I just spent the last 10 or 15 minutes searching for my nail file. My only "good" nail file. It is somewhere in the big black hole around my chair.
After "icing" my wrist for a while I decided to tackle my fingernails. They are getting very long and strong and I'm always afraid I will poke Jackson with one. I got out my manicure kit - had out my clipper, file and emery board. I clipped one nail at a time then filed it. I ended with my left thumb nail. I clipped it down, put the clipper down in my lap, picked up the emery board to get the big edges, put the emery board down in my lap and went to pick up the file for the finishing touches and the file wasn't there. I had just used it on the previous nail. I stood up (figuring it had gotten lost in the folds, lets pretend its the folds of my clothing). Nothing fell out. I looked around the floor, around in the chair, patted myself down, no nail file. Good grief. The cushion on my chair doesn't come off but I put my hand down the sides and still didn't come up with anything. Next person here with smaller and healthier hands needs to go cushion diving for me.
Friday, August 19, 2005
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Let me be the first to say that obviously the Hershey Kiss ate it.
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