Day 11. 148 pages, 66,975 words.
Today on my way to work, a doe and her fawn came running across the road in front of me. I stopped, of course, but the fawn balked and stopped on one side of the road while the mother stopped at the edge of the woods on the other. Not wanting to scare either of them into scattering further, I sat and waited. The fawn had just started forwards again when another car ripped past me and roared on up the hill. The fawn bolted away into the woods and mother stayed where she was. I’m going to assume that the driver of the other car got two flat tyres and gonorrhea, and that the doe found her fawn again, and that in a year or two they will both be delicious. Nobody ever said upholding a consistent omnivorous worldview would be easy.
Phil LaMarr was a voice actor in Avatar: The Last Airbender. He also voiced Hermes Conrad in Futurama. Also, he was Marvin, who got shot in the face by Quentin Tarantino in Pulp Fiction. I already told this to Facebook, but that still means a solid half of my regular readers (and nine tenths of my commenters by volume) hadn’t heard.
Wump self-identifies as Hufflepuff. Because they’re nice.
I’ve just passed my two-month anniversary at work, halfway through my trial period and doing okay. It’s been a quiet few weeks with everyone on vacation. Tomorrow I will try to remember to bring my Deadpool money box to put on my desk. Each month a new Deadpool, that’s the goal.