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Jul. 21st, 2007 12:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pacificpikachuBah, I'm so tired and I'm busy failing at drawing, but...eh, might as well write anyway.
I was planning on going to Shannon's party today, but so many things came up that there was no way I could've gone. I feel really bad about it, especially because I completely forgot to call. *Facepalm* Shannon, if you read this, I'm sorry!
Anyway, it was my phone day for Wildlife Rehab and Release, and I was swamped with calls earlier in the day. I had to make a ton of phone calls in order to sort anything out. There were several calls about adult injured birds--one died on arrival at the vet, one had to be euthanized, and one, uh, wasn't an adult at all and was seriously, seriously injured on top of that. Last I talked to Jacqui about it, she was trying to decide whether to euthanize the little not-adult robin, as it had what sounded like severe internal bleeding. :( I was supposed to get a sixth jay later in the day, but the lady who was going to bring it to me called a few hours before she would have dropped it off to notify me that it died. So, rough day. Very stressful trying to place these birds, who mostly ended up dying anyway. There was one baby grosbeak who came in today, perfectly healthy, so Tracy took him. :) At least one bright patch there.
For some reason, Dad determinedly wanted my brother and I to go down towards to mailbox and demolish all the plant life there. This was...much, much harder than it sounds, despite there not being much in the way of plant life down there to begin with. After about an hour of chopping at the ground with picks and hoes, we conceded defeat. x_x;
Then we watched The Plague Dogs. Ahh, I adored it! I love dark, old-school, non-Disney animated movies, seriously. Especially animal-centric ones. The backgrounds were SO gorgeous, the story was great, and I just...loved it. It was nice and dark and gory and psychological. The last scene was really poignant to me for some reason. I keep replaying it in my head over and over and over. The movie was totally up my alley. I wish I could write more coherently about it at the moment (because I planned on going on and on about it for a while), but I'm exhausted.
I cleaned a lot of bird cages later, and now I'm drawing a Lucario gijinka and...not liking it. I want to draw something awesome right now, but I can't seem to muster anything even remotely good.
Oh well. I need to go to bed now. After staring angrily at the Lucario gijinka some more.
I was planning on going to Shannon's party today, but so many things came up that there was no way I could've gone. I feel really bad about it, especially because I completely forgot to call. *Facepalm* Shannon, if you read this, I'm sorry!
Anyway, it was my phone day for Wildlife Rehab and Release, and I was swamped with calls earlier in the day. I had to make a ton of phone calls in order to sort anything out. There were several calls about adult injured birds--one died on arrival at the vet, one had to be euthanized, and one, uh, wasn't an adult at all and was seriously, seriously injured on top of that. Last I talked to Jacqui about it, she was trying to decide whether to euthanize the little not-adult robin, as it had what sounded like severe internal bleeding. :( I was supposed to get a sixth jay later in the day, but the lady who was going to bring it to me called a few hours before she would have dropped it off to notify me that it died. So, rough day. Very stressful trying to place these birds, who mostly ended up dying anyway. There was one baby grosbeak who came in today, perfectly healthy, so Tracy took him. :) At least one bright patch there.
For some reason, Dad determinedly wanted my brother and I to go down towards to mailbox and demolish all the plant life there. This was...much, much harder than it sounds, despite there not being much in the way of plant life down there to begin with. After about an hour of chopping at the ground with picks and hoes, we conceded defeat. x_x;
Then we watched The Plague Dogs. Ahh, I adored it! I love dark, old-school, non-Disney animated movies, seriously. Especially animal-centric ones. The backgrounds were SO gorgeous, the story was great, and I just...loved it. It was nice and dark and gory and psychological. The last scene was really poignant to me for some reason. I keep replaying it in my head over and over and over. The movie was totally up my alley. I wish I could write more coherently about it at the moment (because I planned on going on and on about it for a while), but I'm exhausted.
I cleaned a lot of bird cages later, and now I'm drawing a Lucario gijinka and...not liking it. I want to draw something awesome right now, but I can't seem to muster anything even remotely good.
Oh well. I need to go to bed now. After staring angrily at the Lucario gijinka some more.
