Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks
when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement
Thursday, October 26, 2006
. . .finally went to optometrist.
Got new script and am waiting for glasses. Got new contacts (free ones for now) and have already lost one due to waiting too late to take them out. They become part of your body, and then they disappear.
Not a good sign, when real ones cost $20 a piece. It's okay, one eye is better than none.
PS - graffiti on 39th near Penn. PPS - the camera is auto-focus; no setting for "moving car," so this image is not my eyes' fault. PPPS - spent $500.