cars are heavy

a car ran over my foot. the doctor was extremely confused. he slumped himself in the wheelchair and pondered for minutes. i didn't want to break his concentration. i will schedule an MRI appt. tommorow. these past few weeks have been filled with bad omens. and just general shit going down incorrectly. i guess it could be worse, it could have been my head underneath the wheel. a wizard would have never let this happen. what an evening. the dance party stops before midnight. foot totally jacked. don't get paid. tour coming up. birds show up, nothing doing. no rent (still). work??? i think i'm gonna join the circus. i'll be mr. pitiful. thank you otis.