NOT SURE IF IT’S PINKEYE…
…but my eyes are sure red. My blue irises are surrounded by a pool of red… both eyes. Granted, I have horrible allergies, but usually the allergy eye drops do the trick. Not so this morning. I am going to get some antibiotic drops Monday to put in my eyes, so that should help.
On a brighter note, I received an early Christmas gift today and I love him. He is Swizzle, a stuffed toy giraffe from FAO Schwartz. Swizzle will now kick my fascination with giraffes into a full blown obsession… which all successful writers have. I could go for the popular obsessions, such as drinking, sex, drugs, the environment, politics, or making origami swans, but I think I’ll stick with giraffes.
Now that I have an obsession, I can bypass all other weird writer phases and go straight to the top of the NY Times Bestseller List… as soon as I… ahem… get published.
Great. I just touched my eye again and since I may or may not have pinkeye… I have to go wash my hands and hose my keyboard down with Lysol.
I’m sure all the great ones had these sorts of setbacks.