My feet are bare. It's freaking hot.
TOO MUCH TO DO.
I can't even wear shoes. No time. There's a fan blowing on me now, thank goodness.
There's a cool idea coming from outside. It's not actually a cool breeze, just the idea of a breeze.
Oh, my back hurts. At least my back hurting distracts me from any shoulder hurting I might otherwise feel
Have you thought up a new name for your toad? I was thinking, ADIDAS. They're shoes, and toads like shoes and toes go in shoes. Toes like shoes toes like shoes toes like shoes.
Toad toe toad toe
Does it need to make sense? NO.
LAUGH AT ME
NOOOOO STOP laughing. I mean, I wish you were laughing so hard that I could protest, while laughing myself, "stop laughing. Ow, your laughing is making me laugh and it hurts to laugh. HA AH HA!"
But you're not laughing, so I'm not laughing. Tickle my toes. Tickle your toes. Explore what life is like for a toe inside a shoe. That's what sleeping in a sleeping bag is like. It's like being a foot. And your whole leg is a toe. You only have two toes when you're a foot. and your toes are just little bumps, like maybe a rash or something? So you drown them in athletic powder, but that doesn't make your toes go away, because they're not a rash.
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