Rob left today for Minneapolis, and I miss him. To keep myself occupied, I went to the gym and worked out then sat in the steam room. At one point, a very attractive naked man came in, adjusted the temperature without asking me, and began the elaborate process of massaging shampoo into his long hair, as if he were Connie Selleca in a Pantene commercial. I found it a pointless exercise, but he seemed to enjoy showing off. I wondered at this, as he was obviously straight (no gay man would behave in this manner; no gay man would have long hair). Later, as he strutted and posed around the locker room, I exchanged a "she thinks she's all that" look with another man who found him equally amusing and/or irritating.

Speaking of hair, Rob got his cut before he left, and it looks very cute.