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Feb. 10th, 2003 07:28 pmHow I knew what kind of day I was going to have:
I was bitten by a goose when I was walking to school this morning. After that, you know how the rest of your day's gonna work out. Oy.
I was walking ten feet away from the flock of geese. I've walked within inches of them before. As I approached the park, I saw a couple standing only a few feet away. But for some reason, one of the geese took umbrage at my passing and ran (well, waddled) at me with its mouth open and bit me a couple times. I felt extraordinarily singled out. Thanks so much, white domestic goose with no name.
I was bitten by a goose when I was walking to school this morning. After that, you know how the rest of your day's gonna work out. Oy.
I was walking ten feet away from the flock of geese. I've walked within inches of them before. As I approached the park, I saw a couple standing only a few feet away. But for some reason, one of the geese took umbrage at my passing and ran (well, waddled) at me with its mouth open and bit me a couple times. I felt extraordinarily singled out. Thanks so much, white domestic goose with no name.
