Since I lost a big chunk of my vision in my left eye, I find that I often lose depth perception in food items. Like I can't tell how think I'm spreading the cream cheese on a bagel, or I overfill my cup from the water cooler, or I can't easily tell how much cereal I've put in the bowl... it's weird.
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I was always amazed that my friend who lost an eye could still drive. He had problems with depth perception, but somehow was able to compensate.
As Steph goes, so goes my Bob Loblaw.
::snerkity snerk::
t bows head in moment of silence for poor, cancelled Bob Loblaw and his clients
Calli, cool, thanks for the link. I think he'd like that stuff.
I'm not so sure he'd like the shirt Plei linked. It's a bit more frou-frou, but I'll show him.
I took a long nap and feel more human now. This must be the day for napping.
I was always amazed that my friend who lost an eye could still drive. He had problems with depth perception, but somehow was able to compensate.
I had to double-check the law - yes, you only need one good eye to drive in IL.
I have no idea what to fix for dinner. I need a dinner fairy to show up with it already cooked.
Then it'd be a nice bonus if the fairy did dishes too.
When he's done there, vw, can you send the fairy my way? Hungry...
I need a dinner fairy to show up with it already cooked.
I know this fairy! I hear his name is Trader Joe.
Ugh. That reminds me that I need to go home and feed the boys. I'm thinking turkey.
I need a dinner fairy to show up with it already cooked.
I know this fairy! I hear his name is Trader Joe.
Snerk.
He's also sometimes referred to as the Colonel or the King in our neck of the woods.