morbid blisters

So the rather morbid literature review has been handed in, and the adolescent needs or wants or interests or whatever presentation is over. Now I have just a little time to breathe before having to get right back to work again. I’m in class now (ZzzzZzzz), and my feet are totally killing me. I have blisters on my blisters, I swear. My pretty shoes are definitely not meant for walking – I learnt this the hard way. 4 p.m. seems like forever away…