Warning: This blog is a bit gross.
So I finally mowed the lawn today, and it sucked. It didn't suck because I don't like mowing the lawn. It didn't suck because it was hot outside. It didn't suck because I missed part of Scrubs because of it. No, it sucked for a very different sort of reason.
It sucked because there were corpses in my backyard.
Specifically, the corpse of a squirrel and the corpse of a bird. The squirrel was fresh, and the bird was picked clean, presumably by flies. I'm actually rather glad that I happened to look down when I did, because if I had looked down a few seconds later, a squirrel frappe would have been a real possibility. Of course, I had to dispose of said corpses, and let me tell you, that squirrel felt like it weighed a million pounds as I used the poop scooper to transfer it from lawn to bag. I threw the corpses away, went inside, scrubbed my hands and forearms, and put on Scrubs to avoid thinking about the events that had just taken place.
Many don't know this, but I am terribly squeamish when it comes to dead stuff. This is the reason that I don't do well at funerals, and also the reason I would like to be cremated. I would like to spend as little time being dead stuff as I possibly can.
Well, I'm going to go spend some time on the Ning. Good night, everyone, and may your days be free of dead stuff.
Thing I like about the past 24 hours: Getting out of the house to buy food for the weekend.
Thing I dislike about the past 24 hours: Dead stuff. Not fun.
Song addiction of the day: "YMCA" by the Village People. I just love these guys. I also love the fact that when people think of the Young Men's Christian Association, they immediately think of the Village People. Makes my acceptance feel tingly.
Number of caffeinated beverages in the past 24 hours: 1.
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