The Long Day Is Over (and tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow creeps at this petty pace)...

So I will get on the bus, and ride for 25 minutes to my apartment, then I will go out and buy an outfit for the wedding. Later, I will be at home detangling my hair, prepping for the drastic change it will undergo tomorrow, and in the morning after my hair has become relaxed and significantly shorter, I will psyche msyelf up for the event that probably won't be as bad as I fear it could be.