Liveblogging my boredom
No one, I mean NO ONE, is in the office right now but me. One person will be in a little later. We all have NOTHING to work on, because there is NO money on any contracts. Not that it matters because there is still NOTHING TO DO. In other words?
I’m bored.
So you’ll hear from me a lot today. I’m just saying.
Oh yeah – I saw two pigeons having sex this morning. Pigeon Porn rocks.
Stumbled across your page yesterday… I know you get this a lot, but I really have enjoyed reading your posts. There is a sort of raw reality that you write about that I love, not the sugar coated crap that I’ve seen on other blogs (including mine at times)… so thank you for being transparent and allowing the world to see you for who you.
Pigeon porn. That’s hot.
“That’s hot.”
-Paris Hilton
i really dont like pigeons, but oh…the stories i could tell about them… (mostly involving missing toes/feet/ LEGS)
for example, when boy pigeons want to…make friends… with a girl pigeon, he fluffs himself out to look bigger, and then chases the girl around alot (much like human boys do) – someone told me this ages ago and since then i can’t stop noticing it. ha! now you will all notice too…!
Okay…so. The other morning the church choir was warming up outside, singing “All Creatures of our God and King” combined with this rad African song called O Sifuni Mungu. And there were birds chirping, which we all thought was very apropos. Unfortunately, about halfway through the song, we saw the birds, the soloist saw the birds, and we all just about died laughing. Cuz, yeah. The birds were totally doing it.