Dangerous Business

I need to get some contacts. Yes, I think I am actually going with those evil things. I am tired of how rough I am on glasses. Every pair I have owned have come out catterwompus, discombobulated, cockeyed, and wompy-jawed.
The pair I have right now, I have to tighten the screws on them every single day. I am sick of it.

Drastic times call for drastic measures. Indeed… Contacts. (sigh)

I should totally get red tinted ones.