Tuesday, January 14, 2003
I just put lotion on and my hand are really soft. But it's chilly in here so they're really cold. The nails are starting to have a purple tinge and stay white for a long time if you press on them. My skin is getting that mottled look. I think I need some gloves.
Gloves are classy. I don't mean winter mittens. I mean silk, satin, lace, polyester? Just kidding. I think wrist gloves and short sleeves look silly tho. And I don't like gloves that come up to your bicep either. Either gloves that go to your forearm or just above your elbow are the coolest. (Oh that's just the girchiest pair of gloves I've ever seen!) But boots are a different thing. I hate tall boots. At least on me. Any kind. But I really dislike the thigh-high boots on anyone. They just look silly.
I don't like my hands. They're funny looking. Funny shaped. I have monkey hands. They're really scarred. Well, not really. On my left hand there are a ton of little marks from playing Bloody Mary with Sabrina in fifth grade. Plus on my middle finger there is a half inch long scar I've had for a long time. It looks like it hurt when I got it, but I guess I don't remember. In the palm of my left hand should be a hell of a scar, but there isn't. One night while on the phone, I was trying to open string cheese and the steak knife I was using went straight into my hand. I don't remember pain, just shock and feeling like I was going to faint. On my right hand is a healing mark. There isn't a scab anymore, but there was one recently. I don't really remember where that is from either, but I'm pretty sure I scratched myself when in a drunken state.
Gloves are classy. I don't mean winter mittens. I mean silk, satin, lace, polyester? Just kidding. I think wrist gloves and short sleeves look silly tho. And I don't like gloves that come up to your bicep either. Either gloves that go to your forearm or just above your elbow are the coolest. (Oh that's just the girchiest pair of gloves I've ever seen!) But boots are a different thing. I hate tall boots. At least on me. Any kind. But I really dislike the thigh-high boots on anyone. They just look silly.
I don't like my hands. They're funny looking. Funny shaped. I have monkey hands. They're really scarred. Well, not really. On my left hand there are a ton of little marks from playing Bloody Mary with Sabrina in fifth grade. Plus on my middle finger there is a half inch long scar I've had for a long time. It looks like it hurt when I got it, but I guess I don't remember. In the palm of my left hand should be a hell of a scar, but there isn't. One night while on the phone, I was trying to open string cheese and the steak knife I was using went straight into my hand. I don't remember pain, just shock and feeling like I was going to faint. On my right hand is a healing mark. There isn't a scab anymore, but there was one recently. I don't really remember where that is from either, but I'm pretty sure I scratched myself when in a drunken state.
