Bee sex, etc. 2004-08-08 - 12:10 p.m.
What's the first thing I saw when I went outside to hang laundry on the clothesline? Bees. Er, bees having bee sex. I don't like bees. I don't like bees in the kitchen, I don't like bees having bee sex on the clothesline.
So I got a stick and tried to flip the bees off the clothesline. It took two flips before they came off. Luckily, they must have still been, er, busy, so they didn't chase me when I ran around into the front yard like an idiot.
Yeah. So this is Craptown's Big Fancy To-do and Otherwise Reunion Weekend. My next door neighbors always have a small army of cars parked in their driveway at this time. I think they have approximately 238472938472946 cousins.
I'm leaving on a jet plane tomorrow! YAY! This time it will be two and a half hours of fun at Dulles. Two D.C. metro airports down, one to go, haha. Even though when we went to Baltimore last month, we stayed right near BWI. Just in case you wanted to know. There's nothing like airports and mall food courts for people watching. That, or sitting in the corner looking haughty and reading geeky music geek magazines. :)
I've been reading Kurt Cobain's Journals. It seems kind of intrusive, reading other people's paper journals. Diaryland? No problem, heh. But anyway, the man was a genius, of course.
That's all for now. Have a lovely day everyone! :)