2001-11-10
1:49 p.m.
Probably more than you wanted to know about my eyes

I am growing increasingly apprehensive about going home next weekend. Over the summer, when I was at the optometrist's office for a routine check-up, the doctor saw something in my eye. I had to go to the Cincinnati Eye Institute to have it checked out, and the doctor there thought it was nothing, but wanted to do a visual field test, which, if you don't know what that is, involves staring at a light for so long that your eyes start to cross and then hitting a little button everytime you see other lights around it. My right eye was great. My left eye failed miserably. So, next Saturday I have to get up at the asscrack of dawn to go out there and do it again, and she also wants to look at my eyes again. I hope to God there's nothing wrong with them. I'm very squeamish about my eyes. It's amazing to me that I can manage to wear contacts, but I hate their little machines all up in my face. Oh, and what makes it scarier is that it is on the exact same road as the ex. Every time I go out there, it's very nerve racking, cause I have no idea where he's working now or anything, although last time I heard, it was at some podunk gas station. I'll have to remember to avoid places with names like Mr. Swifty. Apparently McDonald's was just too challenging. He used to work there. I'll be money that he got fired.

Last night I went to see Shallow Hal with Niki, Jodie, and Stephanie. I don't know how I feel about this movie yet, so I'm not going to comment. Give me a few days to collect my thoughts. Anyway, before the movie, I went to dinner at Applebee's - the same Applebee's at which I have made a total drunken ass of myself on more than one occasion. Our waiter last night was the exact same waiter we had one night when I got a little too friendly, and drew pornographic pictures all over the children's menu and then gave him my phone number. I don't think he remembered me, though. I hope, anyway.

My roommates are gone and I'm all alone. How sad. Tonight I'm very excited about this hypnotist show we're seeing. I'm extra excited cause we will be in the front row, although we're going to the x-rated show. What would consistute an x-rating in a hynposis special? I don't know if I'm ready to find out, especially sitting in the front row. Here's hoping I don't get a face full of someone's boobs or something like that.

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It's Friday again! - 2005-10-01
Amendment to previous entry... - 2005-09-26
Longer than I intended. It's to tide you over for another week. - 2005-09-23