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the city calling me out into the night
Aug. 3rd, 2007 11:11 pmMan, you know what I'm terribly afraid of? That someday I'll be stranded on a desert island and I'll be wearing my contacts but not have my glasses. 'Cos what the hell will I do then? No contact lens cleaner or drops or the storage case to use, and I'll probably try to wear them as long as I can because I'm blind otherwise, and they'll get all horrible like when you get drunk at a friend's house, fall asleep on their couch without taking them out, and then wake up the next morning and are like "oh fuck I did it again ick," and you have to peel them off (if soft) or pop them out (if hard) and it hurts and basically sucks and you've got that crumbly-sticky eyegoop in the corners of your eyes, and your friend doesn't wear contacts so you have to rinse them out with water and try to put them back in, and for the next couple hours you squint a lot. That, or I'm afraid I'll have to perform dental surgery with an ice skate, like Tom Hanks did.
It's like a somewhat lamer Twilight Zone episode. I don't watch the show, but I wonder if anyone on Lost ever had my problem. Of course, even having your glasses gives no guarantee of safety-- hell, look what happened to poor Piggy in Lord of the Flies.
I have been trimming my friends-list here and there. Nothing against anyone, it's just the same old story-- lots of work, less time. I keep people I trim in a separate bookmark's folder, and check on them intermittently. So, if we haven't spoken to each other in a while or the interests have diverged very far, I figure we are better off meeting for tea once a week or so instead of every day.
Of course, you are always free to cut me off as well, no hard feelings.
Oh yeah, meme-- Leave a comment if you want to know what I really think of you, and I'll reply and tell you. Unless I don't know you, in which case I may lie! Or I'll look at your journal and give you the first thing that pops in. But basically this is just an excuse to tell a lot of people they're awesome, which I rather like doing.
It's like a somewhat lamer Twilight Zone episode. I don't watch the show, but I wonder if anyone on Lost ever had my problem. Of course, even having your glasses gives no guarantee of safety-- hell, look what happened to poor Piggy in Lord of the Flies.
I have been trimming my friends-list here and there. Nothing against anyone, it's just the same old story-- lots of work, less time. I keep people I trim in a separate bookmark's folder, and check on them intermittently. So, if we haven't spoken to each other in a while or the interests have diverged very far, I figure we are better off meeting for tea once a week or so instead of every day.
Of course, you are always free to cut me off as well, no hard feelings.
Oh yeah, meme-- Leave a comment if you want to know what I really think of you, and I'll reply and tell you. Unless I don't know you, in which case I may lie! Or I'll look at your journal and give you the first thing that pops in. But basically this is just an excuse to tell a lot of people they're awesome, which I rather like doing.
