24 and stuff

I just want you all to know that If I die today or tomorrow, I knew it was coming. Because sometimes weird things happen to you in cemeteries and you just KNOW. It's like a movie. Or like, in Harry Potter when he sees "the Grim." Except this is a really bad example because it turns out not to be the Grim that Harry sees and then he doesn't actually die. Crap.

Anyway: things. Let's discuss them.

Things that involve deer.

Things that involve deer who let you get really close without running away.

Things that involve deer circling around you like they are going to attack you but then just stare at you like you aren't really human or something.

I mean I really thought I was dead meat for a second. I've always thought I'd have some kind of sudden and retarded death. Getting killed by deer sounds about right... on my second day of being 24 years old. Which is awesome so far, by the way. I threw up in the CVS parking lot, ate cheesecake brownies for breakfast TWICE and ran eight miles about ten minutes ago. 24 is awesome.

So anyway, I literally didn't care if these deer were going to kill me or not. It's probably insane that I'm even thinking about this. But I just broke through their little ring repeating please dont kill me please dont kill me in my head. And I was looking at their legs, which are hilariously skinny, and thinking how weird it is that this thing could totally steamroll me if it wanted to. Even though its looks like I could snap its leg in half. SO SKINNY. I ran away laughing basically, because I couldn't believe that this was happening, among other stupid things in my life. Do normal people do this? Laugh out loud maniacally mid-run through a cemetery?

Well. I don't know if I'm normal. But I DO know that I am going to eat another cheesecake brownie. Right now. It will be an awesome last meal, or something.