Last night in the depths of overwhelming depression, I captured a tree frog. He fought valiantly for his release, so I let him go. Then he sat near me for over an hour just hanging out. True story, no lie. Even later, I caught a huge toad. I rubbed his belly for a little while then let him go as well. He hung out for quite some time. Note to self: when humans push you over the edge, hang out with amphibians :)
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My friends and I used to catch those tiny frogs which infest Georgia and but them in enormous habits in moving boxes (my family had plenty boxes). The damned little things would commit suicide by jumping at the box walls, fall and land on their backs where they couldn't flip over. They would die all the time. I think it's safe to say suicide ruins everyone's fun.
And this music thing is out of control. Whenever I want to take a smoke break (wherein I cannot type properly), I look up and download (shhh) new music. I'm up to five new artists today, one of whom is one for whom I've been looking for months! Hot shit!
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And this music thing is out of control. Whenever I want to take a smoke break (wherein I cannot type properly), I look up and download (shhh) new music. I'm up to five new artists today, one of whom is one for whom I've been looking for months! Hot shit!
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