I can barely walk. Which does not bode well for a national competition based on walking. Yeah. Anyway, my feet are killing me, and I'm afraid I need surgery sooner than the Doc had planned (i.e. after this summer). Grr.
Today was uneventful really.
I didn't get the history topic (Pop Art) that I wanted, and am doing Violent Student Protests in the 50/60/70s. Joyous.
One more day before Daytona. Yes. Hallelujah!
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