>So for ages now, Fialonia has been bugging me to get my eyes checked. I’ve never had my eyes checked. In my defense, I thought that I had (Fialonia was more than a little appalled by the fact that I didn’t know that the eye test they do for your drivers licence is not the same as getting your eyes checked. Apparently I could have eye cancer or something and the drivers licence people would not know that). Anyway, after months of nagging, she finally convinced me by noting that I held my articles quite far from my face or quite close. I know it sounds stupid, but I thought everyone had to re-adjust like that. Turns out, not so much. So I went in.
I don’t have eye cancer. Or glaucoma. But when my right eye was covered, and I was forced to read with my left eye alone, I was stunned. What the hell is up with my left eye!? The difference was shocking to me. So glasses it is. The glasses you see above in fact. Fancy. The girl at the counter tried to get me to buy these spiff Dior ones but at $100 more than the Hugo’s, I thought I’d better not. Holy crap but glasses are expensive (I can hear my sister laughing).
As if I wasn’t geek enough…yeesh.