Today was another city day, one of the appointments was to have my hair cut. Well, I told her to cut it all off. I went from just above the shoulder to too short to comb. She put stuff in my non existent hair to keep it in place. Why? I hate it. I was going to pull punches and say I didn't like it but that doesn't really convey how much I hate it. As for that stuff that made my hair sticky and thick, before I ever sat down after getting home I washed my hair. What's left of it.