Mine Eyes Dazzle
I hate having my eyes dilated at the opthalmologist's. Hate hate hate. I know they need to check on my retinas, but what on earth can I do for the rest of the day, sitting around squinting with no ability to focus? I need to prep for class tomorrow, and reading about two pages in a row makes my head swim. I also can't study Torah, update course webpages, or curl up with a Fun Book. (Don't ask how I'm posting to LJ -- it involves pushing my glasses way down on my nose, punching the text size in my browser way up, and taking advantage of my mad touch-typing skillz.)
Oh well. At least now I have current prescriptions for both glasses and contacts, which was the object of the exercise. If anyone has favorite glasses frames along the same lines as my current ones -- which for the vast majority of you who have never met me in person, are also rather like Fred's on Angel -- I can always use ideas.
In other news, classical Sufism = nummy. When I get back to being able to read, that is. And the Megillat Esther graphic novel is indeed the coolest thing I have seen in a long time. Will get around to blogging about it soonish. As soon as I get my eyes back.
Oh well. At least now I have current prescriptions for both glasses and contacts, which was the object of the exercise. If anyone has favorite glasses frames along the same lines as my current ones -- which for the vast majority of you who have never met me in person, are also rather like Fred's on Angel -- I can always use ideas.
In other news, classical Sufism = nummy. When I get back to being able to read, that is. And the Megillat Esther graphic novel is indeed the coolest thing I have seen in a long time. Will get around to blogging about it soonish. As soon as I get my eyes back.