here's a bad thing: i bite my nails. i mean, i really bite my nails. i've had this habit since i was five, and have only tried with never-lasting success to break it twice. those of you who are chronic nail-biters know exactly how far you can go biting...really freakin' far. my thumbs look absolutely horrible right now, and playing our show last night was just murder. both of my thumbnails split at the very ends of what is left of them and bled. We're not talking excruciating pain...it's just annoying pain, the type that won't let you ignore it. Yeah, it sucks. I really should stop...it's stupid to not stop really. Just one more thing to think about.

so i'm trying to drink a glass of wine every night, just because. you have to understand...i don't drink. i might have a bloody mary or a margarita every now and then, especially if emily and i have the chance to get out and have a drink, but other than that, i can not stand the taste. so now this...

i really can't stand it....

what we do to fight the futility of mortality. ***sigh***

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