Byzantium's Shores: chronicling the misadventures of an overalls-clad hippie

Annoying observation: don't you hate it when you pluck off that annoying little stub that sometimes forms at the edge of your fingernail (I guess it's called a "cuticle" or something like that)? And you only pull off just a tiny bit, the part that shows, and it doesn't hurt at all, so you go onto the next thing...and five minutes later you glance down at your now-bloody thumb?

I sometimes wish the human body was equipped with that female voice that cars have now: "Your door is ajar....your lights are on....your thumb is bleeding...."