Just Another Day in Apt. 65

Today Lindsey came in my room to clip her fingernails. She was clipping them a good distance away from me, but one clipping somehow shot several feet across the room, hitting my hand and landing on the keyboard of my laptop. Not okay. Shortly before this occurred, Jenna says she has a headache and she just needs...heroine.

Then Katie and I looked at all the adorbs boots on sale at Urban Outfitters, where she one day hopes to be a model.

Typical.