decidedly yes. this does constitute insurance fraud. and i wouldn't want to advocate that. however. you might legitimately have a problem with your vision. perhaps it isn't bad enough to know it's bad, but an eye doctor would know how you stack up against anyone else. considering all the rest of us have degrees of crappy vision, you probably do too. just not bad enough to keep you from driving legally. here's my one caveat: if you begin the process of overcorrecting your vision, you will find your vision actually will deteriorate. plop. then you'll have to wear glasses whether you think they're cute or not. why don't you just buy some damn frames?

shit scoot. because INSURANCE WON'T COVER JUST THE FRAMES IF I DON'T NEED THEM. duh!!

you should make mullagatawny soup and invite me over to eat it.

okay, what about that vision correction stuff that is in some book. do you know what i'm talking about? some one we know was using it. the book. i will ask you about it later because i am not being very clear about it now.

Chest day was neat. Time for baseball...I'm will be MORE beautiful soon.

-Greg

ok, i'm going to vent to you... i have to work 11.5 hours today without a break and 13.5 tomorrow all because this bitch decided to go to vegas and not work so we are very understaffed. dumb bitch. and i don't think my boss will fire her either. so everyone here is mad and pissy and we are busy to boot. silver lining- overtime could prove fruitful.

brad-
if you are hiring or anything, i'd totally work there. and i'd be the best worker you've ever seen!

ALISON. I was just waiting at a crossing light and across the street was this dude that looked exactly like matt camardo. he was wearing tight white pants and a leather jacket - something i could easily see camardo wearing for whatever reason. so i yelled, "CAMANDO! CAMANDO!" a whole bunch of times, and this guy (who was with two other girls) didn't even look at me. i thought it was amazing, if only because i was yelling "camando" on a street corner.

That's great Brent. I love it when i see random people that looke exactly like someone you know, and you yell at them repeatedly. Supprisingly enough it happens to me all the time.

that happened to me once at the strawberry fest parade in the mid 80s and again in fred meyer around the same time. both times i thought it was my g-ma berg and g-g-ma florence walking. both times they had their backs to me. both times i was wrong but did get their attention. embarrassing both times.

"the mid-80's" brad? i don't think you're old enough for that phrase. were you five? or what?

one time i went shopping at the nordstrom rack with my mom. we both got out of the car. i was waiting for her to walk around so we could go in. another woman walked by and i thought it was my mom so i started walking with her sort of close like, you know, like she was my mom. and the lady started walking faster like she wanted to get away from me. i didn't notice until we were almost to the sidewalk in front of the store. i slowed down let her go in. i was REALLY EMBARRASSED. i am embarrassed talking about it now.

that is my story of mistaking someone i know for somebody else.

i can't often use that phrase, so cut me some slack. i was young. it was probably 1986.

i think that Brent and i mistook someone for out parents in disneyland in the late eighties when we were there. we got sepparated for like a few minutes, i think it was because brent and i started following someone or something.

ANYWAY... back to the thing you were talking about. that book, i know what you're talking about. you can try it.. tell me if it works. i have no idea. though i won't dismiss it without any evidence whatsoever, i have only heard skeptics.. that doesn't make them right. so yeah. read it. try the stuff. i think the clevelands had it, that's where i first heard of it.