Many hours later, I think I can now safely say that whatever career paths lie before me in my lifetime, "hairstylist" is not going to be one of them. I also have to get a new wig for Rin. Though I had hoped to rehab this black blob, I am forced to realize that it is either a lost cause, or one that only a Wig Master with Unequaled Patience can possibly succeed in. Not only that, but in the end, you see, I took revenge for every tangle by cutting every tangle off.
It took me about three hours to find the newspaper today, and it seems that the copy I grabbed was one of the remaining few. It was bizarre!