You know how people always say that they “can’t feel their legs” when they’re really tired? That is total inaccurate rubbish because the only time you can feel your legs is when you’re very tired. Today I got to feel a lot, knee down, and my legs have disowned me so now my ears and my legs have a different last name.

I spent the day walking and I never knew I could walk this much. I never knew I liked documenting my life this much. You see, I go places to take pictures to document that I was in these places. I don’t even pay attention to where I am or look and admire the places I go to; I just take pictures. I go home and look at the pictures and go Ahh, SWEET! and Look! Two people making out! . I am miserable this way because I don’t understand time and so I don’t believe what’s going on around me until it has passed already. You probably have more issues than I do though, because you’re reading about mine and enjoying it.

Got a screw in my head,
Diddy diddy diddy
– dead.

The weather today was very hot. It was also very humid because of all the sweat and other bodily liquids trapped in the air. I went to the National Museum of Air & Space and to the National Museum of Natural History. Those are the two museums I wanted to go to and had the time to visit. Although I did want to go to some woman-related museums in the area, but there was no time for that.

My tour inside the two museums was very exciting and informative. I’ve always wanted to go to the Museum of Natural History, ever since I was a nerdy kid reading encyclopedias for fun, so it was a great dream come true to be there for real. A Night at The Museum was a bad movie though and anyone who thinks otherwise has an infertile imagination crossed with no sense of humor. I only watched it because the alternative was a contemporary Egyptian “comedy” which is polite for “nonsense.”

After the museums, I went to the Washington Monument, Lincoln Memorial, Reflecting Pool, WW I Memorial, WW II Memorial, Korean War Veterans Memorial, Vietnam Veterans Memorial, Jefferson Memorial, and the Smithsonian Castle. I passed by the Pentagon and Arlington National Cemetery, and also by many federal buildings while moving within or around the National Mall. As usual, you can see pictures of everything I saw today in my Picasa - Washington DC album.

I walked to and from all these places, if you can imagine that. It was exhausting to walk that much in the heat. And to make things worse, my ankle-length sock slipped down my shoe and my shoe cut my foot and my foot hurt really bad throughout the final part of the day. I kept walking funny like I needed to go to the restroom. Do you know how embarrassing it is to cross the street looking like you want to take a leak by the nearest tree, doggy-style, when you really are in so much pain you don’t even care how embarrassed you are?

Pretty embarrassing. And painful.

This is the third time one of my feet gets cut on the back of the ankle during my stay in the states, do you think it’s a sign? If so, what is it a sign of? What are my feet, socks, or shoes trying to tell me?

Any of a number of things:

1- Go footnude forever.
2- Buy new socks.
3- Go back to Jordan.
4- Blank (readers’ input).

What do you think it is?