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Rainy day, out of training early. Thought about studying all day, or shopping so I could study more on the weekend.

Instead I got my hair lopped off. My guy took forever to do it, on purpose. He talked about his ex, how he liked him so much but he was just not in shape. I don't use gender terms with him - I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm gay. I just don't bring it up, but I'd tell him if he ever asked. His new friend was there when I left, good-looking and in great shape. They looked so adorable wandering off in the rain.

On the way home I stopped by Tivoli and picked up a Napoleon, nummy.