A friend of my coworker called to say the electricity went out in the
conveinence store she works at, no ATM, no coffee maker, no hot dog oven
working. Electrician comes out to inquiry about the problem. The culprit
was the dead squirrel sprawled on the ground on its back with its
private parts blowed off. The squirrel chewed on wires near a
transformer. Post later.
A small town girl living in the city full of crazy people. But then, who is normal anyway. I love books, skateboarding, ballet, loud music, hanging out with my nieces and nephew, shopping, and cats Bilbo and Misty. (ferrets Faramir-RIP, Eowyn-RIP, Arwyn-MIA, Luthien-RIP, Beren-MIA, Boromir-RIP/cats Precious-RIP and Frodo-RIP).
Friday, June 17, 2005
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