I hit a bird with my car the other day. Mid-flight. (the bird was in flight, not my car... damn dangling participles...) It was rare. What is wrong with birds lately? I heard that someone else did this recently too. All the birds in Missouri are juiced.
I don't even think it died, just a weird pathetic thump.
I love where I work. I love the people I work with. Today I was talking to perhaps the guy I admire most in our company and our mentor, and he was telling me that he A. Likes to wear womens pajamas as opposed to mens because they make just nightshirts, as opposed to two piece pajamas for men. B. That he doesn't go to wal mart, except for the one time he had to buy worms for his sons science project, and a second time for when he needed emergency shaving cream, and found a substance for women that was not in a can, but just poured out of the container, whatever it was... and C. That he started purchasing the product, by the case, directly from the manufacturer to avoid wal-mart.
There is one man, secure in his manhood and not afraid to walk his talk. He also is an avid creme brulee fan, and wears pink. A hero to us all.
This weekend I'm driving to Denver with my bro, we are crashing on Poshak's floor, if anyone has any messages/parcels to send him. I leave early early Friday morning. Jim, i'll tell him to ice his... nevermind.
My roomate is getting married, and leaving us, in pink tennis shoes.
My other roomate may as well be getting e-mails from God about her direction.
Beth Moore is over. Very sad. I, however, still have about 4 weeks to complete. (yay for me).
My ipod is broken again. Any five of you want to help me out with this?
There is this crazy guy on cable TV that is called the Dog Whisperer. He is like this crazy dog psychologist and it sounds completely cheese whiz, but this guy is amazing. I've seen him put a spell on Sandy and it's nuts. (1000pts if you can name that movie).
My sewer line has backed up, hopefully for the last time. Mu ah ah. The city of Webster Groves and I are going to k it's a. And it's going to be great.
Uhm go see Talladega Nights. Fun-ny.
I dropped off some of the last 8 years of bad fashion choices yesterday at goodwill. If I knew how easy it was I would have done it ages ago. I am the antithesis of trendy. I blame the frame. It's hard to find curtains for this window, especially trendy ones.
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I found a dead bird in our attic last night. After living in the house for a few months, I finally figured out how to get up there.
At first I thought you were going to mention not Dog: The Whisperer, but Dog: The Bounty Hunter, which is way more cool than any whispering some guy might be doing do them dogs. Its not like they can talk back anyway.
Willie! Out
* this morning there was a bird stuck in the screened-in porch of the house i am housesitting for. it kept on running into the same screened-in window over and over again. i finally was able to scare her out to the open door. what is it with birds? sometimes driving, i think they are daring one another: "go dive towards that car and see if you can make it." sort of like they are playing chicken with us.
I wish I had a cougar.
NAMED KAREN.
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