00:14: anyone who has known me as far back as high school knows that feb 17 hits me like a stake through the heart. i hate to admit it, but it does. it happened some 8 or 9 years ago, but it's dead now. and good riddance, too! i think an entire summer's worth of tears (no exaggeration here) and 5 years of pathetic stupidity was more than enough to kill that thing.
but the date does represent the curse. and while that first one is long gone, this more recent one is beginning to get out of hand.
what is it with me and this eagle-curse, anyway? i'm a snowy white owl, for crying out loud! an owl, representative of athena! dumb eagles... all they do is hunt. i really ought to stick to cows. moo... i'm not making any sense, am i?
