Well, we’re all set for Thursday. Laurel, Shawn, Sarah, and I are going to the Osprey game.
There are these friggin’ birds on my road. They dive-bomb me whenever I walk by. It’s really quite stupid; what better way is there to reveal your nest than to freak out whenever somebody walks by? They have an annoying call to: it’s kind of a ‘caw’, and kind of a squawk. I hate it!
So I pick up rocks, and kind of toss them into the air when they swoop at me. I don’t throw them all hardcore. If I hit one and it fell I’d feel awful. But they’re a pain in the arse, and they’re getting worse! The first year I encountered them they just kinda swooped at me above my head. Now they’re about a foot away at the troughs of their dives. They started coming at me after my junior year, before CWW. That’s when I started walking: to get my (then) new boots broken in.
I’m working someplace new tomorrow. Construction cleanup. I got awful directions, so of course I have no idea where to go. What else is new?
The family leaves on Thursday for Walla Walla and wherever else they’re going. It kind of makes me sad; I haven’t gone on vacation with them for a long time. I’m gonna be all alone! 
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