a life of extreams

After taking a test today, I was walking home. As I walked down the steps in front of the testing center, I rounded the corner just as a fairly large adolescent male deer leaps in front of me. I was astounded! I thought about how glorious it is to have such magnificent and beautiful creatures walking this earth, and how lucky I am to enjoy this world.

Just a little bit ago, I dumped a scalding hot pizza (formerly known as my dinner) onto the floor. First I allowed it to bounce off my body a bit. My hand is burning and it hurts like the dickens. As I ran my hand under water, I sat there thinking about how well I reacted to the incident. Aside from the fact that it took a few seconds to settle in, I think i did well. the first thing I did was run my crying little hand under water. I mean what is more important, my hand or my food/carpet? And while I was trying to get the intense pain to leave my hand, my loving roommate cleaned up my mess.

I guess I was just thinking about how extremely fast life moves on and changes.

oh, and typing with one hand and one finger is really hard.