Monday, November 21, 2011

I'm Asian.  Or 63/64 Asian.  I plan on tracking down my ancient Dutch ancestor someday.  But not today.

My Asianness causes me to have horrible eyesight.  You can argue about correlation vs causation, but believe me.  It's caused by my Asianness.

I wear contacts.  I have glasses, too.  But I usually wear contacts.  I only wear my glasses if I'm too lazy to leave my apartment or I'm taking a redeye.

Yesterday was the first day I wore my glasses because someone else was wearing my contacts.  I woke up in the morning afternoon and stumbled into the bathroom.  I squinted to find my contact case.  I found it.  I unscrewed my contact case and dumped out the solution.  I open the little hinged door and there were no contacts.  My case was empty.

At first I thought I got robbed, but then I remembered I was in NY staying at my friend's place.  So I thought he got robbed.  But then I thought maybe in some freak accident, he woke up and put my contacts into his eyes.  He must have walked into the bathroom, picked up a contact case that he didn't put there, assumed that the contact fairies left some contacts for him conveniently in the bathroom and proceeded to put them in.  And then went to work.  Blind.

I texted him and he confirmed the above theory.

I had to wait until this morning to get my contacts back so I could see well enough to post this.  My eyes feel a little violated.


Friday, October 28, 2011

another life lesson

2005.  Pre-financial crisis.  Pre-law school.  175 posts on Mozo.  Life was good.

2011.  1 post on Mozo.

Either I got really lazy and just stopped blogging, or my life got drastically less interesting.  Since I'm such a diligent, responsible, hard-working person in all aspects of my life (as you all can attest to), it's obvious what happened.

Conclusion:  Don't be old.

Spread the word.  Teach your kids.  Don't let this happen to YOU.

No, I don't know what I'm doing awake at 6:33am.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

In yo face!

At the end of my run, a bug flew in my face. I remember feeling something briefly in my eye, but I couldn't tell if it was just sweat or my hand waving away the bug.

After I got back home, I washed my face and looked in the mirror.



That black speck is the bug.