and then....

... I'm humbled by nights like tonight, where the shrinkage took over, and my hair was 3/4 the length that it normally is, and restoring the full length felt like it was ripping off every inch I've grown over the last two weeks my hairs been up.

Arrrgggghhhh. It's detangled (what does that really mean, with hair that retangles in the blink of an eye?) and 'up' in five fat braids (very fat) with Kiya Pudding (sans gel, as - just no.)

Considering it's been up for two weeks, I don't consider the amount of hair that came out to be EXCESSIVE - it's just more than none, which is what I'm shooting for.

Have I mentioned that I'm pretty sure my hair is thick? But, I'm not sure. I should go somewhere and get assurance.

*clutches head*

It's soo soft though. And fluffy. And tender. It's bleeping gorgeous, as much trouble as it is. SO thick. No, I really don't need to go to anyone to have that confirmed - touching the exuberance that is my hair confirms that.

Hrm. It might be time to consider washing my hair in braids. Possibly. Hrrm

Whatever time it is, it's definitely time for me to be offline.

Happy hair nights... ;)