a paralyzed left foot.

Not kidding here, when I woke up this morning, apart of clenching my toes downwards I had complete lack of control over my left foot.

Now if I were somebody else, I know I'd start worrying right away, panicking, calling the doctor asap and all that psychotic goodness.

But no. Fuck that. I just woke up, it's Saturday and it has been a tiring week, I'm not willing to give a shit about my leg if I don't get breakfast first. So I go on about my morning routine, having to drag that sissy of a leg around like I'm some goddamn zombie. Anyway, breakfast and stuff took a bit more than they should have, add to that that I watched a VOD of a match I had missed and it's suddenly lunchtime. So I finally visit the doctor late in the afternoon and it turns out my feet grew too fast in the past 6 months (when I bought my current pair of everyday shoes) and now my shoes were too small for my feet, which, alongside the fact that I had to walk a distance of at least ten thousand marathons in the past week at work, caused my apparently wimpy-ass tendons to bitch at me like this.

And now I won't be walking much for a few days, plus I have to rub some ointment that smells like dick drenched in petrol and bromium on it.

So yeah, fucking was expecting to go out this Saturday because, as i mentioned, I worked my ass off. Instead I have to stay inside and wait for the next week of the same shit to start.

...And having to drag my homoerotic leg around like I'm some motherfucking zombie, with people getting laughs out of that just adds insult to injury.

/rant