Pirates are still "cool," right?

Being the first of the month, I put a new pair of contact lenses in this morning. As per usual, my left eye had been bugging me on and off all day. I just rubbed my eye; when I pulled my hand away, I noticed a sliver of something shiny and see-through sitting on my finger.

A piece of the damned lens?!? D: (Yeah, took me this long to realize that it wouldn't be completely transparent, what with the blue visi-tint and all. DUH!)

I went into the washroom, washed my hands, and proceeded to try to, erm, "coax" my lens out of my eye. OF COURSE it feel OUT of my eye, behind the sink, and into the water on the counter. I can't remember if I've mentioned it before, y'know, what with blogging about work being all verboten and stuff, but the water at work SMELLS LIKE POO.

Well, more specifically, it smells like sulfur. Stinky, nasty, rotten eggy-smelling water every time you flush. And I have SUCH trouble getting over that mental hurdle and convincing myself that my hands really ARE clean after I wash in that, erm, shit. (It's well water here, and there's no filter, hence the smell *wrinkles nose*.)

Where were we? Oh, yeah: my contact lens JUST FELL IN POO WATER. GAH! GAH! GAH!

There was no way on god's green earth I was going to pop that sucker back in my eye, so I curled it tightly (but gently) in my fist and made my way drunkenly down the stairs (have I mentioned I'm blind as a bat without corrective lenses? Like -4.25 in both eyes blind as a bat? Yeah. Fun times.) in order to clean it with my lens solution. But lo and behold, my mother!@#ing lens solution isn't IN my mother$%^&ing purse (and neither is my lens case, so I can't change into my glasses because, hello! BRAND NEW PAIR OF LENSES THAT I'M NOT WILLING TO CHUCK, TYVM!).

So I "cleaned" my lens with my $15 (teeny tiny) bottle of eye drops. Yeaaaaaaah.

Do you think I'm gonna lose my eye? Because I'm not sure the pirate look suits me...