It Is Midnight Somewhere

Routine. Everyday. All day.
The Feet From Hell are gone.
About to disappear for a bit.
See ya in a week.

Mixes for Nancy.

Nancy gets revenge.

Drying some clothes.

The Eat Big To Get Big Week.

Who Have I Become?

I work nonstop.

Things never seem to get any easier either.

The skin on my feet is slowly coming back.

No pictures, because there was nothing worth taking a picture of.

FML.