I was going to get my hair colored today. But I have a misbehaveing waterheater.

bah

let the game of waiting for the water heater man begin.

Then they can buy a wig. My hair is not about some dude's enjoyment

But aren't there parts of a guy's appearance/physicality that please you, that you like to play with and explore? His hands, lips, neck, whatever?

That's not quite the same thing, though. I don't think I'll ever run the risk of a guy cutting his hands off.

There really isn't a good comparator. My objection is guys who want you to have long (or short) hair because *they* dig it in and of itself.

I guess it's sort of similar to women who start dating a guy and immediately change how he dresses. Though that's not a perfect comparison.

Then they can buy a wig. My hair is not about some dude's enjoyment.

Or date someone who also finds it appealing. Whatever.

People have preferences. I don't appreciate being called a "size queen" but, hey, that's life.

Tep and I are as one. Sign me Tired of "Oh, you cut your hair...(sigh. Deflated look)

Heh. My mom tells me frequently how much BETTER she likes my hair long.

I have to work really hard to not point out that my hair isn't All About Her.

I have to work really hard to not point out that my hair isn't All About Her.

Maybe that's one of the places where you don't need to work so hard. I mean really, what would it hurt to say that?

yay call from boss. I have to take vacation not sick time -- which I don't understand. Whatevea

That's not quite the same thing, though. I don't think I'll ever run the risk of a guy cutting his hands off.

But you could date a lean guy who became buff, or a guy whose love handles you loved who lost them -- as women we have a lot more "optional" bits, but still. I think as humans we can get attached to stuff.

It's off to get attached to things before you even meet someone, and then miss it when they lose it (or suggest that they gain it, to make you happy) -- that definitely bugs me. But plain enjoying what's there, and missing it when it's gone -- well, I have insisted a guy grow back a beard, and I don't feel slightly bad about it. He wasn't that attached to the barefaced look, so it wasn't a struggle.

And I do so like a guy in a goofy half-ponytail, even when I know it isn't the most flattering cut. It makes me smile. I like smiling. I like when hot guys make me smile.

I just don't ask them to keep doing so on my behalf.

God, still can't get over the chick on Dr. Phil that won't give blow jobs and calls it disgusting. Admittedly, she probably didn't grow up thinking she was a sexual cypher and then find out that her mouth, yes, that one, could do *that*. I have a powerful connection to that practice.(My mom would hate it if I told Dr. Phil, though.) But if you love him, don't you love his dick?

I am so pissed off right now.

I was supposed to go to a lovely lunch but one of our professional staff members sent our student worker off to an event without giving any notice so I had to cancel my reservation with less than 10 minutes to go and I'm just so angry.

I have to work really hard to not point out that my hair isn't All About Her.

Maybe that's one of the places where you don't need to work so hard. I mean really, what would it hurt to say that?

True, but it's not even worth it.