FUCK MY LIFE
Feb. 20th, 2011 10:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So, my foot is sprained, I'm pretty sure, and I'm supposed to rest it and constantly ice it or whatever and not walk but I can't avoid walking for the next two days because I have to go to work and I have to walk there. If I was getting a ride there and back both days it wouldn't be such a big deal but it's a ten to fifteen minute walk there and back and I don't think I can do it again. It's been hurting since the concert on Thursday and I'm really worried I've done a lot of damage to it over the past few days as I thought it was just, like, sore or something and it would get better but it hasn't. I iced it tonight and it's elevated on a pillow right now and it feels fine, but it didn't hurt when I was sitting before anyway.
This is just fucking great. Like I need this shit right now. I can't afford to miss any work, and my FUCKING TAX REFUND IS STILL NOT HERE when I need it to pay my student loans again until I can find a second job, which I may not be able to do now because I told work I was available any time and now they are scheduling for mornings, afternoons, and nights, and it is impossible finding out my schedule far enough in advance to tell any second job that I may have.
WHAT DID I DO, UNIVERSE? HUH?
eta: Screw it, unless my foot is magically cured tomorrow morning, I'm calling in sick tomorrow. It's only a four hour shift anyway.
And there's no weird swelling or anything, so that's good, I guess. My foot looks totally normal. It just hurts when I walk.
This is just fucking great. Like I need this shit right now. I can't afford to miss any work, and my FUCKING TAX REFUND IS STILL NOT HERE when I need it to pay my student loans again until I can find a second job, which I may not be able to do now because I told work I was available any time and now they are scheduling for mornings, afternoons, and nights, and it is impossible finding out my schedule far enough in advance to tell any second job that I may have.
WHAT DID I DO, UNIVERSE? HUH?
eta: Screw it, unless my foot is magically cured tomorrow morning, I'm calling in sick tomorrow. It's only a four hour shift anyway.
And there's no weird swelling or anything, so that's good, I guess. My foot looks totally normal. It just hurts when I walk.