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FF Sparks (Out and About), Travel

[General] Life Meh

Some of you know that I've been stressed about a few family things lately. But when they say "sometimes life takes a crap on you," I never realized it was quite so literal. Or that "Life" was the name of a large and incontinent seagull.

Yes, while at lunch today, a seagull pooped on my head, and all over my jacket. I don't know if it was a personal grudge; maybe Guido and his goons finally eluded Gulliot Ness and the Unflappables, and are catching up on back "protection" owed. Maybe my coat just offended this particular bird. I really don't know.

But I'll tell you, I'm just oh-so-eager to see how the rest of the week turns out...
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Weird.

When I had a convertible, having birds crap in it was a constant neurosis for me. It never happened.

I did, however, have a hydraulic line break and leak fluid all over the backseat. I think I would have preferred the bird crap.
Ack. Which coat were you wearing, peanut?

We can get it cleaned, no worries.

...I'm at Northgate. I can buy you a DS and bring it home and take it out of the rent I owe you.

O:)
The one represented in this userpic.

But it was just sort of the crowning touch to the day; I got some bad news earlier today which has really bummed me out.
For some reason, I feel almost the same way today. Odd. I can't even figure out why.
Look at it this way. When a seagull takes a dump on you, no matter what else happens, it would need to be pretty fucking terrible to make your day any worse.
You know, technically, all of them are incontinent. It goes with the species.
I once got pooped on by a pigeon in Trafalgar Square in London. The sensation of something warm and slimy oozing past my ear is a memory I'll not easily forget. My six-year-old niece thought it was hilarious, so I guess it's a matter of viewpoint ...

Anyway, I hope the rest of your week is poop-free, and that your other troubles don't weigh heavily.