Day 51

I just realized something: You don't know about Pete, do you? I mentioned him yesterday, but I don't know if I've told you about him before.

Pete is a guinea fowl. During the day, he pecks at the windows of the welcome center, and during the night he roams the parking lot and pecks at license plates and hubcaps. But the best part is... Nobody knows WHO brought him here, WHERE he came from, WHEN he got here, or WHY he is here. So I call him Enigmatic Pete the Guard Chicken. ANYWHO, back to the real cheeck-ons.

Bill and Ted McNugget (They're Scottish) sat on my back porch all afternoon. But so did Sophie. Not once did she leave my back door to eat, drink, or even pee on the carpet. She loved those chickens like I love filet mignon. And those chickens were annoying me to death with their endless peeping. I was actually considering putting them in Kai's bathtub for the night so they wouldn't get nommed by Hebi-San. But, two of my neigbors came by and said they'd take care of them! I was very happy. But Bill and Ted did not want to go with them! They'd only let me pick them up. But I did, and they're out of my hair.

Meh. My bathroom faucet is leaking, and I have no idea what to do about it. Gotta go to the store later, I'm out of orange juice and getting low on milk. And, of course, there's that whole 'go to class' thing I have to do later. BAI~


UPDATE

There's something else that happened yesterday that I didn't mention. I was supposed to meet my friend A for a concert for our music class. She's not a music person, and said that I'll need to help her a lot. Which I'm happy to do, of course. I agreed to meet her at the church where the concert was to take place early. And I was going to. But I was mixed up. I though, for some odd reason, it started at 7. At 3:30, A texted me saying she was at the church, and that it started at 4. I panicked, and sped off. I input the location into my nuvi, and it said the church was in Rockdale... A good hour away. So I sped there as fast as I could without getting pulled over or killed. I got to the church... and it was dark and empty. I had gone to the right church, all right... but it was for the concert that had happened on Tuesday. The concert I was supposed to have gone to was in College Station. Needless to say, I felt like a complete idiot.

But on the bright side, Rockdale is a beautiful little town. I've come to really like rural towns like Henderson (my dad's hometown and where my favorite uncle lives). On the drive to Rockdale, I passed beautiful green fields with fat brown cows in them, cotton fields that looked like they were covered in snow, adorable little old houses, ancient trees, big red barns that look like a playset I had when I was little... It was easily one of the most beautiful drives I have ever been on. Right up there with the bus rides around Italy and Switzerland, I should think. I almost want to drive out to Rockdale again, just to see it.

On the way back, I did something bad... It was a straight farm road. Nobody was coming, nobody was around. I hadn't seen a cop in over an hour. So, I did what any self-respecting person would do. I floored it. And I got up to 100 mph. It was so worth it. I don't know when I'll be able to do it again, but it was fun.

Even though the McNuggets are gone from my porch, Sophie still patrols the window. She and I are a lot alike, I noticed. We're both on the chubby (read: luscious) side of life. We both are pretty hyper. We both love food, we both love attention, and when we're angry, we make sure everybody knows.

I got a puzzle from Barnes & Noble. It's a 3-d puzzle that has funny green plastic pieces that you put together to make an apple. I'm going to go do that now. BAI~