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August 31, 2006

I broke a nail. Typing now is nigh onto impossible - it's like I've had my finger amputated.

Did I break a nail while hauling six THOUSAND pounds of river rock, two buckets at a time, at my mom's? NO. How did this life-changing event happen?

Putting on my bra.

Damn. Now they all have to go. Double damn.


permalink 2 Comments:
At 9/18/2006 11:30 AM, Anonymous Anonymous Babbled Back:  

Maybe you should clarify...You ARE talking about your nails, right? (Of course those who have read your comments about bras should aready know.)

At 10/03/2006 3:49 PM, Blogger Looming Looney Babbled Back:  

I say keep the nails throw out the bras. I hate them. It's moments like that I wish I wasn't so well endowed. ;-}

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