18 APRIL 2008. FRIDAY. 10:14PM.

Feels a bit like Groundhog Day around here. I'm back at the same Korean diner I ate this time and again 5 days before that. If I keep going back again (and again) at this rate, that post-dinner sizzling Bulgogi smell will find permanent residence in my jeans and live there forever. I need to go see my optometrist again tomorrow to get my eyes tested, and I like doing that as much as I like seeing a dentist. I dunno why I feel the need to ace the test with my less than 20/20 vision. After all, he already knows I have terrible short-sightedness but somehow sitting on that chair and reading back those sickeningly tiny letters which i can barely see, i feel so inadequate. My response is typically 'no, no, no, no, no ... erhm sorry no.' After reading the whole chart (ok maybe only the top 3 rows) and discovering i had read most of them wrong ... its annoyingly embarrassing! I dunno why i have to impress him really. He wears glasses too.

Footnote: Memorizing the chart has crossed my mind many times. But that's just stupid.