Friday.
Well, it was a fairly uneventful Friday, but I guess that's okay. I slept until about 4:30, made it into Canadian Tire by 5, came home, thought about using the computer. Didn't. Thought about watching tv. Didn't. Went to my room, it was really messy. Thought about cleaning it. Didn't. Then I went for a walk to the park.
While in said park, I noticed what looked like a dog stalking out in the middle of the field. The cheerful sod that I am, I call out to said dog with friendly chatter, though truth be told, I'm a little uncomfortable because it's pretty dark and I can't see too well. There's a full moon and my imagination is slightly enhanced due to foreign substances. All of a sudden having a friendly familiar doesn't seem like such a great idea. The dog coming toward me, I realise it's a lot bigger than I first thought, and then, there in the middle of the field, in the dead of night and under a full moon, I stand face to face with a young deer.
Still.
An uneventful Friday.
While in said park, I noticed what looked like a dog stalking out in the middle of the field. The cheerful sod that I am, I call out to said dog with friendly chatter, though truth be told, I'm a little uncomfortable because it's pretty dark and I can't see too well. There's a full moon and my imagination is slightly enhanced due to foreign substances. All of a sudden having a friendly familiar doesn't seem like such a great idea. The dog coming toward me, I realise it's a lot bigger than I first thought, and then, there in the middle of the field, in the dead of night and under a full moon, I stand face to face with a young deer.
Still.
An uneventful Friday.