The eyes are the first to go
Mar. 20th, 2007 11:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Even though I've been wearing glasses since I was 6, this isn't about me, it's about Brett. Brett recently started wearing reading glasses, and he doesn't like it. Grudgingly, he's recently started to carry them with him everywhere because it's getting harder for him to read all that fine print.
Yesterday, I e-mailed him about Teh Partay 3. He replied today with a big yes (mention pulled pork, and he'll do just about anything), and he mentioned that his friend, "Loerna" checked out our Flickr pages and was quite taken by my photographs. I e-mail him back, "Loerna? Do you perhaps mean Lorena?" (his next door neighbor). He e-mails back, "Christ. Now I need my f**kig glasses to read what I type on the computer."
Then, after he put his glasses on, he e-mails back, "And now that I've actually put them on, I see I misspelled "f**cking." "
D'oh!
Yesterday, I e-mailed him about Teh Partay 3. He replied today with a big yes (mention pulled pork, and he'll do just about anything), and he mentioned that his friend, "Loerna" checked out our Flickr pages and was quite taken by my photographs. I e-mail him back, "Loerna? Do you perhaps mean Lorena?" (his next door neighbor). He e-mails back, "Christ. Now I need my f**kig glasses to read what I type on the computer."
Then, after he put his glasses on, he e-mails back, "And now that I've actually put them on, I see I misspelled "f**cking." "
D'oh!
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Date: 2007-03-21 01:49 pm (UTC)Truly, a man after my own heart.