Friday, February 18, 2011


Tragedy has struck at the Verbosery.

Mother. Fuck.

That's right. After more than a year of faithful service, the now-iconic glasses took a traiterous turn Wednesday night.

Did I ever mention the part about how I now have a corrective lens restriction on my driver's license?

No? Oh.

Moving on.

Post Breakage

Because, of course, we have our priorities neatly lined up, you will be thankful to note that I can still rock the self portrait, even without the assistance of my visual aids.

Post Breakage

Yes I did get the halves pieced back together to get me through until I can get a new pair.

Probably not this pair. But aren't they cute?

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