My Descent Into Blindness

February 25th, 2009

So, as I was about to turn off the TV I zapped onto an episode of Little House On The Prairie. The family is sitting at the dinner table. Mary is holding her head like she is in pain. They ask her what’s wrong. She says that it’s just her eyes that are tired. If I remember correctly, she went blind right? Oh yes.

It occured to me the other day that I may never play computer games again. I was playing S.T.A.L.K.E.R. Clear Sky when this all started. I had enjoyed the previous Stalker game a lot, but I was having a hard time getting into this. I remember having difficulties with the map. I wasn’t sure why, it just didn’t feel the same. I guess it was my eyesight getting worse. By now I wouldn’t even dream of loading up a game. It just wouldn’t work. It’s too bad, cause I have a backlog of games I’d like to play. Fallout 3. Far Cry 2, Dead Space, Grand Theft DRM 4. Who knows if I’ll ever get to any of them. I say that I hope my eyesight will get better, but I don’t know how much I believe it anymore. I guess I will be lucky if it doesn’t get worse. Maybe in a month I won’t be able to use the computer at all. Maybe in 6 months I’ll be blind. But what can you do. I never planned to live forever.

I’m really getting tired of it. Seeing the world as one big blur.

But it’s not all bad.

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The goat boys. They are as beautiful as everything else seems to be ugly.

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He’s starting to grow a little mane, the darkheaded guy. It’s hard to tell on the picture. But he’s probably trying to grow a big mohawk.

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They are managing to get up on the bench by themselves now. They still can’t quite jump up there. But they’ll get their front legs up and then as much of their upper body as possible. And then they will sort of pull themselves up. It looks quite funny. And it doesn’t always work. Sometimes they’ll come tumbling down on the ground instead. It never takes long before they try again though. And it’s nice when they make it. I end up with both of them jumping into my lap. And then things aren’t so bad, for a while at least.

Tomorrow is new episode of Lost. I have stopped watching it on the TV. Lost is a show where you need to pay attention to the details. I can’t see the details when I watch TV anymore. I watch it on the computer now where I’m closer to the screen. So that’s what I’ll do tomorrow. And I will probably have to go to my brother’s place too. His internet is out and I have to take a look at it. So that means squinting at tiny letters on a tiny laptop screen. Great fun.

I’ll be waving as you drive away.


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Sex And Cake

February 23rd, 2009

Last night I dreamt about Salma Hayek and cake. Not just one cake, mind you. Lots of cakes. Those creamy kinds. It was very messy. Quite possibly the best dream I have ever had.

Then today I took a nap and dreamt I was in a terrorist attack. I was with a bunch of people in a store. And then an alarm went off. We ran outside. I don’t think it was in Denmark. There were huge skyscrapers. One of them was on fire. And we were all running. Someone was yelling “oh no oh no oh no”. It might have been me. And then there was an explosion behind us. I could feel the heat wave hitting me and pushing me forward. And then I woke up. So it didn’t last long. But I still felt a bit shaken when I woke up. I prefer Salma and cake.

Leftover soup for dinner today. That’s the stuff.

Remember I talked about the kindergarten next door closing? Well there has been lots of sound from in there lately. Not kids, though. Working. Hammers and powersaws and loud noise. In the morning especially. It’s kinda annoying. At first I thought that the place was being fixed up for the next family to move in, but it seems they’re replacing the floors and doing major work. Maybe the kindergarten has just temporarily moved while this work is being done. They could come back later, I don’t know. The floors in these apartments are really in bad shape. Mine too. But I don’t mind. I’d hate it if they wanted to fix mine. I’d have to move out for a week or two and deal with lots of things. I really don’t want that to happen. I haven’t had any notices about it or anything, so no worries for now. I imagine that all the wear and tear of having tons of kids running around has made it necessary to get it fixed next door. That’s my guess. So I hope the kids will be back.

Other than that there is nothing new.


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