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So I finally rode home my rummage sale bike today. Well, I got more than halfway home anyway. I hadn't been on a bike in a long time, but I remembered my strategy for making it down the steep Laurel Street hill and I tried to apply it, but I couldn't control the bike or slow it down so I tried to ditch on a piece of grass but I missed the grass and got the corner of the curb right in the middle of my nose so I have a big hole there now that I think will leave an ugly scar. I also have scrapes and bruises all over my face and on my hands. And I broke my glasses -- both lenses and they're expensive, being progressives and in glass -- and the bike is somewhat bent. And I bled all over my second-favorite shirt which is salt-and-pepper color with black dragonflies woven into it. I was only three blocks from home but I passed about six people on the way who didn't ask the shaky little old lady with blood all over her face if she was okay. I would have said yes, because I kind of was, but it would have been nice if they had asked, just in case.

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Currently I'm wearing them, because the lenses are staying in the frames (one is is six pieces and the other has deep scratches). It's like having extremely dirty glasses.

I also have old glasses somewhere. I saw them a couple of weeks ago, but I don't remember where. I may use the old glasses -- which are annoying because they have a dark blue rim, but not far off -- until January, when the insurance allows for a new pair and the price is cut to a quarter of what it is otherwise.