Fuck I need glasses. Turns out that, despite the fact that madeline actually COMPLAINED of vision problems, that my vision is worse than hers. In fact, if it gets any worse I'd be required by law to get glasses anyway or I wouldn't be allowed to drive. I hope I can pull off the attractive with glasses look. Lest I go all "recursive layer of ugliness" and get depressed about how I look again. I think that glasses look bad on me but I suppose once I get used to seeing myself with glasses I'll get over it. I hope the frames I picked actually are good. Madeline claimed that they were good, they went with my hair, but I knew that it didn't matter what frames I chose, I would think that I looked awful.

I also need to do something with my hair. It's sort of grown out of it's cut. And I definitely need to lose some weight. Lots of weight. At least 15 pounds. 6 or so to get back to being not technically overweight. *siiiigh*