Standing. Walking. No problem. Most of the swelling has gone down. All good. Or so I thought.
But no
Not so much.
Running downstairs. Big. BIG problem. I almost took a header down the stairwell.
The bouncing pressure on the bottom of my big toe -- just wasn't having it. Resulting with my toe throbbing in pain all morning.
I put my foot up. Home bound, I went to my favorite last resort fountain of entertainment, CL.
The best part of CL is that every ad has "specifics" you MUST adhere to for a reply.
Type this.
Attach that.
Paragraph this.
Establish that.
And,
I think people misunderstand the intendment of a photograph. There is no need to describe your photo. It's a photo. It's self explanatory. That's the reasoning behind posting a photo in the first place. "See, look for yourself."
That would be like posting a picture of a white car for sale and writing underneath the picture, "This photo is a car. This car is white. We're selling this white car. This white car is for sale."
Fantastic.
Distinguish from the obvious.
We want to know how much mileage is on the car. If the car's been photoshopped. And if it has herpes.
Thing is,
You don't control the responses no matter how hard you try. Like women who are clearly older than me, calling me "ma'am".
Oooooh right. They mean "bitch". I forget these things in my old age.
In conclusion,
Is it weird walking into a massage parlor only to get your feet massaged. Friends say no. But for some reason I feel odd walking into a massage parlor just for my feet.
I'm going to post an ad on CL "looking for foot rub" no happy ending required. I've mastered that part all by myself. Twice last night.
I probably shouldn't put that part in the ad.
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