Every Man Is An Island

I stand by that. But clearly some men are island chains. Underneath, they are connected...

Monday, February 06, 2006

Nice Try

So I thought today I would get up super early and go into work early. I did manage to accomplish a few goals. I ate my left over Chipotle from my Super Bowl bet with Ryan. I got a real parking spot not an illegal made up one. But when I got here and started doing a bit of reading, I rubbed my eye like an idiot. Then my vision got blurry. Then I could only see clearly out of one eye, and I knew what I had done. Stupid. I didn't feel it fall out and couldn't see it on my desk or the floor. I went to look at my eye in the bathroom but couldn't locate it and felt like a huge idiot messing with my eye in there. So I borrowed a compact from Elizabeth and fooled around with my eye some more. I found it tucked way back in my eye socket folded over onto itself. Now I am wasting more time writing this piece when I should be working on my new project. Gaw, I just suck at life. F.

1 Comments:

  • At 7:12 PM, Blogger Andrew said…

    "Tucked way back in my eye socket"...(shuddering) Man that had to be painfull. I have had my contacts tear while on my eye, fall out, or completly dry up and not go back in, but never have I had my contact roll back behind my eye.

     

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