Eyes revisited

by Christopher Paul on April 25, 2006


I’m in a car on my way back uptown to see the eye doctor. If he thinks I’m able to get the surgery, I will.

This is the defining moment, here. I either go home knowing that my eye sight can be more normal or I go home knowing that I will always have to wear contacts.

I’m a little nervous.

On another note, this limo driver can’t drive! He’s going really slow and he moves around very timidly. I would have been to the office by now. And he’s taking the slowest route possible.

And he’s talking to me. Can’t I just blog on my blackberry in peace? Oh, and would turning on the AC!?!?!?

Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry.

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