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I think I’ve slept like 8 hours combined so far this week. I’m so exhausted all day, but no matter how much I prep to get a reasonable night’s sleep I just get wired the moment I lay my head down. I’ve had sleeping issues my entire life, but I haven’t felt this bad in quite a while.
I can't think of anything worse then not being able to fall to sleep, I've been quite lucky there because I've never had problems getting down.
I am not stoked on birds that swoop you, walking a long with that nervousness if your about to get hit in the back of the head by a beak really pisses me off.
Haha, there was this bird at an office building that I used to work in. Every other day, this one co-worker would come in all hot and bothered about "that fucking bird" had just him attacked again. I would laugh my ass off. It was like, remember the movie "Grind", when a lizard crawls up dudes pants and he goes into a convulsive "ants in the pants", dance and decries "I've just been violated by a lizard"?
Yeah, a slightly less dramatic version of this, every other day.
So, I had never actually seen this thing and I was pretty sure he was exaggerating, until one day, it happened. The little fucker had perched on a tree that you HAD to pass to reach the entrance, except the little sneaky bastard let me pass, then struck me from behind with a fly-by. I have to admit, it was pretty unnerving to have the violent hand of nature "swoop down" on me out of left field.
Anyway, one day I show up late and who do I see laid out dead as a doornail near the front entrance? That little feathered prick. So when I see my coworker, I said "I guess that little fucker took one too many swipes at ya, huh Dave? He's like wtf are you talking about? The look on his face when I informed him of the bird's passing was absolutely priceless. Sheer relief. Like he was being released from captivity. And I get it, I had one jarring encounter, but this guy had been bullied by this bird for quite some time and had become somewhat traumatized.
I suggested he call animal control and give his enemy a proper burial, given their "history" together, I said, "that is unless you plan to burn the motherfucker and piss on the ashes"?
Eventually someone came around to gather the corpse and notify the bird's next of kin.