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no, really, it is.
I was just on my lunch break at my new job, which is so mind-and-everything-else numbing that I predict there will be no What I Learned At Work updates. I was walking inbetween buildings and I found the teeniest tinest bird--it couldn't have been more than a few days old, it had no feathers and its eyes weren't even open--that had fallen from its nest. I don't mean to turn this into some sort of new agey rumination on the fragility of life but it felt very pointed that this happened today, the day I turn 27 and am feeling generally low about getting older. I thought very briefly about keeping it but as it turns out you need to feed fledglings every 20-40 minutes and I can't take it to work on the bus every day and, you know, refrain from being distracted from my job. I ran around with the bird in a paper towel and called the Humane Society and got nothing but recorded messages and freaked the shit out of one of my coworkers because she "doesn't care for birds" and eventually found a Milwaukee County Parks employee, who was tall enough to locate the nest and also has access to a ladder. I turned it over to him and went back to work and am now obsessing over whether it's going to be okay.
I know it's just a bird, but it feels like my bird now.
Life really is random and delicate, isn't it?
all right, y'all, I have never done this before but figure it is worth a shot (if anyone who is not Googling Britney Spears actually reads this). And everyone else is doing it so why can't we/I etc. I have a wonderful friend named Nicole who is supposed to go to the Intonation Music Festival with me next weekend. Her ticket done been bought, but she is now informing me that she does not think she can go because of financial constraints. I heart her so much that I would be willing to pay for her Greyhound down to Chicago, which is a mere 23 dollars, but which she doesn't think she can afford and I can't afford to pay for her plus mine. This show is going to be UNREAL, and please trust me when I say that she deserves to see it. This is where you come in. If I can get 23 people to donate A DOLLAR by clicking the button on the right, she gets to go. I have always (read: never) relied on the kindness of strangers, and I want a reason to believe in the good of humanity. I realize that there are seventy billion worthier causes out there, but this is the cause of my closest friend being left at home because she is in a hard financial place right now.
Please?
This may very well be old too, but I just found it today, so bleah. Here is a clip of the Evens (Ian Mackaye, y'all) doing a song for Pancake Mountain about the importance of vowels:
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In other news, I have a migraine-quality headache.
PLUS! mp3. The Hidden Cameras--Music Is My Boyfriend
