So today Jessi and I went to the mall with two intents: to see The Soloist, and to get gifts. (Well, that was less an intent and more a happy byproduct, though I did intend to look for a gift for my brother if we had time. We did. She also found a gift for her dad for Father's Day.) Unfortunately, as far as seeing The Soloist went? We failed. It was my fault; I apparently cannot use Google, or Google still lies (it happened before!) and Google was not, in fact, playing at that mall.

They did, however, have Star Trek in IMAX. I had forgotten that the mall even had an IMAX; it used to be that if you did a search for one in our area, they just said they didn't exist. It was a strange experience! Also, the Wolf (local radio personality) introduced the film (or, rather, a recording of his voice did), which was weird.

And apparently when I said "Tell me what you want right now or I will slap you when I get home" in Starbucks I did not say it quietly. But it got results! I now have a present for my brother's birthday.

I have recently been plagued by two things: a terrible, terrible headache that may be a migraine (now lasting more than fifty hours, with brief periods of respite in which it slithers to the back of my mind and lessens to a mere pressured feeling and one three-hour period in which it left me completely) and one of the dumbest ideas ever — that is, the idea of a rainbow of superheroes. By which I mean there would be six heroes, and each would be, in turn, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. Unsurprisingly this was brought on in part by Wicked, but when I thought about it I realized I already had a purple hero-like character, a blue one, and a red one. (Actually there were two purple, but that's beside the point.) It wasn't a stretch to come up with the yellow/gold character (I already had the idea for a crazy witch who animated dolls she made herself, including a rotten egg-doll made entirely of food and a scarecrow-like doll, so it just went the next step to her creating a doll out of gold, straw, and silk that looked like a real girl). The orange one was hard, until I remembered how orange Zac Efron has occasionally looked with fake tanner. DING DING DING WINNER. So, yeah, the idea is shit, but I already love it. Why do I fall in love with only the shittiest of my own ideas?

I have also regained my interested in the Princess Charming story thing, but now it seems to want to be Princess Charming AND THE DEMON BEASTS OF LORE. This is entirely because, in my search for more books on myths and folklore, I picked up a little book on mythical creatures. I keep going, "Ooh, this one is neat! I should include it! Vegetable Lamb, how awesome!"

And that's how interesting my life's been of late. Blame me not, for it is the headache's fault, I swear. :[