I love my new purple shirt but hate my new haircut

I went shopping in Kobe with Jay yesterday (that's, uh, Wednesday). We were both late and ended up running around Sannomiya trying to find each other for about an hour in the morning because the station that I'd directed him to apparently doesn't exist on the Hankyu line (Lonely Planet lies!). We found this tiny diner to get lunch in, and couldn't quite read the kanji on the menu so we ended up pointing as usual and not quite knowing what we were going to get.

Jay: Man, I hope whatever I order is warm.
Server Girl: [Cold udon. Dozo.]
Jay: Damn.
Me: OH! I knew that Kanji looked familiar.

Anyway so I bought two shirts and we had waffles for dinner. Purple shirts are awesome!

I also cut my hair this week. I think it looks silly, as I may have mentioned.