racer96's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Signs from above. Well, yesterday I went and had my eyes examined by the people that would be shining amplified light into them if I so choose. On the way to their office, someone threw a rock across two lanes of freeway, driving in the other direction, which promptly skidded across my hood and into my windshield. Leaving behind some nice big scratches and some scratches on the glass. Not to mention me nearly soiling my pants. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= After having my eyes examined, where the doctors told me that I'm the perfect candidate for having laser eye surgery (except that my expectations might be too high, considering I'm an "athlete" ((please stop laughing now)) and that my vision isn't all that bad), I went back out to my now scratched up car, and found that I had locked my keys in the car. Wonderful. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= So, I sat around for a few hours, waiting for BCAA to come and open up my car for me. And I came to the realization that some higher power must be trying to send me signs. I deciphered those signs as meaning "this is all the bad stuff that can happen to you, now go get your eyes done." Hey, no one ever said reading and comprehending was my strong suit. Mike 4:49 p.m. - 2003-12-04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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