be careful what you wish for, for your wish

came true.

so, i went to a opticals shop today because i needed plain glasses with anti-glares so that i could ride more safely at night. i tell you the kamikaze flies that hit you in the eye in the middle of the ring road traffic are deadlier than the idiot driver coming from the other side with his high beam on.

on a whim, i asked for an eye-test. first, the guy made me rest my face on a snazzy contraption - chin on the chin-rest, forehead on the forehead-rest. he adjusted a bunch of knobs and we were ready.

i peered into the eyepiece and saw a happy white picket fence making its way to a happy white cottage. not great art, but i was expecting to be bombarded with brilliant light - hi-tech stuff you know. so, of course i was glad to meet the picture instead. the optometrist kept varying the focus, and i obediently kept rattling away about the clarity of the image at different points. until he told me that i could shut up because the machine was programmed to read my vision and did not require my verbal assistance. ah well.

so, it's official. i'm astigmatic. and by four tomorrow, i'll actually have compound eyes.

being a chashmish has always been my dearly-cherished desire. technically, i should have been on top of the world today.