Dear Diary, My toes are black and blue on account of working a series of long shifts in heels. I should have known better. I'm no longer a spring chicken. I can't wear these contraptions on my feet like I'm some kind of Barbie doll. I'm a human being. Anyways, aside from work I haven't been up to much. I've been neglecting my toy collection. I feel bad that everything is packed in boxes from the move back to my parent's place. I just can't return to my magical toy world. Right now I am stuck in the real world. And right, right now I need to get back to my counter because my break is up. -Michael Lynn
