Herpetology

Well... this morning I awoke to the news on the radio that Steve Irwin, Crocodile Hunter, has died in a truly freakish and horrible way. I always thought it would be a good honest mauling for him, but no, it was a stingray barb through the heart. Truly dreadful, and for all my family always joked about the huge life insurance policy his wife must have out on him, you've got to feel bad for his wife and kids. Kyle told me it is only the second time in Australian history that someone has died from being stung. Or it has only happened twice before, not sure.

In unrelated news, I am taking advantage of my temporary life of solidute by messing up my sleep schedule. Last night I went to bed at 5:30, woke up at 9:30, watched a movie and had dinner, tidied my room, did yoga, and then went to bed again at 3:30, to wake up at 9:30 this morning. Also: partridge posture is the bomb.

Jessica out!