This is what a rant from me sounds like. I HATE MY FLIPPEN EYEBALLS!!!!!!!!
I'm 26 and ever since I can remember I have had problems with my eyes. I know that I'm one in a million but that does not make it any easier!!! Even when I had insurance for my cursed eyeballs not only was going to the eyedoc a pain in the ass but finding a doc that wasnt blind too!!!! Ack. I have spent sooooo much money on contacts that werent the right prescription, but when youre working a thousand hours a week the last thing you want to do on your day off his sit in a chair in a dark room having someone flash lasers tasers and blowing "puffs" of wind in your already agro eyeballs! A fee here and a fee there. Lets not mention the cost of saline solution and when you FINALLY get a vacation you forget to bring a spare pair only because your human and of course you have to rip, tear or lose a contact on the first flippen day. (raising my fist)
Most of this is my fault I know, well except the whole almost being blind part. I get a lil tipsy and forget to take them out. And Gawd forbid I want to go to the movie theater like any other average human without carrying a "just in case things get fucked up with one of my eyeballs" bag, and you *know* they always do. Its my fault because I wait last minute to order a new pair, I wait until the ones that I am wearing grow spikes and nails and scrape at my lens everytime I blink. Gotta love those calcium deposits!!!!!! I wait until my contacts almost disolve in my eye, and convincing my eyeball to disolve with them. I have made no attempt to put this rant in order, spell check or even determine if it makes any sense. I cant see the screen anyway so who gives a malty mook? I want to pull my eyes out of my head and let them soak in some Elka-Selzter..........for a day or two, while I am in a deepdark drugged sleep. Perhaps dreaming about Johnny Depp mixing margaritas on some hot island for me somewhere, or maybe I will be dreaming about Vin making funny faces and acting out all his previous silly stunts.....either way.....I would give my soul to a donkey if I could just go one day without the word EYEBALL going through my mind.
That is all.
Peas.