In the parking lot at the train station today there was a very dead, flat, dry frog. It was the largest frog I have ever seen in the flesh - nearly a foot long, counting its legs splayed out behind it. I prodded it over onto its stomach with one foot and it was still wet underneath. Wet and *wriggling*. I'd read the description many times in books, but never have I seen before a dead thing that was so full of maggots that it seemed still alive - more than alive, bursting and crawling with it, writhing under the flesh, little white curls of it squirting out and rippling over the concrete below.

It was cool.

Oh, and speaking of death and writhing masses, as a reward for not committing jigai at my stat exam this afternoon, I bought myself a con.txt membership. So, I guess I'm going to con.txt. Happy birthday me!

Actually, now that I can look farther into the future than monday. 1:30. doom. again, I should probably figure out my schedule for the summer. Let's see:

( This is as good as I can do with that 'planning ahead' stuff. )

And there should probably be something about getting a job and stuff in there too, but, ehh, why worry?

Also, I'm now one of the top 50 taggers on LibraryThing!