Wednesday, 27 May 2009

Queer Eye for the Straight* Girl

My eye has gone queer. My eye has burst a blood vessel in the night and now people in meetings are giving me weird looks because I have a queer eye that I am using to look at them. See:

You would totes try and avoid to gaze yet be strangely attracted and unable to resist gazing at that eye wouldn't you? I would. I would gaze the shit out of that eye. I would do so because, to quote Shakespeare, it's bananas, b-a-n-a-n-a-s. Thus people have been staring, catching themselves staring, looking very quickly away and then staring again. It's nice. It's a nice thing for someone with paranoia issues to have to deal with. But, as I have already intimated, I would be doing the same thing where I not the one with a devil eye to contend with. 'Um... your eye has a fucking red spot in the middle of it' I would say were I not afflicted with a disabled eye, 'that's not normal' I would add. (Except I wouldn't because I'm middle class and white and never point out obvious truths in social situations. It's against every law we have). This is one of the top three things my eye has done to gross me the fuck out (c.f. horse allergy causing it to go all jellified, getting conjunctivitis and spewing goo all over the place ranks one and two respectively).

But anyway, I'm not saying this means I've been possessed by Beelzebub to bring about the End of Days but when it starts raining blood and the seas boil I guess I won't take it too personally if it's my house you decide to picket.

*ish

1 comment:

Paddington's Shadow said...

That looks painful. Perhaps your eyeball is rebelling.