Glasses & Gas

June 17, 2005

I got glasses recently. I need them for reading, so they tell me. I’m a little bitter about it.

I told my neighbor about ‘em. She said, “Wow. That usually doesn’t happen until you’re about 40.” And thank you very much for that encouraging little tidbit.

I don’t wear them because my other friend said the more I wear them, the more I’ll need them. But my husband isn’t cool with that. He wants me to wear them as much as possible but something tells me it’s not because he’s concerned about my eyes. I think he just wants to get his money’s worth. He’s got a point.

When I had to choose the frames, the guy at the store asked me what kind I wanted. I’ve never had glasses before. I had no idea so I said, “I don’t care. I just want them to make me look smart.” Heck, if I’ve got to wear glasses, I might as well look intelligent.

Speaking of intelligent. If you’d like to find cheap gas in your area, check out GasBuddy.com.

There is clearly no relation between these two subjects. This is what happens when one’s brain suffers the effects of lack of sleep. At least that’s what I’d like to think anyway. Maybe I’m just getting old…

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