apparently, the answer is no.

i do not have a broken toe. i do not have a hairline fracture, what i *do* have is arthritis, or the beginnings of it in my right foot. my freaky “one is 9 3/4 sized and one is 9 1/4 sized” feet. turns out that that, coupled with wearing women’s shoes has caused a stress point to develop in my foot that if not attended by a podiatrist will turn into a knee and hip problem as well. more importantly than that, it means NO MORE HEELS. as if didn’t have enough “fun” trying to get my freaky “only shoes with adjustable straps/buckles/ties across the top, please” feet into shoes.

i walk so much better when i’m in heels, but apparently that walk is putting too much stress on one of my toe joints (and by too much i mean “all” which, yeah, is too much) so no more heels, or heels on special/painful occasions.

grrrrrr

you know that scene in every sitcom where the neurotic character goes to the doctor and the doctor is so awed by something that s/he brings in other doctors to look at it? that happened to me today. the nurse practitioner called in my real doctor for a second opinion and when the real doctor started talking about my problem (she knows only because she has it too) they turned me around so they could look at how my feet/ankles line up. apparently something is really impressively off with the way i stand, because there was awe.

i should be happy. i get to go shoe shopping.

work sucked so hard today that i had to be talked out of just walking out…twice.

tomorrow promises to be just as fun.

maybe it’s that i haven’t said anything commentable yet, but y’all do know you can comment just as easily here as you could on snipsnap.

…assuming you’re even out there. if everyone got the snipsnap though RSS i guess i really *am* talking to myself.

oh, and covet