Bus, to downtown, to library, returning Eldest and borrowing a library DVD of Romy and Michele's High School Reunion, then browsing at the downtown Powell's and eating at El Grillo (taquitos, in honor of Gir) and then to the bus again, to the haircut place where I go. Which means that the wavy-and-nearly-curly hair you can see in this picture I linked to earlier is now much shorter. I'm more prepared for my vacation; I didn't want to futz with my hair while traveling.
And now: home. And dinner. And relaxing. Exciting, I tell you.