all i need is the air i breathe




the word on Sunday, October 22, 2006 is:


after self-medicating last night, the corn seemed to grow even greater and more yellow. i started to believe that maybe it was infected or harbouring some exotic foot-eating parasite, which will eventually completely consume my foot. and that would be terrible because i need my feet to walk! so i stayed up till early this morning obsessing and worrying away, which really just agonisingly prolonged the wait for proper corn cream.

so now i have my salicylic acid, which has turned the area white and flaky and altogether it is highly grossified. i think i can feel my pulse running through the hole, but then again mark says that i might be imagining half of the things. the corn is supposed to soften as the acid breaks down the layers of hard skin, and then eventually drop off.

i await with bated breath! :x