Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Welp, it's next time. So I'm updating. While eating mac and cheese. Mmm, delicious, wonderful macaroni and cheese. At 10:30 in the morning no less-when I should be having a nice, healthy bowl of cereal. But no, I want macaroni and cheese.

Well, this week is going to be crazy.

Tuesday(a.k.a. today): Eye appointment at 3 to get my eyes dilated, then hanging out with J-chan and getting my hair cut (hopefully), then going to The Lion King musical at 6:30-7:00ish.

Wednesday: If hanging out with J-chan after my eye appointment doesn't work, today is the day. Also wandering around going: "The light! It burrrrnnnnsss. It buuuurrrrnnnsssss us!"

Thursday: Eye surgery at 10 AM, spending rest of the day in a semi-comatose state because drugs=wheeeeee sleep.

Friday: Post-op exam at 1 PM, wandering around going: "Why can't I seeee? Oh, because of these fsking patches."

Saturday: Mini-con, from 7 AM to about 1 AM. Because I'm working the convention, getting there at 7 AM to help set up and then staying after the dance (which ends at midnight) and helping to clean up.

Sunday: Freeeedom! In other words, back to enrolling for college and back to looking for a job to make up for the (probably ridiculously crazy amounts of) money I spent at Mini-con.

If your're going "ZOMGWTF eye surgery?" like most everyone I've talked to has, I'm getting LASIK. You know, LASIK-the laser surgery that corrects your vision so you probably won't have to wear glasses again until you're in your 40s.

Because yes, Sere is nearsighted pretty badly and has had to wear glasses for most of her 18 and some change years on earth and while she likes glasses and wearing them because they make her look sophisticated, glasses are evil and like to find a way on to the top of her head so she can't find them in the morning.

And you call could be going: "Well, why not wear contacts, Sere? Surely that would be easier?" and it would be, except for one small problem: I like to sleep. Randomly. I will be in my room working on a story and then wake up several hours later and a feeling most commonly described as "Well, fsk." And since I'm not privy to the wonders of those overnight contacts, sleeping is a bad, bad thing.

So no contacts for the Sere. =(

And that is all I have to say.

Hybrid Vigor, ZOMG. ZOMGZOMGZOMG. The happiness I feel right now. I thought it would never, EVER return to OB - HV3 was 2002 *sob* - and it did, albeit not Rico's version, but it's still back. *worships James, but not like a God*

Um, post about hair cutting and The Lion King tomorrow, for I don't want to bombard you with too much, kay?

--Sere
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