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And so a weird week concludes. The girlfriend has had what looked to be infections on both her big toes for a while. She went to the doctor, and they confirmed her suspicions, and then removed her toenails. I am told that this didn’t hurt much at the time, but it has given me the screaming willies.

It also means that no less than twenty people, myself included, have told her that removing the toenails was an old medieval torture technique. Apparently this is one of those little facts too lurid to escape the mind of the teenage humanities student.

Which just reminded me of the time, in said humanities class, where the teacher came in scandalized, and informed us that she had looked up medieval torture the night before on google, and not gotten what she wanted at all.