During a short break in my busy schedule the other day, I decided to go for a walk.  I didn't have that much time so, to avoid going up to my room and changing shoes and then having to change back, I thought I would just walk barefoot.  Yeah, I'm smart.  I had done it earlier in the week without any trouble, but after my fifteen-minute circuit of the parking lot, I discovered a thumb-sized blister on each heel.  They had me limping the rest of the night.  I considered lancing them...but thought better of it.  By next morning, I could feel them only in certain shoes, and today, not at all.  Besides that, I've just been partying it up in Claudia's apartment last night and going to a three-hour Shabbat service with Katie at a friend's church.
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Real gold fears no fire.