Jun 24, 2003
I got chills. They're multiplying.
Perpetual unrest is taking its toll on me.
I got a manicure and a pedicure, and that's an excursion I can recommend, but it's hard to paint when you're being careful of your nails. I suppose priorities might occasionally be at odds when one is a girl and fond of feeling pretty but also a brooding and driven producer of that which sets the left and right brain at odds. It's possible a lot of people who accomplished a great deal didn't have perfectly painted nails in the end. I wonder if they were judged harshly for it.
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