So check-in time was at 3:00 PM and I had way too much time to kill before then (the exterminators came early) so I went to see a movie. Everything out was crap or not playing at a convenient time so I just went for Captain America: Civil War again to see if I enjoyed it as much as the first time I saw it. I guess it was... okay? I mean it probably wasn't as amazing as I initially thought it was and I can start seeing problems with it, but it's still a very entertaining movie.

HOWEVER, there were some kids running around screaming trying to pretend to be Iron Man and Captain America beating each other up in the theater aisle. I'm like "wtf where are the parents?" Answer: One row up, texting. So I just get up from my seat (thankfully this was the "paprika" scene), turned to the kids and yelled "HEY, KNOCK IT OFF." Keep in mind I'm nursing a cold right now, so my voice and intonation is a LOT lower than it normally is. I was expecting the parents to give me lip about yelling at their kids, but they just looked at me as if I was like Michael Meyers or something and took their kids and walked briskly out the door.

Also I learned that this particular theater could store your suitcase for you while you watched a movie! It was great.

For those of you who don't know me too well, I am very obsessed with getting haircuts. I schedule my appointments strictly every month, and I'm not shy about spending $50 for a haircut if it means it comes out perfect and I get a nice shampoo and head massage out of it. Once I even went on a date with my stylist but that's another story for another time, and I basically just mentioned this because I like to mention that these days I like to keep my relationships with my stylists/whoever regularly serves me as strictly as "customer paying for a service."

My current stylist, however, follows me on Instagram (before y'all try to stalk me, I don't really post anything on it) and gave me her cell number "so [I, myself] can schedule appointments more easily." And most of the time that's all I use it for: scheduling appointments, although sometimes she'll just text me out of the blue telling me to see a movie or asking about the weather. Normally I'd be a little wary, but she's pretty cool and we're generally really talkative during appointments so she gets a pass.

So on my way to my hotel, I stopped at my favorite Japanese restaurant and ordered my usual stuff. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder and it's my stylist right there, and she's all like "Hey, how's it going?" I'm like "Doing alright, heading out to Waikiki." So one, it's kinda weird because I thought she was supposed to be working, and two, while we're talking I saw a well-toned kinda good-looking dude approaching us making eye-contact with me, and he looked pretty upset. I was tensing up, and I was thinking something like "Oh shit this is her boyfriend, he's gonna murder me." So he comes over and is like "Hey sis who's this?" (mental sigh here). She says, "Oh, this is my friend ____" (some of you know my name but whatevs). So I gave him the usual pleasantries and stuff, and as they both left, she said "Okay, just text me later on today, alright?" and the bro's face went back to the upset face he had when he first approached me. Euuuuuuuugh

After checking into my hotel and turning on my laptop (I get free business-class internet access in here, w00t), I had a few hours before dinner so I spent most of it chilling in my hotel room working on MUGEN. Here are the fruits of my labor.

If you've never been to Waikiki, the place does have its own "strip," where all the big stores/hotels are, and as a tourist, it's kind of something you do when you get on Oahu whether or not you buy anything, and I opted nay and just walked through it. It's definitely shot up since I last walked down (this was last year lol). Of course, even if you don't shop, there are a bunch of street performers and stuff hanging around. Here are the highlights of the ones I saw.

• Some weird acrobat spinning a cube
• Multiple people painting caricatures
• A palm-reading fortune-teller
• A dude making tiny, tiny surfboards
• A tiny white girl with a guitar with a speaker and mic set up singing... Blues. Holy crap was her voice deep for her frame.
• A trio of gangsta rappers. One of them made a joke about white people but immediately finished it with "Sorry if we offended anyone, we're not racists. I mean look at us, he's black, I'm yellow, and he's Josh." Highlight came when a kid donated $100 (!!!) to them and they started rapping over Gangnam Style while showing the kid how to do various breakdancing moves.
• Not really street performers, but there were some pot smokers hanging out between the fortune-teller and the dude making tiny, tiny surfboards. Not really notable except they had signs that read "Need Money 4 Weed"
• There was a huge crowd surrounding a living statue. He was lying down on the ground, clutching his money hat. A Japanese tourist put money on his chest. No response. He put it right in the hat. No response. More tourists tried putting money in the hat. No response. Someone finally walked over to see if he was okay. Yup, turned out he was just sleeping!