No flake. I suck.
On a completely unrelated note, and as I mentioned earlier, my glasses broke a week ago. They broke in spectacular, unmendable fashion. Which was okay, actually, as I needed a new prescription anyway and this was merely incentive to just go ahead and take care of that. Today I finally had my appointment with the eye doctor. I went to one of those "glasses done in an hour" places because a) I don't have a regular optometrist up here yet, b) I don't know any optometrists up here yet, and c) I wanted my new glasses right now, immediately, today, thankyouverymuch. Plus, I come from a small town where we never had these new-fangled, big-city fancy-pants things like "glasses while you wait". It's a massive novelty.
Only, apparently, not for the likes of me.
See, kids, I'm blind. Okay, not service dog blind, but definitely "What is that slightly darkish smudge? My hand, you say? And it's right in front of my face? Hmmm." without my glasses. And while spectacles for mere mortals can easily be ground out in an hour, correction for nearsightedness of my magnitude requires ten days.
At least they gave me a pair of trial contacts so I don't have to wear the floppy, old, worn out pair I luckily found in a drawer so I could make it till the appointment. I'm very excited to get my new glasses, too. They're pretty cute. Of course, they were pretty cute with the demo lenses in them. It's always so hard to envision new frames with roughly an inch of plastic hanging out the sides, but I digress. When I get them, I'll post a pic.
So, the big city's not so fancy pants after all.