FML

I can't focus. 2 posts in the matter of hours, you know I'm getting nothing good done. I have 2 things on my mind: feet and shelter.

Feet. My feet are an obnoxiously disgusting mess. On top of my possible rigid, arthritic toe, I have an huge red and tender popped blister right along the side of the side of the same foot. I'm wondering if there is a correlation. In addition, my right foot, which I punctured almost 2 weeks ago now, is so tender that when I run it burns and burns. I hate my feet. I am ready to chop them off.

Shelter. My lease is up at the end of August and I did not renew. What the fuck was I thinking? Sure, I can move back in with my friends and save loads of money. However, that means I need a place to store my stuff. That also means that I will lose my bathtub, kitchen, and privacy. That also means, I will be somewhat like a child returning to the nest. Gross. But where else will I go? I could beg some others to be my roommate, but honestly I don't want to live with them. I just want to be alone somewhere quiet and beautiful. Maybe in St. Paul. Maybe in Minneapolis. Maybe in Hawaii. 

By the way, I believe that I should win the FML award. Seriously, FML.