Re: My (brainless) adventure.
Howard, on host 209.86.39.62
Friday, January 12, 2001, at 17:16:20
Re: My (brainless) adventure. posted by flyingcats on Friday, January 12, 2001, at 16:46:23:
> > Ok, I *have* to tell this story! My husband might kill me, though, so if I disappear inexplicably... (on a side note, the word inexplicably is intrinsically cool. So is the word intrinsically.) Anyway... > > > > My husband was in the bathroom, taking out his contact lenses. He picked up his lens case, unscrewed the first lid, and started to panic! He thought he had lost his contact that morning. He started looking all around, in the sink, on the floor, (and ok, maybe I'm exagerating slightly) and everywhere he could think of. Then he thought "Maybe I accidently put it in the other side?" So he unscrews *that* lid....*gasp!!!!* No contact lens! At this point he really starts to panic until....he thinks "Wait a minute. Neither contact lens is there. I can see REALLY clearly. DOH!" He started laughing so hard he had to come and tell me the story, which got ME laughing so hard that my face hurt for about a week. I still get a chuckle thinking about that. > > > > Ti'in his eyes the whole time.'cia > > Ok, I haven't done that, *yet*, but here's my story. > > Less than 3 weeks after I'd gotten my first pair of contacts (very end of August) I went to put them in one morning. Since I hadn't had them very long, I didn't quite have the routine down or the smoothness of getting them in my eyes. So I would lean really close to the mirror to see better. So I'm leaning in real close, about an inch from the glass...and I go and touch my eye, like one does with contacts, and kind of faze out and don't look in the mirror. The contact doesn't seem to go in, and I blink a few times, and look at my finger to make sure it's straightened out and all. > It's not on my finger. > I didn't have either lense in, so I couldn't really see very well, so I lean close to the sink and counter (thinking it had just dropped off) and look for this little tiny piece of clear-blue plastic-rubber thing. After a few minutes, I start to freak out and begin looking on the floor, on the towel, on my arms or body...nothing. I take a deep breath and look at the mirror, about to scream...and see a little clear-blue plastic-rubber thing just hanging off the front of the mirror. > I'd leaned so close that when bringing my finger to my eye, I'd gotten the lense stuck to the mirror. I took it off, cleaned it off, and stuck it in my eye, not as close to the mirror this time. Much better. > > But boy, did I feel stupid. > > -flyi"do you know how many times I typed 'mirrow' up there?"ngcats
Mirror, mirrow in the hall, which is the best mirrah of all. I never could spell that word. And it has just occurred to me that I don't know how many double letters to put in ocured. Which is correct? arror, arrow, error, or errow? And then I can't spell devices or devises or divises or divizzes. How"not my best subject"ard
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