My foot cancer has AIDS!

In the never-ending saga of my broken deformed feet, something new has happened and it is full of ow. The top of my left foot is swollen and lumpy, making it painful to walk or wear shoes or stand around generally being awesome. This is bad enough – I’ve started limping because it hurts so damn much – but now it’s happening on my right foot, too. Hooray! Soon I will be unable to walk! Unfortunately, it’s most likely a series of inflamed tendons meaning there is SFA I can do about it until they deflame themselves. I’ve been debating hobbling to the ER for x-rays, but I don’t know that I want to spend my Friday evening sitting around just to be told there’s nothing they can do. Sure, maybe I’ll get some lovely drugs out of it, but even that isn’t worth a 6-hour ER wait.

Last night Miranda and I attended DIY Night at the Museum of Vancouver. It was packed in there, which was great to see. Many tables were set up for crafting, and we both made ourselves some art: small collages on wooden frames. I found some hilarious comic book pieces for my collage, along with some extremely dirty phrases taken entirely out of context. I wasn’t sure that I was feeling up for Outside last night, but I’m really glad I went – it was fun, and I really want to make some more comic book collages with the tattered remains of my collection. I’d also get to use glue. Using glue is a treat for me, and I think it’s finally time that I throw off the shackles of my mother and glue things to my heart’s content. Maybe I will even sniff at the glue a little, just to see what all the fuss is about. Take that, mom!

Tomorrow: Indie I Do at Heritage Hall. Shan and I are working the door, so come by and say hello – I will be the short round one dressed inappropriately.