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Mar 01, 2006 20:18

I'm sorry to people I haven't called. I've been really stressed out the past few days...I'm going to try to make it up tomorrow.

I killed a deer today. I was driving home on the beltway, when a deer jumped across the divider and hit the corner of my car. I saw a spray of glass and I thought it was going to come through the winshield, but it disappeared behind the car. Then I pulled over onto the shoulder and called my mom. I thought the deer might be okay; I looked next to the road and saw a couple of them running off. Then I looked back and saw it lying in the road. When the police showed up, the officer just ran into the middle of the highway and dragged the deer onto the side of the road. It makes me queasy to think people do that for the pleasure of it (kill deer, that is, not hit them). When I finally got home, I took a look at the car. It has a huge deer-sized dent in the door, the headlight is smashed, and the bumper is sticking out--and has a few deer hairs stuck in it. I didn't have the stomach to pull them out.

I guess I can expect more nightmares tonight.
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