Yep, my life's pictures up until the invention of digital cameras. Why did I take so many 'sexy' pictures of myself? Why so many boys? Why so many obligatory dance pictures?
That whole pile on the left got thrown away. If I haven't talked to you since high school, you got the boot. If I dated you and you're not Mike, you're trash now. Sorry.
Anyways, braved it through the storm to get to the eye doctor. Never before have I had to 'race' the rain like I had to do; I saw it coming down the road, picked up speed, and sprinted into the door as the fat drops started to fall.
The verdict? Reading glasses will help. So why not pick out fun ones?
(Yes, the sides have blue on them. I just can't.get.away.from.the.blue.)
i love them.
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