I killed a bee when walking back from lunch today. It was crawling on the sidewalk, jerking and contorted with agony. I watched it a minute and then crushed it into stillness. It was a strange, significant moment, somehow, even though it wasn’t.
Found my debit card! Go me! I’d been using it as a bookmark.
Birthday on the 18th. How exciting is that?
I once fought one of the kids in my class because he killed a bee I was going to take out.
And by fought I mean ran at him crying till I was jumped on by the rest of my fellow students. Man. He also threw my rocks out the window, I used to spend all lunch collecting them.
So the moral of the story is, no matter what false motives had found its way to creep into the morality box of your mind (don’t say there is no such system, I studied it in psych)… wait I just thought of something
Holy crap, maybe I’m tired
Yes, i am
bye
Let me tell ya ’bout the birds and the bees And the flowers and the trees And the moon up above…
Happy Birthday! somehow tuesday is a slightly ignomious day to have a birthday on, but no matter. how old will you be?
P.S. where the hell is fannio? her site has been taken over by the “site is planned for development” devils. sadly, a significant part of my social life involves reading blogs from people i don’t know, so tell her to put it back *right now*.
cheers!
Hi, here I am! Unwavering.net kind of ran out on time, and the server it was hosted at is on the blitz, so I moved to my other pal’s domain. New url in signature, hope it didn’t alarm too many of you!
Also, one time a bee was on my SHOULDER but I brushed it off angrily before I realized it was a bee, and nothing happened to me besides realizing it was a bee much later and freaking out when there wasn’t a bee around. My friends love that moment.
you alarmed us lots! how do you live with yourself, disappointing your adoring multitudes like that. don’t make us do the lemming thing, cos we’ll do it!
does this mean i need a new link? woah.
bees are your friends.