Jul 09, 2005 10:04
I Never Said I Was Hemmingway:
I hid in the tall grasses for a long time. When I stepped out to the middle of the field the biggest, meanest, blood-thirstiest rutting bovine took notice and charged.
My life is scary as hell right now because I took that bull by the horns, and tho I've still got some purchase I'm being tossed around like...well...like someone holding on for dear life to the horns of an insane-with-rage bull who is thrashing brutely undecided between lining up to gore me or just toss me off to the side to move on to something more interesting to a half-ton sized peak of maturity ungulate.