Silly girl that I am, a little earlier today I smashed my right thumb, straight on, with quite a bit of speed, into a drawer front. I snapped the top of the nail off, and the nail lifted quite a bit from the skin. Leaving me with a bloody, swollen thumb. Needless to say, I cried like a little girl, and swore like a sailor. I've stopped crying, but
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