:: Monday, November 17, 2003 ::

There is a fly buzzing around my room. Mainly he just bats his whole body against the window repeadedly while saying "buuzzzz" (angrily). Occasionally though, he feels the need to come bash up against my computer screen, or my head, or try and get up my nostril.

I feel irrationally mad and want him to get out. But then again, I guess that's all he wants too.


~song~ Barenaked Ladies - Too Little Too Late

:: Katy 12:43 p.m. [+] :: ::