I don’t know when the last time I saw someone was with an eye patch. Until today that is. In the 20 minutes that I stood at Eugene Station waiting to catch the bus to school I saw two people with eye patches. Maybe they both got BB guns for Christmas.

On a less dumb note, or more dumb I guess, I managed to forget to take food out of the freezer to thaw for dinner for the second time in two days. Blergh!