questionable fashion statement

The more I work from home, the more perks I discover. There are the obvious perks – working naked, rolling out of bed and stumbling to your computer, taking breaks to play with the cats – but I’ve been enjoying some other things as well. Deciding what to have for lunch each day is no longer a chore; we usually have food in the house and if not I can zip out to grab something in the neighbourhood. There’s always Diet Coke and ice here, too. I can listen to anything I like at any volume; I don’t have to answer the phone or deal with other people’s quirks; the atmosphere is a good deal less chilly here than it is at the Space Station. Each day is a new adventure.

Take today, for example. I am wearing a Saran Wrap hat. I decided to take a break and henna my head again, so I mixed up the goo and added some spices and slopped it all on my head. The Saran Wrap – which I am rocking, by the way – it keeping things nice and warm, and soon I will go rinse it all off my head and see how orange I will be for the remainder of August. It is good times. I am loving the flexibility that comes with being able to wear a Saran Wrap Hat while working.

The Eternal SUV was towed away this morning, too. Hooray! Now, if I could just stop freaking out every time my eye itches, I would be a happy duck.

i was kidding about the worms

Did I ever tell you about that time I had a motherfucking BUG in my EYE?

After leaving the meteor shower on Sunday night, something flew into my face. I stopped to brush it away, but my left eye immediately started watering like something was in it. Things were definitely not feeling right in there, so I blinked the obstruction away until it stopped feeling weird. Paranoid, I checked out my eye with a mirror. One eyeball, one iris, several eyelashes – all was good. I figured I had poked myself in the eye while trying to shoo the insect away, as I tend to do that a lot.

Fast forward to last night around 7:30. We were walking towards a restaurant when my eye started to feel REALLY funky, like someone parked a truck on it. I whipped out my handy mirror, peered into it, and .. what the hell was that on my eye? Oh, it’s nothing major – just a FLY in my EYE. The bug that I thought I brushed away last night actually got CAUGHT IN MY EYEBALL and spent almost 24 HOURS TRAPPED BEHIND MY EYE until it made its way out again.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! A BUG! IN MY EYE!!!!!

I am more than a little convinced that the bug spent its time in my eye socket laying eggs, and things are going to eat their way out of my skull via my left eye.

Oh god, I think I just made myself sick.

HELP!!!!