My life: the Hitchcock movie.
Good morning, crows.
Its not that I hate you, oh wait, i do.
Anyone who insists on standing in my gingko tree cackling with their partner at 6:30 AM deserves to be shot on site.
I was out there throwing tennis balls at those bad boys.
They flew away, but came back 15 minutes later.
So i went out hoping that my lack of sofitball experience wouldn't fail me as i tried to nail them, and then I saw why they were being so rude.
Betty was also freaking out, there was a wounded crow cowering under a bush.
Crows are so evil, they sit and taunt their dying.
So i got a towel and moved the poor bird, tormented by a dog now, and put it on the front porch under some foliage.
Okay, so some crows are okay. Those that are at the end of their miserable lifespan are alright by me. I will accomodate those that don't have long to squawk.
I got about 4 hours of sleep.
at 10 i had a final. at 3 i have to look alert and bright and gorgeous for my cousin's wedding.
I have lost so much weight that i'm afraid my dress will be incredibly potato-sack-y and fall off when i go to put my arm in Nate's as we walk down the aisle. Or that i'll be doing the YMCA during the ceremony trying to throw someone.... anyone off, and it'll slip right down over my boobs.
apparently i have a body similar to Manet's Olympia. Chris was dumbfounded at this last night. Fabulous!
Its not that I hate you, oh wait, i do.
Anyone who insists on standing in my gingko tree cackling with their partner at 6:30 AM deserves to be shot on site.
I was out there throwing tennis balls at those bad boys.
They flew away, but came back 15 minutes later.
So i went out hoping that my lack of sofitball experience wouldn't fail me as i tried to nail them, and then I saw why they were being so rude.
Betty was also freaking out, there was a wounded crow cowering under a bush.
Crows are so evil, they sit and taunt their dying.
So i got a towel and moved the poor bird, tormented by a dog now, and put it on the front porch under some foliage.
Okay, so some crows are okay. Those that are at the end of their miserable lifespan are alright by me. I will accomodate those that don't have long to squawk.
I got about 4 hours of sleep.
at 10 i had a final. at 3 i have to look alert and bright and gorgeous for my cousin's wedding.
I have lost so much weight that i'm afraid my dress will be incredibly potato-sack-y and fall off when i go to put my arm in Nate's as we walk down the aisle. Or that i'll be doing the YMCA during the ceremony trying to throw someone.... anyone off, and it'll slip right down over my boobs.
apparently i have a body similar to Manet's Olympia. Chris was dumbfounded at this last night. Fabulous!