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Mar. 26th, 2007 11:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pacificpikachuAh, today was...um. Interesting.
I went to class as usual, played some Pokémon Leaf Green before class, and left class. I hopped on the bus to Auburn, only to discover that the bus from Auburn to Grass Valley was set to arrive at 1:50 PM. I got to the bus station at noon, so I ended up scrabbling around trying to find something to do.
I sat around at the bus stop playing Pokémon for a while and had an interesting conversation with a history buff from Missouri who randomly hitchhikes and bus-rides around California for six-week intervals, gold panning and such. Kind of cool. I wish I could travel around randomly like that, but I feel like the world we live is so gritty and dangerous and complex it would difficult to be a wanderer and live the simple sort of life I romanticize about. Oh well.
Also, as I was sitting there there was a teenage lesbian couple who kept coming and going. This wouldn't be peculiar except that I was very confused by their behavior. They were only around for perhaps a total of twenty minutes while I was there, but every time they came they'd go through this routine of cuddling and kissing and touching and such, and then burst into yelling at each other, accusing each other of cheating, and such. Then they'd go back to cuddling as if nothing happened. Then they'd explode again at random. O_o; Uhhh, okay...
I walked to both feed stores in the vicinity and a nice nursery with a HUGE variety of plants while waiting. At the nursery, I was amused by this big bullfrog sitting in one of the barrels for water plants. I thought he was just an extremely realistic replica of a frog at first, but when I reached out my hand to touch him, he went under the water for a few minutes, and then came back up and sat there. He was so cute, and it was so strange how he'd just sit there as I stared at him! ♥ I wanted to pick him up, but decided against it because he seemed so content in his little water-barrel. I want a water-barrel frog in my yard.
Just as the bus for Grass Valley FINALLY pulled up, it a huge downpour started. I had forgotten to bring a coat on account of not knowing it was going to rain, so I when I got out of the bus at the Grass Valley bus stop, I had to flee to shelter immediately. I still got sopping wet. ._.; Mom took her lunch break late to pick me up and bring me to Dad's.
Gah. I got out of class at 11:10AM or so. I got home at 3:20PM. That's just not right.
Anyway, other than talking to Jacqui about bird diets and such, the only noteworthy thing that's happened since I got home was that I burned the chickies' rice-sock, causing Dad to have a dramatic fit about the smell. XD; It smelled like burnt sock for quite a while, though I think the smell is starting to go away. Dad was treating it like the world was ending, though.
I'm saving a bunch of Pokémon sprites right now.
Yay, organizational songbird rehab meeting tomorrow! :D AKA lunch out with the leaders of the songbird rehab team and rehearsing the class that's coming up this weekend.
I went to class as usual, played some Pokémon Leaf Green before class, and left class. I hopped on the bus to Auburn, only to discover that the bus from Auburn to Grass Valley was set to arrive at 1:50 PM. I got to the bus station at noon, so I ended up scrabbling around trying to find something to do.
I sat around at the bus stop playing Pokémon for a while and had an interesting conversation with a history buff from Missouri who randomly hitchhikes and bus-rides around California for six-week intervals, gold panning and such. Kind of cool. I wish I could travel around randomly like that, but I feel like the world we live is so gritty and dangerous and complex it would difficult to be a wanderer and live the simple sort of life I romanticize about. Oh well.
Also, as I was sitting there there was a teenage lesbian couple who kept coming and going. This wouldn't be peculiar except that I was very confused by their behavior. They were only around for perhaps a total of twenty minutes while I was there, but every time they came they'd go through this routine of cuddling and kissing and touching and such, and then burst into yelling at each other, accusing each other of cheating, and such. Then they'd go back to cuddling as if nothing happened. Then they'd explode again at random. O_o; Uhhh, okay...
I walked to both feed stores in the vicinity and a nice nursery with a HUGE variety of plants while waiting. At the nursery, I was amused by this big bullfrog sitting in one of the barrels for water plants. I thought he was just an extremely realistic replica of a frog at first, but when I reached out my hand to touch him, he went under the water for a few minutes, and then came back up and sat there. He was so cute, and it was so strange how he'd just sit there as I stared at him! ♥ I wanted to pick him up, but decided against it because he seemed so content in his little water-barrel. I want a water-barrel frog in my yard.
Just as the bus for Grass Valley FINALLY pulled up, it a huge downpour started. I had forgotten to bring a coat on account of not knowing it was going to rain, so I when I got out of the bus at the Grass Valley bus stop, I had to flee to shelter immediately. I still got sopping wet. ._.; Mom took her lunch break late to pick me up and bring me to Dad's.
Gah. I got out of class at 11:10AM or so. I got home at 3:20PM. That's just not right.
Anyway, other than talking to Jacqui about bird diets and such, the only noteworthy thing that's happened since I got home was that I burned the chickies' rice-sock, causing Dad to have a dramatic fit about the smell. XD; It smelled like burnt sock for quite a while, though I think the smell is starting to go away. Dad was treating it like the world was ending, though.
I'm saving a bunch of Pokémon sprites right now.
Yay, organizational songbird rehab meeting tomorrow! :D AKA lunch out with the leaders of the songbird rehab team and rehearsing the class that's coming up this weekend.
