mood: high music: shake it off - mariah carey

here's a story about my encounter with a pigeon. (yes, i'm bored) anywho, i open the utility room to get ready to wash clothes. as i walk in, i notice a big fat pigeon sitting on the trash bin. i've had bad experiences with birds, well mainly chickens and their pecks hurt like hell. i walk back out, grab a broom to scare the pigeon out of the tiny room. i only scare it off it's perch. he stares at me, tilting it's head, just standing there. i grow paranoid and think that this damn bird is taunting me. as i'm trying to shoo it out i also notice he's got a tag on his left foot. so this fucker is owned. for some odd reason making me even more paranoid. he finally leaves the room, flies to the back of my backyard and just sits there staring at me. it's probably still there...*goes check*
yes it's still there! and i have a pic!

damn bird! maybe it works for the government and got a little camera attached to his foot or something, sent to watch my house!

ha! anywho this was all written in silliness but all true.

she's sticking her tongue out at you! how dare she?! ^.~

mood: hungry music: e! true hollywood story - clueless

so like i said before, i grabbed a pair of scissors and chopped off my own hair. i also dyed it a strawberry blonde. here's the end result....

mood: accomplished music: mariah carey - we belong together

so i went job hunting today. went to three different hotels.

( here's my adventure )

mood: cold

what flavor pocky are you?

[c] sugardew

mood: giddy music: sobremesa - juan luis guerra

( i got my hair did! )