March 21, 2008

Contact Injury

The only difference between this glasses-wearing turd and me is that I was shit scared, it is only shit. Yesterday after work I eagerly raced to the optometrist for my appointment to have and introductory session with contact lenses. At my last appointment I had expressed interest in getting contacts, and my optometrist ordered some … See the full post


March 15, 2008

Wet Wet Wet

Religion and I have never really crossed paths. Sort of like the neighbour who lives diagonally across the road from you. You’re not really sure how many people live there, nor what their story is, but it’s fun to occasionally peer at them with your 300mm telescopic camera lens in between the closed blinds on … See the full post


March 14, 2008

Life Through 8 (possibly 6) Eyes

I had just taken off the last of my clothes and folded my underwear onto the lip of the bathtub (stay with me), when I turned around and let out a silent shriek. At least the intention of the shriek was there, I was just too scared to make any noise. A big hairy spider … See the full post