Today marks nine consecutive days without biting my nails. This is a new record.
This really hit home to me during a recent meeting, when my finger nails were chewed short and the cuticles were shredded all apart. That would no longer do.
What follows is just a little self-congratulation. Most of the worst is showing considerable improvement. My wife is offering me a manicure once everything has grown out well enough.
He has worked as a level designer for a small online video game, as the grim reaper in a haunted house, and traded web design for concert tickets and tattoos.He can be sometimes found performing improvised comedy or stage magic in the south side of Austin, Texas.