Now now ducky, the only reason why I change my layout so often is the fact that I have nothing better to do. Well... okay, so I do but I neglect my obligations till it takes me three straight days (and several dozen pots of coffee/tea) to finish em. Ha, I'll be surprised if I survive college with these study habits.

Today... man. Went to Meadows Mall at about 2:00 to get my hair done. Now I'm sporting a crisp, new, shorter version of my hair before. I like. The hair dresser was new to the place, but damn she's better than my usual stylist.

Later, sis and I went into Hot Topic to buy stuff (she got buttons) and I bought two things: a mood ring (which fits snuggly on my pinky) and a t-shirt that reads: "I'm not gay, but my boyfriend is." ^_^ There was another shirt that said: "Let's get one thing straight, I'm not." but didn't feel like getting that one in particular. Yes, I know I'm turning into a queen.

Later, family went to the Venetian. I traversed the Cannal Shops; a mall with extremely high-end shops with a canal running along the center complete with gondalas ferrying people and gondaliers singing opera. The outside of the shops are a facade of Venetian architecture with a faux cloud-spotted "sky" in the ceiling. And yes, the floors are tiled in cobblestone.

I went into this mask shoppe searching for one which I would wear during the masquerade ball at school come this fall, but the masks were of extreme high calibre. The quality one would wear to an actual masque (or one of those things in Eyes Wide Shut) and ever so pricey at $200+. There was a table with generic masks, but they were a bit grimmy so I chose not to buy.

Later, sis and I broke from our parents to walk around a bit more. We walked the entire length of the mall in search of interesting shops (or ones that we didn't feel threatened to enter) and cute men. Yes, there were those. But the performers (specifically the living statues and street clowns) were far more amusing.

We eventually joined the parents at St. Mark's Square just in time to listen to a group of six singers perform. They did four songs: Pie Jesu, two Arias from an opera I couldn't recognize, and a madrigal. Very well done, except the men sung louder than the women and the esclamazios sung were shrill and slaughtered my ears.

Yes, ever since I began reading Anne Rice's Cry to Heaven I've been infatuated with the italian renaissance. Which, when compared to the english renaissance, is completely understandable. I'll be putting a suggestion for the masque at school to be like carnival. And thus my search for an elegant italian mask. Oh and yes, I listen to my cd of italian madrigals whenever I read my book.

::hugs go out to the people who need em, you know who you are::