I found out the other day that my eyes aren't producing nearly enough tears and that I also need to start doing eye exercises for my left eye, as it's begun to do it's own thing lately (Monday it was randomly shopping for melons; Tuesday I caught it rolling the bean*; Wednesday it just slept all day; and today I think it must've eaten some Indian food or something because it's been having the most stank-ass gas I've ever smelled).

I suspect it's karmic payback for all my filthy lies.

But given that I'm a well-known pro-eye activist and I often recommend Bataille's Story of the Eye to people, you would think it wouldn't be so hard on me.

Fuck eyes, I say. Fuck eyes.

I suspect Bataille would concur.


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*Hee hee. Thanks, Ann.

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