Today I took Krystal to the gynecologist. She hasn't been in several years, since she moved here from Canada (since she went for free there, where they have a real health care system; not the watered-down compromise between the two big parties who were fighting about it for so long (that would be the pharmacutical companies and the insurance companies- not sure who won, but I am sure most of us regular people lost) that we're going to be getting) in 2006. I sat in the waiting room with her and let me tell you about the dames! The place was lousy with them. They all looked grouchy, uncomfortable, hormonal, and mildly deranged, which made me a bit uneasy. There was only one other guy in there (who also looked slightly uneasy). But I got to do some reading, so that was ok.
The pigeon I took in awhile back can fly now. It still doesn't make pigeon noises- it just peeps and squeaks. It creally likes Krystal. It always flies to her and lands on her head, and tries to follow her around. It's cute. I read a little bit about pigeons, and they are supposed to be one of the most intelligent species of animal on the planet. They are one of only 6 species (including humans) who, when seeing their reflection in the mirror, realizes that it is them and not another pigeon. I'm thinking about teaching it to steal.
My hard drive on my computer screwed up recently, so I'm not doing much online, and a lot of stuff is falling behind. It's kind of driving me crazy. Stupid computer.
I'm very tired tonight but I wanted to write a little bit before I go to bed. But now I think I'm gone...