And now I'm COMPLETELY UNINSURED, ALMOST BLIND, JUST ABOUT FUCKING JOBLESS, AND ANXIOUS ENOUGH TO SMOKE THREE OUNCES OF THE GREATEST FUNK EVER OVER A THREE DAY SPAN AND STILL BE ANXIOUS.
The transitions lenses on my glasses have peeled off in the 6 years I have had them, only to leave a brownish-tint to them. Plus, they are so scratched that I occasionally have to tilt my head left or right to see things that are dead in front of me.
And I am no longer insured, so basically if I got hit by a car on the way to my car this afternoon, my only recourse would be to kill them on the spot and drive their car to a chop shop in Cincy just to pay my doctor bills.
