I had a bad day. So I gave myself a canister of Pringles, Pepperidge Farm cookies, ravioli, Pinot Noir, and a French Manicure.

Nothing too terrible happened today.  However, I am depressed, so even tolerable days are miserable.

Anyhow, I took a trip to CVS thinking it might cure my tolerable-yet-still-bad day, and purchased a bunch of crap I didn't need, including a french manicure set.  I'm about half way done with it now.  I am currently typing with white stickers stuck to each finger.  The desired result:

Mine will look much worse, particularly considering my nails do not even go past the skin on the tip of my fingers.  Whatever.

I did not do any bar prep today, though I should have.  Instead I worked on a monster of an outline.

This post bores me.  I'm going to publish anyway.  Silly.