I have shockingly gorgeous nails. It's genetics. Once they get to a certain length, it absolutely looks like a perfect french manicure. I should have been a hand model for commercials. Olive and I were going to do that....she was going to be a foot model and I would be the hands rubbing lotion (even better, self tanner) on her feet. I think I have mentioned that before. Still, it bears repeating. We were going to be rich.
Aaaand in case you did not read about it in the US....here is a particularly colorful gem of a story from the ANC President, soon-to-be South African President (if he is not convicted of bribery in his upcoming trial):
Long story short, Jacob Zuma was accused of raping this woman...judge ruled that the sex was consensual, but Zuma should still be banned from opening his mouth (and his fly) for the stupidity that he espoused...
"Mr. Zuma said that his accuser indicated she wanted sex by the way she sat while wearing a knee-length skirt — an idea he repeated yesterday — and that it was his duty as a man to accommodate her. He said he had not used a condom to have sex with the woman even though he knew she was H.I.V.-positive because he thought the risk of catching the AIDS virus was low. He said he had chosen instead to shower after sex to minimize the risk of infection. Mind you, this is the man who once led the country's National AIDS Council." (NY Times)
He thought that a shower would be enough to prevent AIDS.
Good to know that South Africa is really being led in the right directions by their political leaders.
Aaaaand, I am at home while my bf is out at a bar. Yay, for bitterness!
Swing low sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home,
Swing low sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home
Friday, April 25, 2008
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