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Coke Nail: A Journal To Learn From
October 7th
After an office meeting I blurted to my coworker, "Hey, so I'm growing a coke nail." I showed her my progress and she laughed and laughed, covered her mouth, and laughed some more. She then told me about how I reminded her of a woman cabbie she had who said that Mariah Carey would be more popular if she invested in a good pant suit.
October 17th
But aren't you doing the same thing, only without the reward of snorting cocaine? Touche. And shut up.
October 30th I used to be a chronic nail biter. I've really curbed the desire, but damn that nail is looking like a mirage of a t-bone steak. Patti would like nothing more than for me to get rid of it because it's "gross." I'm no quitter. If this is the marriage deal-breaker then so be it. "Yours is longer than mine," Patti said.
November 8th
Every time I am forced to shake someone's hand I have nightmares that it will end in tragedy.
December 13th The amount of nail growth in the past month seems to be minimal. I did notice today that the nail took a non-linear, kind of warping path. It's resembles less of a shovel and more of a Frito.
December 23rd I've made an important decision. I've decided to cut off the coke nail. I look forward to sex again and typing without error. R.I.P.
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