Soooooo now I have new glasses. We sweet-talked the Lenscrafters manager into filling a three-year-old prescription, and he even said I could come back (within 30 days) and they'd update the lenses free. Also, my mother's Triple A card somehow resulted in $99 off. I don't know, man. My one criterion was that they look as much like the old ones as possible--a slightly trianglish oval. So of course I walk out of there with rectangles. I mean, at least they're rounded, but they're very long, definite rectangles. I've had that same oval shape, in different variations, for about ten years now--and I would have been upset about the change if I weren't totally just like, "PLEASE PUT SOMETHING ON MY FACE." No one else was even there, so I had the manager and a clerk throwing frames around trying to find a good shape for my "wide temples," and square shapes are better on round faces, blah blah last month's issue of Mademoiselle blee, and when they found a pair that they and my mother liked, I was just like, "Fine, whatever." I squinted in the mirror and didn't blanch with revulsion, so I figured it would be all right. I guess I'll find out in class tomorrow if they look good--it's a small enough class (seven other people) that they'll notice and comment, but it's not like they know me so well that they're going to tread too carefully.
P.S. Please go read Vladimir's Phantom review and stop beating him up over Pirates. Don't scare the Squishy away!