I’m afraid here’s where I crap out for a day.  First, I got these out of order — this one should be ten, and the one from yesterday should be nine.  Second, I have to go to bed so I can drive nine hours tomorrow.  This one ends up being pretty content-light anyway.

So.  It’s one more run-through for “old new things.”  This time, it was seeing more Hidamari Sketch.  Oh, I’m sorry, Hidamari Sketch x365.  Hidamari, like Toradora! after it, marks a kind of reprieve from things; it’s twenty-some minutes of gentle happiness and amusement, like what I hear people feel when they hug puppies.  I would feel it when I hug my bunny, but my bunny hates being held and kicks, scratches, bites, whatever it takes to free itself, like some sort of tuxedoed Scottish warrior.

So, yeah.  Go Hidamari!

You could mix into this one my pleasure at finding the manga at a bookstore.  I didn’t know (at that time) it was out in America yet.