Freak Accident

The other day when I took the trash out I saw a small bird fluttering around my car. "What a sweet little bird!" I thought to myself. Later I went to my car and found the weirdest thing! It looked like someone had thrown a mudball at my passenger-side mirror. On closer inspection the "dirt" appeared to be the excrement of a very confused bird who had apparently been having a pretty intense rumble with his reflection in the mirror, which took more than a few permanent beak scratches. How weird is that?!
In other news, I'm getting a makeover. No, there's nothing wrong with me just as I am, but I'm uncomfortable and I don't feel like myself. Plus I've been having a bad hair day since, like, July. So, in about 45 minutes I have an appointment for a free orientation at a gym nearby, after which I will be stopping in at Supercuts, because hey, how could this mop get any worse, then I'll go grocery shopping and finally buy myself that Nature's Gate perfume that I have to smell every time I go to Henry's. I will update you on the progress of my transformation.