Yesterday was a wild ride. Did I tell you I broke my toe? Dropped my phone on it and boom, now it's black and purple and it looks a little like it's been lying on Mount Everest for a few decades and I'm so fascinated I keep showing everyone. They tell me not to drop my phone. Uh. Okay, right. Will do.
Hopefully it will be back to it's normal colour soon or I will arrange a service at base camp for it, I guess.
I have nine other toes, right? yes, of course I do but the smallest ones are the runts and they are fairly useless and also hilariously misshapen. Everything is micro on me. Especially my hands and feet. So I'm surprised my phone didn't miss by a mile but nope, toe-smash city.
In other news I also witnessed a crime this week. Fun! Especially since it was something in my own neighbourhood and while minor, it was completely unnecessary and glaringly obvious to the point where I do believe the world has lost it's collective mind, and also yes, I made a report and now get to wait and see if anything plays out.
I hate that but I also know who did it and don't plan to let them get away with it because they're fucking batshit and they need to learn a lesson here.
God. Just do the right thing. It's not hard, people. I can figure that out and I only presently have nine useful toes!
I will provide updates soon if anything comes of it all.