I hate toenails. I love mine because I clip them down as short as possible, same with Andrew's...but I hate everyone else's who doesn't do the same thing. From an evolution perspective, they no longer serve us as a species much purpose because:
a) We no longer climb trees barefoot.
b) We don't scratch our bodies (other than perhaps legs) with our toenails. If you have spots that you can't reach with your fingernails then that's a bigger problem that we can discuss later.
So it grosses me out to see any whites of people's toenails (French pedicures - sick!) and absolutely repulses me when people have thick, yellow claw-like toenails. It's enough to make me retch. The weather last week was absolutely beautiful (over 20*C) so there were many flip flops out with many hideous toenails.
I'm very sleepy lately. I've been finding I have to get up to pee in the middle of the night more often now, especially because Andrew comes to bed late and it wakes me up. So that's annoying.
A friend of mine gave me a bunch of t-shirts last month that he no longer wears so I can modify them for myself. I haven't found the ambition yet to tackle them but hopefully I do soon. I need to be a bit more inspired or come up with new ideas to try out. Hmm.
I've been toying with the idea of a silly tattoo. Picture this:
666, a la The Omen, but done in rainbow colours and in my hair like in the movie. *lol* It's funny to me, but maybe not to everyone else.