Kidney Rings

I got a new cell phone this week, and it’s pretty snazzy. I use my phone as my alarm clock, so I got a new alarm clock by default. Anyway, my new phone works a little differently than my old phone, and so I was awoken by my phone vibrating rather than ringing. It made the whole bed shake, and I woke up ready to kill whoever it was that was calling me. I pushed snooze three times, which meant I got up fifteen minutes late today. It’s okay, though, because my old phone would have made me twenty-four minutes late if I’d pushed snooze three times.

I decided to wear a skirt today, because I bought a pretty one at the junk store, and it’s summery out again. It’s a pink skirt with flowery designs and big swishy whooshes. Anyway, I’m always insecure when I wear skirts.

The worst part is the lack of pockets, though. That’s why I dropped my new phone today, on the cement floor, where it exploded. I put it back together and it seems to be working, but I was a little upset.

I didn’t think of it before I left the house, but I wish I had worn heels today. Well, perhaps not to class, but I wish I put them in my car for later.

If you look at a rat’s kidney, you’ll find it looks remarkably like a fetus.

I did find out that the ring I was wearing the other day, with the silver and turquoise is real, and it belonged to my dad’s cousin before she died. She bred bulldogs.

Someone stomped a lizard on the sidewalk outside of one of my classes that I had yesterday. It was one of those alligator looking ones (but not an alligator lizard) with the super long tail. I don’t understand why someone would do that. Lizards are small, they can’t hurt you, and they are so useful. They eat bugs and spiders and stuff, and they aren’t (mostly) poisonous. It made me very sad.