I just hope my hair can go back to normal now. I'm not going to blow dry it every day anymore, and see if that helps too. One day blow it straight, then the next day, wear it wavy.
I also saw the movie "Remember Me." Erf. I thought I was just going to make love to a much younger man on a screen and slip into his smoldering eyes without having to think. But pretty soon into it I realized this movie was going to carry weight beyond that "teen angst" they'd shown in previews. I don't want to give anything away, but if you want to know leave me a message and I'll tell you.
One good thing about losing my mind with this whole 9-day abstinence challenge? I've exercised a lot more than I would have, just to try to offset the physical side of things and tire the mind out as well. I could see applying this kind of restraint in the future for a good purpose. No wonder boxers are told not to have sex when they're training for a fight. Yo, Adrian!
Today is the end of day 7. Mr Photographer flies the redeye home from Cali tomorrow night. The end of March shall set me free. Whether or not it also sets me in his arms remains to be seen.