no, i havent lost my mind - i lost that earlier this year - i've lost my fucking glasses!

without them, i could be likened to a stumbling, rambling imbecile in the dark.
well, maybe not but it's still a bad thing!
GAAAWD.

today is my father's, hmm... what's 2009 minus 1963? oh. it's his 46th birthday. we celebrated at this irish pub slash restaurant, shenanigans. (you should read the following in an irish accent) it was crazy. everything and everyone was all over the place. the waiters were a wee bit dimwitted, the food was slow and the atmosphere was... oh wait, there wasnt any. and the menus! have you ever heard of a restaurant with insufficient menus?! oh my leprechaun! very inefficient indeed! the food wasnt anything to shout about too. nothing memorable. conclusion: not recommended because i wouldnt go back there. (stop accent NOW)

about my glasses: DAMMIT! my only pair, gone! if my parents found out, i'd be dead.

... but then, i dont think they have to find out. since i've got some money now, i'll buy another pair myself. i still dont like what's happening though. what a stupid, unnecessary waste of money on something that could have been prevented! and i'll have to buy my specs ASAP because i cannot watch tv without them. a world without tv would be the last straw...

*twitching violently*

... but it's my money!!!




i dont know how i'm meant to feel anymore.