blisters suck....suck hard

Back in May, on the 21st, I got a blister. It's cause: a pair of new shoes from New York that were undeniably cute until they took chunks out of my poor little feet.
It is now June 9th. Not only do I still have this blister, but it is worse. I haven't been able to wear real shoes in weeks....weeks! Today at work, I noticed a very icky substance doing something that could be described only as "ooooozing" from the wound.
This caused me to go in the back office, raid the first aid kit, and perform minor emergency surgery.
Needless to say, this was to the dismay of my boss and fellow co-workers. I mean doesn't everyone LOVE the Discovery Health Channel as much as I? Not the case.
So now, it is mere hours after my astounding surgical performance, and not only does the blister hurt, but my whole leg hurts now. In fact, it hurts so bad I can barely walk. This caused my hypochondriac self to go searching on WebMD for all sorts of horrible ailments I could come down with due to unsanitary surgery with a saftey pin and alcohol wipes.
It turns out, that a popped blister that becomes infected can lead to a staph infection. And a staph infection can turn into gangrene. And gangrene can cause real doctors to amputate your leg.
So I am going to be legless soon. This is very disturbing to me as I just recently signed the lease on my new apartment in Manhattan. And it is a third floor walk up. If I only have one leg, this could be very bad.
I want my leg back...
in fact I think that the infection has infected my brain because I am feeling rather delirious.

Worst Blogger Ever

That would be me....being as that it is already June.

Here's the quick recap:
1. April = so long ago I don't remeber
2. May = got my apartment in NYC and subsequently mad at B for not making up his mind before I got it. And our roommate moved out, taking with her my handpainted Italian shoes and my rockin' Pirates Arrrrrgh Cool teeshirt. And I went to Vegas with my kickass new coworker. And left my sunglasses. And got really drunk with British doctors.
3. June = happening right now, so here's the most info.

I still haven't packed...a...thing...
I am moving on the 24th.
I have to work until the 20th.
I have an entire garage to clean out in addition to the apartment.
My cats are getting sedatives.
I should probably get sedatives.
I have to spend 5 days in a mini-van with my mother and the two cats.
I am super tired right now and therefore end this post before it gets any more boring.

Last Thought:
It always seems like a good idea to see how hard you can hit and get hit by your girlfriends. At 2am outside the bar....
....the next day, not so much.