Howzit

That I manage to wrench up a fingernail not just once or twice, but THREE times in a few short hours?

I managed to jam the fingernail of my right ring finger on a piece of thin cardboard this afternoon whilst shuffling around in the trunk of my car (foiled by the Play Doh box actually). Then within two hours, I had hit *in an isolated fashion* that same fingernail twice more, lifting it from the nail bed on the left side and causing bleeding. It is now throbbing. It's like my little toe toenail on my left foot. A couple of months ago I dorpped something on it and then dropped another something on it and it all went black. The black is growing out but I continue to view it as a sign of my c-c-c-razy ability to wound myself in strange ways. It happens when I stub a toe but good as well - that toe becomes magnetic for doorways, corners, and walls.

I don't know why I remember this in the form of a blog, but I do. Wars, rumors of wars, injustice and evil parade in the world yet my mind is preoccupied with my fingernail.

It's the heat. Chickie don't do 90*, let alone 95.

i turned a corner today