04 August 2003, Monday
This is my 3rd time ever losing my contact lens. The other 2 times, it mysteriously disappeared into the drain but this time, i broke it into 3 tiny pieces. DOH! How the hell did i do that ? I dunno. It's the monday curse. So for the next 2 weeks, i have to go to work, go out, or play squash in my geekgirl glasses. I'm not happy. Wearing glasses does not make me feel confident. I associate them with having a bad hair day. Going out with them makes me feel terribly underdressed and daggy. But some guy at work today said he liked the geeky me - i think he was being nice. Weekend was great. I'm still sore from squash on saturday. And Brenda and I had a mirror shot moment in the David Jones toilet.
