May 01, 2007 18:45
Packing up everything I own never fails to make me feel sub-intelligent, like I'm a primate on a nature show. In my head I can hear the crisp British accent now... and now we see the female has returned to her den, to continue her frantic sorting and stuffing. Ah, it looks like she's got too much for the box...the irregular shapes are confusing her. She's shaking her head. Watch her pace, look at her expression, yes, she's definitely growing aggravated. Now she's attacking the box! What a spectacle! At this point the crew and I must retreat, for a highly aggressive female is quite dangerous.
I just want to be done with it already. I had to miss my last class of the semester and am basically MIA to everyone I know. I did go to my writers group on Sunday and just being able to escape from thinking about it for a little while was like taking a tropical vacation.
Miles to go before I sleep, kids. Perhaps it's time for pure cleansing fire.