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I have 11 days to write my short story for my creative writing class. Why do I wait 'til the last minute. I think I will...I just looked at my hands...they are really dry. So much so that I've developed a minimal amount of scabbing over my knuckles where the skin has cracked. It's really disgusting. Although, they're not as gross as pictures found in 50s and 60s cookbooks - whoa! Really, meat suspended in knoxx gelatin is not my idea of an appetizing entree. This just says it all!