Bad thing: my tattoos are gone again. Just when I was getting used to them.
Good thing: I found my staff! Must've gotten thrown somewhere else when the vortex dropped me here. Loki keeps trying to chew on it, but it zaps him whenever he gets too interested.
Guess that week was the sort of weirdness this world is known for. Well, that and unexpected children from the future. I think I can deal with this.