Oculi Craporum

For about 6 months now, I have been entirely incapable of seeing anything farther than three inches from my face with my left eye. I've tried complaining about it. I've tried monocling the rebellious eye (ask Hollyce for a very bad picture of monocled me). Nothing worked so as a last resort, I went to the ophthalmologist and found out that my eyes suck. Mostly the left one and not that badly. I have a "mild" presrcription, but I can't attest to it's mildocity. All I can say is that there's a series of illegible numbers and dashes on the prescription for each eye. I'll probably end up with a month's supply of Cialis unless the pharmacist is trained in deciphering doctorial hierogliphs. My mom dropped me off at the hospital whose two floors of lobbies looked and smelled more like hotel lobbies than a hospital's. I found the vision center ("We've got BOTH eyes on you.") whose walls were lined with glasses, mirrors, eye models (What a great profession that must be. "Okay look at the camera. Good. Now let's get a shot of you looking at the camera and smiling.") Anyways, I went to the doctor and he performed quite a few tests some of which I would have questioned the authenticity and necessity of if it had been worth the effort. The end result of course was the aforementioned prescription which makes me glad that John Nash is indeed still alive contrary to what I told Byrne ealier this year.

I also made the grand mistake of agreeing to participate in WorldQuest tomorrow. I really don't think I'll do well on any of the topics except maybe current events. I plan on pouring over an atlas tonight to prepare for the geography section. Can't hurt the flag department either. Meh, I get a free dinner and a possible trip to D.C. in April; it'll be worth the time and probable humiliation. This is my first year doing this, but last year, the other members of my team missed the grand prize by one point so hopefully I'll be able to pick up the slack of the kid who was kicked off last year's team.

I finished watching The Manchurian Candidate yesterday. I had started it a few days previous but I lost the DVD remote which I still can't find so I took a break. (Movie watching can be such hard work. But seriously, I needed that remote. I had to be able to pause so I could take notes and watch the movie "intelligently".) The movie itself was very good. Angela Lansbury should have played more bitchy mothers in her movie career; she's very good at being sinister. Murder, She Wrote gave her the "good detective girl" image. Not cool. =P

I'm off to do homework. I have to make time to study for WQ tomorrow. Wish me luck.

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