Now that I have a camera phone, y’all will get to see all kinds of meaningless images of rural Iowa life.
This will save me from having to write meaningful content. A thousand words and all that, what?
Anyway. Will you just look at my nails, people? That shit is real, too! I grew those things, man. TOTALLY BY ACCIDENT! I just looked down one day and there they were, perfect nails. Of course, I haven’t scrubbed our shower in literally months, but I fail to see how that signifies in comparison with a goddamned perfect manicure, for chrissakes.
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ok – i got the comments thing figured out.
nice nails! i wish i could wear mine long, but they get in my way. 🙁
These are getting so long they’re affecting my TYPING, for the love of God, but no one ever said beauty was comfortable. Snort!
Wow. I’ve never had long nails. My piano teacher used to yell at me for having them (and my parents NEVER yelled… it was very traumatic), so I’d bite them before lessons. I’ve never outgrown that really. So anyway, very jealous. 🙂
Ditto on the jealousy. I would kill to have cuticles that perfect.