Sunday Morning Subtle But Obvious Organized Self Abuse Swim Club

I have a lot of memories, I seem to not be able to shut up the monkey mind, I over analyze. I now get to do all that while learning to type.

Friday, August 17, 2007

It’s -ugh- official

Yesterday when at the secretary of state I was officially designated a corrective lens wearer. You bitch. I only missed 2 letters.

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At 8/18/2007 11:42 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Welcome to the club...

-- UBU

 
At 8/18/2007 2:42 PM, Blogger Stella Magdalen said...

Is this club anything like MENSA? Cuz when they asked me to join I thought "why would I want to be in a club where I'm the dumb one?"

 
At 8/19/2007 2:22 PM, Blogger Linda Diane Feldt said...

For a quick trip out of town I had to bring three pair of glasses - one pair of regular in case I lost contact lenses in the water, reading glasses in case I had to read any small print, and sun glasses.

Welcome to getting old, it is a privilege. And happy birthday. Hope you're having a good celebration.

 
At 8/19/2007 5:17 PM, Blogger Stella Magdalen said...

Thanks. Keeping it low key. I made myself a heart shaped layer cake. When I put it in the fridge it broke.

 
At 8/21/2007 3:37 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

No, you don't have to be smart to wear glasses -- you just look like it...

 
At 8/22/2007 11:11 PM, Blogger Stella Magdalen said...

I must admit, if I have to have them, and I do, mine are pretty damn sexy.

 

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