Tomorrow I'm going back to the eye doctor to try out the cool new pair of Ralph Lauren Polo frames (lol) that are small and light and stylish yet somehow cheaply priced which means there is probably something wrong with them and they come in my choice of gun mental or gold.
Which is good because my current glasses aren't the right prescription anymore so I'm basically seeing wrong and they are too big and unwieldly. I really need to wear my contacts more, but I'm too lazy to spend 45 seconds each day putting them in.
Seth, I fucking hate all those drops they give you. There's one to test if you have glaucoma, which of course I don't, but when I dabbed it with the tissue you'd think she poured yellow paint on my eyeballs. I turned two tissues completely yellow just by dabbing them on my eyes. There was another drop to "check the dimensions of my eyes" or some shit like that, but I think they're just fucking with me and seeing how much crap they can drop in my eyes before they shrivel up and die.
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