dd, letter edition

Dear Body,

Why do you not allow me to sleep in on the weekends? Shouldn't you know that Saturday is the day to sleep in, not wake up at the same time or, heaven forbid, earlier than you normally do? It's been about five weeks now...I guess we're settling into a routine. A losing battle. Maybe this is your way of telling me to stop being so lazy and to be productive. I'm all about that - it's just that I really enjoy sleep and would like a little more. Maybe if I set an alarm you will subconsciously not want to get up since you're supposed to. At least I'll make it to the gym today (first time this week). Thanks for that. I guess.

Regards,

Sorely Disappointed

dd, update edition

The supercuts has retired the sign-waving bunny and has replaced it with a panda bear. Why not?

dd, a goose hit me edition

I didn't hit the geese. The geese hit me. More specifically, they flew into my car. Two of them. They honked (or at least one of them did) as their faces collided with my windshield. I screamed and then laughed for quite some time. My friend who was in the passenger's seat said, "Did you see its face?!" and then I laughed some more. I know. I'm a terrible person. We did drive back, though, and didn't find any geese on the road. We did, however, see two geese at the pond and I'm telling my conscience that those are the two geese that hit me. Yes, my car is ok. *Also, I finally bought an iphone. *Completely unrelated to the goose story.