Skeleton, You Are My Friend...
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Thursday, July 18, 2013
What should I call my visit to the eye doctor?
Walking outside when my pupils are dilated:
Not the best Nosferatu image, I'm sure, but you get the idea.
In other news, my prescription didn't change much! Now poverty is the only thing standing between me and laser surgery!
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