looking retarded

So, ordered new glasses, ones I really like. They'll take a week to get here.

Also, I broke my current glasses. It was like they gave up when they knew for sure they were being replaced. "Fuck this" they said, and split in half.

The people at Sears Optical were nice enough to rig me up a spare pair, while I wait for the swanky ones to come in.

I look ridiculous.

Like the kid on that shorter bus with the juice box and the wide grin would see me coming, point, laugh, and tell me I look retarded. And he'd be right. I'd sit down next to him, adn when he was done giggling, I'd ask him for a sip from his juice box.

But maybe not. He'd probably never stop giggling.

~sighs~