rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Almost Speechless Enough

My left foot hurts. I hope I'm not getting gooshyfoot. It might be gout, though. (Gout could be useful I believe that one is able to predict rain with gout.) Or, it might be the result of wearing these shoes that haven't been broken in yet. Whatever it is, it is an annoying, persistent ache. I hope it doesn't keep me awake. There are all sorts of things needing done this afternoon.

By now, you can undoubtedly tell that I have nothing of interest to say this morning. Never mind. Go read mrmustard's enlightening piece on low grade meats. If there is something worse than head cheese, it didn't make this list.
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