i had an optometrist appointment this morning cause i'm getting new glasses. however i'm quite concerned that i got my eyes tested before i'd had a coffee. was i more bleary eyed than usual? also, he didn't seem as thorough as the nice man who tested my eyes in st kilda two years ago. shit man. also, another frightening thing happened this morning. i was eating esther's marmalade with sour cream on rye bread. which was odd but perhaps not totally frightening. then i wrote about this on charlotte's myspace and then about an hour later, esther texted me to inform she had heard about my eating of the sour cream with mandarin marmalade from her workmate. this freaks me out. this makes me think i need to tell the interweb less stuff about me. also, i wrote somewhere, i think on myspace that i was hungry for violent penetration and later thought better of this, but now i can't remember, or find where i wrote this and thus have been prevented from removing said, slightly, overly, intimate information about my sexual desire. eek. i hate the interweb.