Thursday, July 31, 1997 -- Haircut, and a visitor
Azura is in town!		I actually got a good haircut today. I hate getting it cut, I really can't explain why, except that it's like a lot of things I do, leaving it alone, until it gets in the way, then doing something to solve that problem. I'd actually gotten it styled recently, in a hope to appear at least conscious of my appearance. A week after I'd done that, they gave me the certificate. I've had the damn certificate on my desk for three or four weeks now, and got my hair cut at lunch. I paid for it myself. Later when Gary came back to talk to us about 'what is next', I gave him the certificate back. Maybe he can use it. Azura is my visitor. She called me last night, the paper that she works for is merging offices together, and she's extra. She's coming down here to look for work or something. We're still debating what exactly we are going to do for a living situation and all that. I showed her around Charlotte, and we ran some errands. We picked up some spaghetti fixings for Saturday. We're going to game at AceQuick and Violet's and I offered to make crock-pot spaghetti. Probably the one bad thing she said was, "Oh, Charlotte, It's a nice town, I like it!" Myself, I don't particularly, but that may just be because everyone I know is gone. I took her on the GenericJoe tour of Charlotte, which, includes the SuperK and Borders and Heroes Comics. Oh, and out to a nice place to eat, since it's a payday. By the time I got home, and showed her some websites for colleges and work here in Charlotte, I was pooped. I was really tired tonight, and fell asleep around 10:30 or so. Generic Joe's A Typical Male