Sunday, December 19, 2004

Mayon-Egg

Anxiety attacks be damned, my parents took me to Valley Fair, which apparently decided that “Valley Fair” didn’t adequately enough shout “upper-class shopping” and now calls itself “Westfield” or else that sounds like a track housing development. I got new glasses from the nice people at LensCrafters and they dilated my pupils in the process. Puppy dog black with the tiniest ring of blue around them. I look into mirror and think, “Shit. I look like a Powerpuff Girl.”

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