That sounds yum, Calli.

Well I'm...happy and sad for you (-Real Genius), Jesse.

In excellent news, I do not have glaucoma. My eye doctor, in prep for the cataract surgery, saw some spots in my eye that he wanted to take a better look at. So I went in for a field of vision test. Damned annoying. "Stare straight ahead and click the clicky thing when you see a flash of light."

Hi, I have cataracts. In bright light situations, my vision tries to white out, and in any case there are floaters in my eyes that can look like flashes of light. Plus, your flashes of light are smaller than pinheads and only a literal flash. So I didn't know if I was missing flashes or clicking on hallucinations or what. Only the fact that I objectively was not blind and have decent peripheral vision reassured me.

Turns out, I do have a largish blind spot in my right eye, but that's because the eyeball is so long that the rods and cones have been pulled out of kilter and the base of the eyeball tissue is where vision tissue should be. Like the rug not covering all the floor. But that's just the nature of my eyeball.

So in a month and a half, eye surgery! The techs were saying "Oh, you probably won't need your glasses at all, the brain will compensate for you not being able to see out of your other eye with the vision from your good eye." Doc himself said, "It's going to be a challenge, we may have to fiddle with reading glasses to compensate for you not having good close up vision in your repaired eye. We may have to pull the lens out of the right side of your glasses."

Which is why he's the doctor and not just the tech.

The techs were saying "Oh, you probably won't need your glasses at all, the brain will compensate for you not being able to see out of your other eye with the vision from your good eye."

I had one good eye and one very near-sighted eye. I could see, but I got blinding headaches trying to focus on some things before I got glasses.

That list is the best thing Mallory has ever written.

That list is perfection embodied, but in a world that contains Ayn Rand's Sweet Valley High, Dirtbag Arthur Miller, and Karl Marx Works Improved By Quotes From Dune,I'm not sure I can agree with you there.

no that's exactly how you eat an orange

In excellent news, I do not have glaucoma.

That is good news!

In retrospect, I think I always do this for a minute when I have a straight guy friend. I think "I mean, I like him, so doesn't that mean I like him-like him??" (And, um, not just straight guys sometimes...)

So, good news/bad news from the end of the workday: My office boyfriend has an actual girlfriend! And now I know.

Aww.

I think "I mean, I like him, so doesn't that mean I like him-like him??"

Hah. With lesbians this gets all the more confusing. And tends to end in "Wait, was that a date, or not a date? Was it Coffee or just coffee? Shit!"

I worked ALL DAY LONG, y'all. I am exhausted now. (Doesn't help that I got home after midnight last night).

Also: How ridiculous is it that to get home (Seattle) from Fresno, the fastest/best way was to fly through SAN DIEGO?? (This is for future travel, that I was booking today)

With lesbians this gets all the more confusing. And tends to end in "Wait, was that a date, or not a date? Was it Coffee or just coffee? Shit!"

Yeah, I would definitely have to make out with everyone, just to be sure!

How ridiculous is it that to get home (Seattle) from Fresno, the fastest/best way was to fly through SAN DIEGO?? (This is for future travel, that I was booking today)

Pretty ridiculous. But at least you aren't flying through Atlanta.

Well, Jess, it's best thing she's ever written FOR ME. :P

Because I didn't read Dune, or Sweet Valley High. But I do like the Arthur Miller one a lot and had not seen it before.

I survived a week of work. Albeit with a 3:30 snarky email on a Friday, but survived.

-t, replied!