Sunday,
April 14, 2002

Blinky blinky

Yes, I'm still hobbling around. No, I still don't know what caused this, and ibuprofen isn't even touching it. If I still can't stand upright by Tuesday, I'll make an appointment with Dr. Allen and beg for Flexeril. *sigh*

However, I did do something nice for myself today. As a way of celebrating the fact that I'm not being soaked with a huge tax bill this year, I am now the proud possessor of FreshLook Color Contacts in Dark Green*. Well, to be perfectly accurate I will be the proud possessor of dark green contacts in a week or so -- at the moment, I'm wearing clear disposables.

Gotta love disposables -- you can walk out of the doctor's office wearing them, instead of having to wait two weeks for them like in the old days. And no, Mikey, I don't look like the lady from Species, either (my first pair of green contact lenses were, admittedly, rather bright and false-looking). These are a very nice dark green, with enough room at the center to let my natural brown show through for a hazel effect.

I have to admit, though, that some of the other colors look really cool. Turquoise, for instance, was really striking, and I'd like to get a couple of sets in Honey (the idea of having amber eyes has always appealed to me). And one of these days I really do need to see what I'd look like with blue eyes. Well, hey, I've been stuck with brown eyes for 35 years -- it's boring, okay? People with light or hazel eyes can change their eye color just by putting on a different shirt (hmm, I just realized -- all the men I've ever really been attracted to have had light or hazel-colored eyes. The only exceptions have been Charlie Sheen and Kevin Smith, but they have that whole rich chocolate hair/eye coloring thing going for them), whereas we brown-eyed folk are stuck with brown, and brown, and then brown. It wears on you after a while.

I think I've bitched about this before, but it's true -- how many songs have been written for brown-eyed women? One, and it's sung by a guy who looks like he should be teaching math somewhere in an inner city high school. If you have blue eyes, however, you have a plethora of songs to choose from -- hell, green-eyed broads have a wider selection than we do (Green-Eyed Lady, Jolene).

So if you can't fight them, join them, preferably with two-week disposables. Next on the list -- braces. By next year, I may actually have an even smile, for the first time since my adult teeth came in. Coolness. . .

*and a trial pair in their new color Amethyst, according to their website and what the clerk told me. I think I need to call and double-check that she ordered them. Me with purple eyes -- that would be a hoot and a half.