IT's not easy being blind

I can't really see what I'm writing.I've rewsigned myself to an afternoon of eating and listening to the radio, after having my pupils dialated at my eye apointment this afternoon. Thank goodness I know the macros on my computer well enough to et around without seeing any of th ekeys. I'm sure the typing errors I make and don't notice during this post will be a osurce of ammusement (and shame) later.

Forgettting to bring sunglasses was a folly, and I fled home from the clinic with my hand shading my eyes like a clebrity convict and the dorky plastic throw-away sunglasses in my pocket, entertaining ideas of stealing and now I've paused writing for so long I've forgotten what I put and I can't read it. It's like being very very drunk with amazing motor skills.

I've had to put on the radio as I can't read my iTunes. I planned on running errands and chilling in a coffee shop and catching up on reading this afternoon. Oh no. Well, like I said (have I? can't remember) it gives me an excuse to spend my time eating and listening to the radio.. Yes, even though I'm not on Fresh Air anymore, I'll still link to them.

Speaking of radio, I've ordered new uber-indie-nerd glasses for my next/new pair. Yes, I'm ditching the oval wire frames I've had since high school, and with pleasure. But I think I'll have to re-cut my bangs to go with the new glasses. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it -- which'll be in a week. I'm excited.

Ok, this post is hopeless and so I shall abandon it.