Mar 26, 2011 15:59
Okay. Who took my notebook, why, and I will warn you not to read it. It might make you think too hard about things.
And Apparently my mother insists that I go to the zoo.
Nothing like being stuffed in a stretch of property with cages and ropes and glass, watching the various subjects walk around in their limited enclosure space and cope with their obesity, wishing they had the opportunity to engage in more activity. How interesting it will be to watch the results of lives where they sit around and wait to be fed, given no option to behave the way they see fit because of safety concerns. The animals will be interesting, too.
...Is anyone else going for reasons that don't exactly inspire enthusiasm? We can sit in the food court in protest instead.