STACITA.

UGH! Tomorrow I start my job as a HOT DAG! and I really, really needed a mani/ped. I know, I know, stupid girl. But my nails looked awful -- like, at least a week and a half old.

So I went to Union Nails. Never Again. For ONE HOUR, the dude kept telling me that I was going to be womanly maintained in "one minute, one more minute." I waited from 1:25 to 2:25 and finally got my mani/pedi.

But then I stuck my fat foot into my shoe and fucked the whole thing up! ARGH. Elle Woods would have known better.

So I went back, got the toes fixed and stuck it out in my Havaianas during the Eagles-Giants game (boo!).

Anyway, after the toes dried, I scooted home and what happened?!?! I hit a bump, and when I got home, I realized I was DOWN a Havaiana! I only have one! The other one was the thing that I felt fly out of my little scoot basket, hit me in the back and hit the ground!

Why didn't the asshole behind me honk? Why didn't I properly stow the havaiana? Why is it so hard being a girl??!!

Now, all I can think about is some dude walking around the 'Loin all methed up and wearing my damn Havaiana. Hmph.