Birthday, pigeons, sacrilege
Tomorrow is Elise Day! It's not going to be terribly exciting until dinner with the boys on Friday; I have class until 10:00 pm and it's Wednesday of ninth week, for goodness sake, so we'll be having a drink or two at Bar Louie and/or Jimmy's, smoking a hookah, and maybe doing some work. Wahoo.
In other news, I got ATTACKED by a pigeon today. I walked by a flock of them and they took off in the opposite direction except one that took of AT ME, flapping its wings and making a weird semi-schreeching noise (didn't know pigeons could do that) at my face. I screamed and waved my arms and ran off and it fucking PURSUED me. Finally I was able to smack it good and escape, but Jesus Christ. What the FUCK?
And finally I bring you the following from Jung. It is one of the greatest sadnesses of my life that I will never be able to write something this amazing, let alone have it come to me in a vision:
"I saw before me the cathedral, the blue sky. God sits on His golden throne, high above the world - and from under the throne an enormous turd falls upon the sparkling new roof, shatters it, and breaks the walls of the cathedral asunder."
In other news, I got ATTACKED by a pigeon today. I walked by a flock of them and they took off in the opposite direction except one that took of AT ME, flapping its wings and making a weird semi-schreeching noise (didn't know pigeons could do that) at my face. I screamed and waved my arms and ran off and it fucking PURSUED me. Finally I was able to smack it good and escape, but Jesus Christ. What the FUCK?
And finally I bring you the following from Jung. It is one of the greatest sadnesses of my life that I will never be able to write something this amazing, let alone have it come to me in a vision:
"I saw before me the cathedral, the blue sky. God sits on His golden throne, high above the world - and from under the throne an enormous turd falls upon the sparkling new roof, shatters it, and breaks the walls of the cathedral asunder."