The planets are fucking with my alignment, so I am staying low to the ground in an effort to demagnetize whatever aura of offness I got coiled around my ankle. The latest is a revolutionary toe, bent away from the rest of the fleet. A spreading purple unit is trying to pull it back into its previous position, I can tell by the color of eggplant replacing the color of flesh.
My doctor (the internet) says I can fix this at home and if I was able to perform surgery on my big toe that one time in the jungle with only anti-bacterial hand gel, tweezers, and a needle, I think this painters tape will hold everything in place just fine.
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