Observations.
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deliriumcrowYesterday I had the camera. Of course.
On the way to school there was a truck with one of thsoe cover things and a big window sign that said Gnome Improvements. Do they fix lawn gnomes, or perhaps they are gnome doctors? They'd have to be people doing it though, or some sort of larger creature, as the truck was pretty big. I doubt your standard gnome would either reach the pedals or be able to see over the dash.
In the lecture hall lobby was a very fat squirrel. It was sitting on the baseboard heater thing, in front of the window, with its face in a cup of creamcheese, munching happily. No wonder it was fat. It had the most lovely bright black eyes, and didn't seem afraid of people, more that I would take his cheese. At one point it looked like he was trying to wear the cup like a little hat, but it didn't work too well. So he scampered off with it in his teeth. And eventually ran into one of the heating ducts or something. Some little squirrel hole thing, people would probably never find it. A little farther on was another squirrel, who came up to me, and ran off, zig-zaging across the carpet.
I want a pet squirrel.
A thing that I did not find today, and would not have required a camera. Last time I went to Middle English, the second person in the room (I was *really* early) and I talked for a while. I cannot for the life of me remember his name, but I think it might be Matt. He seems nice enough, but probably not someone I would ever really do anything much with outside of class-type activities.
So yesterday I was the second person in the room, he was the first, and immediately asked if I wanted to do one of the presentations with him. He wanted to do Chaucer, but caved almost immediately when I said I was considering Marie de France, since I already have the books and whatnot, and I like her. And he does not. Throughout class he was kind of leaning towards me, closer and closer, and I probably would have found it just a litlte creepy if I hadn't been so horribly amused. Because that was the only reaction I could come up with. And then after class, he wanted to walk me to the bus station. Which was also a little odd. Such a strange man.
On the way to school there was a truck with one of thsoe cover things and a big window sign that said Gnome Improvements. Do they fix lawn gnomes, or perhaps they are gnome doctors? They'd have to be people doing it though, or some sort of larger creature, as the truck was pretty big. I doubt your standard gnome would either reach the pedals or be able to see over the dash.
In the lecture hall lobby was a very fat squirrel. It was sitting on the baseboard heater thing, in front of the window, with its face in a cup of creamcheese, munching happily. No wonder it was fat. It had the most lovely bright black eyes, and didn't seem afraid of people, more that I would take his cheese. At one point it looked like he was trying to wear the cup like a little hat, but it didn't work too well. So he scampered off with it in his teeth. And eventually ran into one of the heating ducts or something. Some little squirrel hole thing, people would probably never find it. A little farther on was another squirrel, who came up to me, and ran off, zig-zaging across the carpet.
I want a pet squirrel.
A thing that I did not find today, and would not have required a camera. Last time I went to Middle English, the second person in the room (I was *really* early) and I talked for a while. I cannot for the life of me remember his name, but I think it might be Matt. He seems nice enough, but probably not someone I would ever really do anything much with outside of class-type activities.
So yesterday I was the second person in the room, he was the first, and immediately asked if I wanted to do one of the presentations with him. He wanted to do Chaucer, but caved almost immediately when I said I was considering Marie de France, since I already have the books and whatnot, and I like her. And he does not. Throughout class he was kind of leaning towards me, closer and closer, and I probably would have found it just a litlte creepy if I hadn't been so horribly amused. Because that was the only reaction I could come up with. And then after class, he wanted to walk me to the bus station. Which was also a little odd. Such a strange man.
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Date: 2004-02-03 03:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-03 04:16 pm (UTC)And yeah, definately sketchy. There was no *way* I was letting him walk me down a dark street at night!