September 18, 1999

I got the contact lenses today. I'm extremely happy about this. It was bizarre; for the first time since I was 8 years old, I could see out of my entire field of vision, unbroken by frames or blur or scratches or anything at all. It's great to have peripheral vision again.

I think the most bizarre thing was looking at myself in the mirror. My vision is so bad that to see myself in the mirror without my glasses on, I have to get within a couple inches of the glass. So I haven't seen myself in the mirror from a distance of further than two or three inches since I was a child. Until today, anyway.

It was very strange. I look different than I thought I did. My cheekbones are more prominent, my eyes are more deeply set, my lips are thinner. I like it, actually. I keep wanting to look at myself in the mirror to confirm that this new person is actually me. Keith doesn't understand it. He says, "But I see you like that every day. You're not a different person." Well, of course I'm not. I just have a slightly different self-image in my head now, which is pretty freaking weird, I must say.

In other news. Charles got in touch with me via ICQ today. (I added him to the intro page, if you're curious.) He's really psyched about seeing me again at Thanksgiving. I haven't seen Charles since he drove off to Connecticut at the end of my junior year of college. It was sort of anticlimactic. After three years of knowing him, he just sort of hopped in his car with all his stuff and drove away.

I haven't seen him since then, and I think I've only spoken with him on the phone once, so it would be really nice to see him again at Thanksgiving. I'm still working out the finances, though. Hopefully, if I go, Michelle will go too (my God, another entry on the intro page), and that would really rock, because Michelle is da bomb. I saw The Phantom Menace with her in the theater like six times. We would have seen it more, but we graduated. I hear reports from the east coast that Michelle has seen it even more times, but sadly, I have not. Keith is just not that into the whole Phantom Menace experience.

I really was. Yes, I know, it wasn't as good as Star Wars, and the story sucked, and the acting sucked, or at least that's what everybody keeps nattering on about. But you know what? I liked it. In fact, I loved it. It really worked for me. I thought the story was grand and the action was believable, and the special effects ruled. Roger Ebert said something to the effect of "If I wanted to see a scifi story with lots of character development, I'd go see Star Trek". Exactly. When you go to see a Star Wars movie, you don't go for the awesome acting and the awesome script and the awesome subtlety of the awesome plot. You go because it's JUST AWESOME. Don't question it.

Also, for all those people who say the pod race scene was only in there so that Lucasfilm could franchise the video game rights, screw you. The pod race scene was great. I was on the edge of my seat. Maybe that's because I still know how to have fun at the movies, unlike all those fanboy jerks who have nothing better to do than diss Phantom Menace.

Ahem. Next week: My Opinion And Why You Should Care.

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