Pretty Monkey

Have you ever gone to sleep with freshly washed hair wherein you used the most expensive and glorious shampoo and conditioner you could afford? Did you take your moist hair and smooth it above your head because, "burrrr", it made your ears, neck and shoulders cold? In the middle of the night as you emerged from your bed for your nightly jaunt to the bathroom did you revel in the clean and refreshing scent of your head and felt everything was right with the world? Did you wake up and slide into an outfit that didn't fit you quite right, made do, and then progressed to preening your hair? Upon running your fingers through your tresses did you then realize that you looked like a monkey post debugging and strung out on cocaine?