just nasty

I woke up yesterday with a stye in my eye. My eyelid was swollen as hell and everything was blurry. I called work and said there was no way i was going to try and negotiate the 405 when i couldn't see, so I stayed home. Senora Solstice came over to tend to me and drive me all over the place. I just called my doctor and they told me what to do as I already had eye drop antibiotics. We did some resume stuff and then went to ernies in burbank which turned out to be pretty bad mexican food. After that we headed over to Granada Hills to look at a tract of Eichler homes (bad ass mid century modern-huge windows, flat ceilings, personal little courtyards at the entryways). It was kinda depressing, there were, I'd say about 60+ homes but only about 1/2 still looked like Eichlers. Idiots totally killed the courtyards or removed windows, stucco'd them, added tile roofs. They were hideous. There mighta been about 7-8 really really nice ones, with the funky pastel doors, sliding wood panel garage doors, and custom numbering for the address. It was sad. I think i only yelled at a few houses admonishing them for doing what they did to their homes. They were also reselling some for 800K and labeling them as Eichlers when they didn't remotely look like one anymore. assholes....

Toured the old college campus and looked at original oldtime movie posters and ran into some old instructors. It was a salvaged day that ended really damn well.

Today my eyelid looks like it's got a giant whitehead on the edge of the lid. Nasty. But i still want to pop it. Atleast I can see.