I could have sworn the title pretty much described what's going on here, but Wifey seems to think I should exemplify the blog in this portion. So here goes: I will explain what pain I'm feeling, and hopefully the fun stuff surrounding that affliction. Hope you enjoy my irritations, you sadistic jackbitch.
5.28.2008
one of the digits on the foot... are those called toes?
Well I know you're going to find this hard to believe, but I have been waiting to tell you about this one. It's been going on for some time, ever since I picked off the nail of this toe and went way too far down into the skin. So I'm thinking, because I've done this before, that it's probably an ingrown toenail (sorry this is gross, but what did you expect - a retelling of the "chin incident"?). It is the second smallest one on the left foot, and it's not hurting so bad until pressure is placed on it. So when we meet on the street, do me a favor and leave out the stomping of the foot section part of our secret handshake.
My wife is constantly pointing out that I seem to have new ailment each day and I was thinking, "Woe is me, my wife should really take care of me."
Are my ailments real? Am I just a complainer? Am I just a boy? Whatever it is, I decided to keep track of my ailments here. Stay tuned to see if my ailments increase because of their new fame, stay the same, or decrease because they're not really real at all.
s, but what did you expect - a retelling of the "chin incident"?). It is the second smallest one on the left foot, and it's not hurting so bad until pressure is placed on it. So when we meet on the street, do me a favor and leave out the stomping of the foot section part of our secret handshake. 
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