So yesterday I sat around unshowered in my jammies, but today I got up at 5am, and for the first time ever didn't have to have a shower to get my hair under control and didn't even product it, then walked in three feet of snow to the bus, got snowplowed by a snowblower operater who apparently didn't see me, commuted to toronto, twirled my hair nervously when I saw a cute boy, walked for an hour in the wind, got attacked by a burst of subway hair, pulled at my hair with stress from my class and commuted home to play with children and.....my hair is perfect! I LOVE it!