Saturday, September 27, 2003

I just hit an owl. I just hit an owl. One that was not previously dead before I came along. I'm shaking. I'm dying. Do I get arrested for this? Aren't they endangered? What the crap was it doing sitting on the middle of the exit? The exit that comes off the road I consider to be the autobahn of the South. I couldn't slow down in time. I couldn't swerve due to the cliffs on either side. It just looked like a paper bag standing upright in the middle of the road... right up until the moment that his head completely swivelled around to face me (with a look of horror, I might add). I think I could have driven right over top of him... if only he hadn't decided at the last minute to take off. ugh. I'm going to be sick.


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