Bad things, man. Bad things.

Back in September, I kicked a camp cot frame. I caught it just at the wrong angle, and it tore off half of my big toenail. This would have been bad enough, but now that the toenail is again approaching normal toenail size, it's growing in funny and painful. And *that* would be bad enough, but now the skin around the nail is infected, due to constant digs from the odd-shaped nail.

I think I'm going to have to go to the doctor. For my goddamned big toe. Ridiculous. And he'll give me antibiotics. And I'll take them, and forget that you can't do oral antibiotics with birth control, and end up spawning, and kittenpants and triadruid will kick me out of the house for breeding, and I'll move to a rathole in some other city, and be alone and bitter, and my kid will learn bitterness and hate, and will grow up to be a supervillain, who will destroy the universe. That would suck.

Or, I don't do anything about it, and the toe later has to be amputated, and I spend the rest of my life a toeless freak, continually lurching forward on my left foot and never being able to buy proper shoes again. Also untenable.

Stupid toe. *sigh*

Also, for your consideration, a dream: ( Read more... )

Bad things, man. Bad things.

Back in September, I kicked a camp cot frame. I caught it just at the wrong angle, and it tore off half of my big toenail. This would have been bad enough, but now that the toenail is again approaching normal toenail size, it's growing in funny and painful. And *that* would be bad enough, but now the skin around the nail is infected, due to constant digs from the odd-shaped nail.

I think I'm going to have to go to the doctor. For my goddamned big toe. Ridiculous. And he'll give me antibiotics. And I'll take them, and forget that you can't do oral antibiotics with birth control, and end up spawning, and kittenpants and triadruid will kick me out of the house for breeding, and I'll move to a rathole in some other city, and be alone and bitter, and my kid will learn bitterness and hate, and will grow up to be a supervillain, who will destroy the universe. That would suck.

Or, I don't do anything about it, and the toe later has to be amputated, and I spend the rest of my life a toeless freak, continually lurching forward on my left foot and never being able to buy proper shoes again. Also untenable.

Stupid toe. *sigh*

Also, for your consideration, a dream: ( Read more... )

Alphabet meme

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Alphabet meme

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Cheese, random friends, and nosybitchery

Life is better with cheese. I just had a lovely cheese and fruit lunch and am feeling much more optimistic about the universe in general. Which means, if we are subjectivists (and I am, but I don't know for sure about you), that my experience of the universe in general should improve. In any case, my toe is not hurting at the moment, and there was brie and roquefort and apples and raspberries, which is a good start.

Also, I've been friended by a random Kansas City person called sirvinegar, of whom I immediately approve, because not only does he have something against Ann Coulter, but also he claims to get better at darts the drunker he gets. It's nice to know that I'm not the only one in the world for whom alcohol increases dexterity. I am now a member of a small subculture with sirvinegar and Dr. Johnny Fever.

Finally, a question:
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Cheese, random friends, and nosybitchery

Life is better with cheese. I just had a lovely cheese and fruit lunch and am feeling much more optimistic about the universe in general. Which means, if we are subjectivists (and I am, but I don't know for sure about you), that my experience of the universe in general should improve. In any case, my toe is not hurting at the moment, and there was brie and roquefort and apples and raspberries, which is a good start.

Also, I've been friended by a random Kansas City person called sirvinegar, of whom I immediately approve, because not only does he have something against Ann Coulter, but also he claims to get better at darts the drunker he gets. It's nice to know that I'm not the only one in the world for whom alcohol increases dexterity. I am now a member of a small subculture with sirvinegar and Dr. Johnny Fever.

Finally, a question:
[Poll #375061]