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Jul. 20th, 2005

I was riding my bike to work today and somehow my glasses came off of my shirt and fell to the pavement as I rode by, too fast for my sausage fingers to grab them.  I rode around and around the block trying to find them, and finally I saw them at the intersection.  So I looped around and stopped about 5 feet in front of them as cars were driving by and was about to grab them when, predictably, a soccer mom in a suburban rolled over them going 30.  So, I rode to work and here I sit, squinting at size 12 font all day trying to decide when I'll have time to drive back to the Galleria to get another pair.  They were my pseudo-birth control glasses, ones that actually were larger enough than my wire-rims to allow me to see everything but not as thick as those neo-BC glasses that've been all the emo rage for the past couple of years (haha, 'emo rage'). 


I guess I'm gonna be popping aspirin all day to tame the no-glasses headache.