i think someone is trying to tell me something:

1) last week i sat down on the bus and there was a peta anti-fur sticker on the seat-back in front of me. now, i think fur is gross. don't have to tell me twice. so it especially grossed me out to look at the picture of a skinned animal the whole ride.

2) sunday night my family and i went to a fancy restaurant where i ordered fish. i like fish. i have no qualms about eating fish. fish is good for you. the fish arrived, and it was the whole fish. as in, the tail. and... at first i was like, aw they garnished my plate with a mussel or a clam or whatever. but no! it was the fish head. split open, brains on display. or whatever is in their little fishy heads. i nearly vomited. i couldn't eat it.

3) today there were two dead mice in the office at school. both of the women who work there were extremely skeeved out. one said she could get rid of them if rigor mortis had set in, but alas they were "freshly dead" and therefore still warm and soft. i said i'd do it. so i picked up these two sweet mice who looked like they were sleeping. picked them up with a plastic bag and got rid of them.

vomiteus amadeus.

in other news, i am reading a burial at thebes, seamus heaney's translation of antigone. it's so fucking good, it's inexplicable. i also just finished persepolis, which i highly recommend. i was reading thumbsucker but i wasn't really feeling the writing so i was like, eh i'll just see the movie. i have books i need to read for school and for further extra- / co- curricular edification.

and in yet other news, whiskey + good-o brand ginger beer is awesome. and sabra "lucious lemon" hummus is even awesomer.

xo.