Birds are the bane of my existence…
May 25th, 2006
My friend Ally sent me an email, announcing how she would die - and said that I could find out how I would die by going here. So, of course, I immediately clicked on the link, filled in some information, and discovered that, “At age 45, you will be eaten by birds in Manhattan’s Central Park.”
As you may recall, I hatehatehate birds, and am a little afraid of them too. So, now that I know they’re going to kill me, I have a legit reason.
“Feathered friends”? Try the winged menace! Ugh.
since I have two names I always get to do things like this twice and pick which one I like better.
Elizabeth: At age 70, you will take a near lethal dose of mescaline, wander the desert for six months, and eventually be eaten by coyotes.
Lizzie: At age 89, you will be blown up by the pyrotechnics rigged at one of your “Reunion Tour” concerts.
the reunion tour one just sounds ridiculous, so I think I’ll go for the coyotes!
Mindy: At age 39, suicide, straight up.
sweet!
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