A Day of Thanks

Today while i was in the middle of one of my passionate trysts I realized something...

There could have been so many incidents in which my glasses could break... If you've been with me or know me you know that while i do love my glasses, I still will carelessly fling them of and throw them any which way if my mind is on something else. But I am glad to say that most of my guy friends have been courteous enough to move them to the end table, the floor next to the bed, or the table out of my way so they stand less of a chance of being crushed thus leaving me blind.
I hardly have perfect coordination in the first place imagine if i where completely blind? It'd be worse then that phase i was in when one of the arms of my glasses broke so my glasses would have on my face as if they belonged to the crooked man who lived in a crooked house. Yeah that was not a good look for me.

Thanks J for getting me those glasses and saving me from looking like a fool any longer and thanks you to all my friends who had mercy on my glasses.

Whee!!!