I have this "thing" about sunglasses. I never buy expensive ones... and by not expensive, I mean under $10. They always seem to get ruined, somehow, some way. I would go through, at least, 10 pair a year, so why spend a lot on them?

Then, the weirdest thing happened. I went to Vegas to play in the WSOP, stopped in a little shop in the RIO right after I busted out, and bought these $5 Gucci fakes. These sunglasses broke my curse, and began my "Grand Good Run for Sunglasses". I held onto them for two years, along with a pair of polarized glasses I found at the Dollar General store for $3.

For some reason, I can never let a good thing lie, and I had to go and buy cute sunglasses off of Overstock.com this year. They still weren't expensive, about $20 a pair, but they were name brand glasses that I got a deal on.

What happens?

I lose my great Gucci fakes from Vegas.

I run over the new brown pair with my car, the first day I wore them.

The new black pair, I stepped on while I was at work.

The Dollar General polarized glasses? I set down next to my curling iron that just happened to be on. I still wore them that day, and then left them at someones house.

And my faithful $2 back up from Target? Crushed in my overnight bag.

This is all in a matter of 2 weeks.

What does this all mean? I have no fucking clue. What I do know is that I got my dream job this week. I was chosen to take a co-op position with THE MAN as a Web Designer.

A WEB DESIGNER. WHO KNEW.

Is this the return of the T? What will happen on these sites? Will she embed porn where no one can see? Will she have AIM access? Do they block FTP? Will the forum be blacklisted? Will she start blogging again? Has she lost her awesome sense of WIT?

So many questions, and only one way to find out. HOLLER.

PS: I put the good stuff at the end, cause only the people that love me will actually read all that crap to get to the good stuff! You know who you are, and thanks for always being there. (See, give me a job and I turn into a fraking sap...)

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