Eyeball Soup & Deadly Sins

Yeah....My friend took a picture of my eye a while back. The pain has subsided not too long ago. Perhaps a good three days ago. The picture was taken a little after The Day of Giving Thanks. Speaking of Thanksgiving, was I one of the only people who noticed we are giving thanks for destroying a whole race of people? next Thanksgiving find a native American, and go apologize. Anyway, now that I am off of that little rant of mine, the eyeball. Is eyeball one word, or two? Eye ball. Eyeball, this is not my eyeball. Although, it looks like it a little bit. Mine doesn't have the green, it's just blue. Dark blue on the outside, light on the inside, golden/yellow flecks in the middle. I'm very proud of them. My perdy eyes. This is called Egotism. Gloating about one's self. I'm good at that. But, now I grow tired, I grow 'Sloth' to the greedy task of Egotism. That's what it is, you know. It's greedy of your own attributes. And I've almost gone off topic. But, hey, it's my blog, right?