns, but it's closer to the highway.

Anyway.  A couple of people have registered in the last few days that have pleased me.  One is someone I lost touch with after school only to catch up at the five-year reunion, and thereafter we did spend a little time together in Boston before she moved away - she was at the excellent Halloween party I threw right after I met Joey, before we started dating.  I think she's back in Boston now.  I'm excited to see her.  And another is someone I didn't really even know that well in college, although I did see her run naked through the Quad once (dorm quad, not academic quad) around exams senior year.  We ended up getting to know each other a bit more when I was at Princeton Review, and she took a class.  She apparently kicked ass on the GMAT, because she got her MBA and now has a really fantastic job.