Well, it finally happened. After two years of having the same pair, I have broken my glasses beyond repair. And it's all thanks to a randomly generated spider web and one strategically placed rock.
The nose crest is broken in two, and unless I want to spend the rest of my days with tape over the bridge of my nose, like your stereotypical nerd, it looks like I'm going to have to send them off to be replaced. Being that my only other pair is my prescription sunglasses it also seems that I will temporarily become the living embodiment of "that guy" as I wear my sunglasses into every store, and also when it's dark out. I may as well just buy a tank top, rename myself Justin, grow muscles, and start using the word "bro" now.
On a side note, you never know how much seeing you do until you can't see. Naturally sighted people, be grateful. RIP in peace glasses. You shall be missed.
Tribute: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ODcC5z6Ca0