Damn it. Fingernail. Trimmed. Not true. Can't get that corner perfect. At it. Clipper. Not a precision instrument. Too. Cheap. Too. Chinese. Too. Walmart. Save money live better? Not my motto! Don't want to measure with micrometer. Ever if so, how to trim? Need closer tolerances. Need lasers. Lasers! Laser-guided nail trimmer. Perfect curves. But how? Where? Damn it. My life is a hell.
Damn it. Computer keyboard. Dirt. Crumb. Grease. Gak. Can’t. Take. It. Any. More. Deadline? To hell with it. Q-tip! Solvent. Solvent? What solvent? Rubbing alcolol? Fine! Dip. Dig. Bathe. Not to much. Don’t want it to drip into the underneath. But wait. Crumbs. Crap. Keyboard shake! Upside down. Crumb storm. Back to swab. Brown letters turning white. Enough? Not enough! More! Dip. Dig. Dig dig. Dig dig dig dig. Clean. Cleaner. Clean enough. Deadline. Could be worse. Could be grout. And a toothbrush. Still Computer keyboard. Grubby. Damn it! My life is a hell.
Damn it. Soap chip. See it on the shower floor. Grab it. Or try. Have to chase it. And once in hand, there’s another. Get that. Drop the first. Corral the both. Augh! A third! Then what? Press ‘em into the clump of chips already collected compressed sitting on the soap dish. A lumpy, pointy wad of soap. Damn it. My life is a hell.
This is hard for me. My life is a hell. Be afraid. Or you will join me. TFTD: WTH?