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Item the first: ( A guess about Paranoia Agent )

Item the second: Image popped into my head tonight. A.E. Bakura, in tan jeans and a red t-shirt with the sleeves ripped off. The shirt read "I killed the Pharoah and all I got was his soul."

I laughed out loud, I couldn't help it. ^^;

Item the third: I am sitting here incredibly nervous about my eye appointment shortly, but I just realized part of why this bothers me? I hate repeating myself.

And I'm going to have to, over and over, as we go through the lovely fun of it all. "Yes. No. Yes. No." >.<

Picturing Pegasus trying on monocles, though. ;p

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*bounces about*

Attention, toon-loving persons!

Go here! And provide toon-squee and reports and such! ...pleeease? *sparkly eyes*

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Well. Today did not endear me to eye-exams.

Arrival: 10:15
Departure: 2:00

&%$#@*

And every test twice, because they discovered something they were missing, but it's not bad enough they need to do anything with my glasses now for it, oh no. Just something we need to keep an eye on. %$#&*

I think my eyes are still slightly dilated as well, which does not surprise me considering that was the last thing that was done. >.<

I think that I shall go now and kill small, hapless, computerized lifeforms. Save all my cartoon-viewing for tomorrow, when my eyes will be back to normal. >:/

...to be fair. There was a nice salesclerk who helped me pick out some frames I think I'll like. And there was Pegasus snarking (and eventually snarling) in the back of my head, which was a useful distraction.

... I hate eye exams.