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Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Glasses

I always make passes at men who wear glasses.

Well, as long as they have a cute face. There's this one guy at work.... yecch.

Somewhere between Ashland, Oregon; Seaside, Oregon; and Rhode Island I lost my better pair of clip-on sunglasses. These were the pair that I bought for maybe $10-$15 at a sunglass shop in P-Town last year. I've no idea if it was on the plane or something, or where I left them. At any rate, I'm back to using my good-old-fashioned cheap-o clip-ons that, if you believe it, I got back in college when my friend Kelly and I went to New Orleans, and got them at a flea market.

On the same NOLA trip I had already gone to Sunglass Hut and spent at least $20 on a pair of clip-on sunglasses that were actually TOO BIG to fit on my glasses. Finding a perfect pair later at a flea market for less than ten dollars was very ironic. (?)

So now I'm torn between looking for a Sunglass Hut in RI that might have the right size for these glasses, or perhaps going to Lenscrafters and getting entirely new glasses. I've had these things since about 1999 or so. I got them in college when I was starting to report for EIV News and I wanted something not so big as my previous glasses. These of course are polycarbonate (as opposed to glass, which is what I was used to) and have gotten plenty scratched by my hard-wearing.

I'm pretty sure my vision plan covers a new pair of glasses. I could probably use a new pair of glasses. Thing is, I like these cute little round frames. But do I want a pair of rectangular frames?

You know, now that I think about it, I'd like to get my hearing checked as well. I listen in the morning meetings now and it's like, I want to ask people to speak up and stop MUTTERING. "Play to the lady in row Z," I want to say. Is my hearing going after listening to the scanners all the time? Or was it all that clubbing in college (and every so often now) where the music is way too loud?

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