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||[Feb. 4th, 2010|09:04 am]
Off to get my eyes tested.
I really hate that puff of air thing they do.
In other news....
The postman just came to the door (and woke me up) with a special delivery. I blearily felt for the front door key, struggled with the fog of sleep to get the door open. They he cheerily asks me my name.... "errrr" say I and it seemed like an embarrassingly long time before I remembered. Luckily it wasn't so long that he gave up. Will people stop springing difficult questions on me first thing in the morning.
Hope I wake up before someone starts with the "Better? Worse? Or about the same?".