The Zoo over Ambuscade Street

You can all thank Erik for the fact that I know know how to rip somebody's hand in two pieces. It's disturbingly easy.

Actually, it's just disturbing. Do not underestimate Bizzaro-Fu, even a form of Bizzaro-Fu that focuses on teaching you how to walk in circles.

Also, I managed to kick Fen in the face today. Hard. Hard enough that I was hopping around, and have a huge bruise on my shin. He just laid down, squinted a bit, and pawed his face a couple of times. Damn monster dog. (For the record, I was trying to kick the tennis ball for him to chase. He just...jumped the gun a bit, and in leaping for the ball managed to leap right in the path of my kick. Ow.)

Days like this, I get the distinct impression that my life isn't exactly what you'd call standard. Of course, it takes things like learning to rip someone's hand in half or realizing that I have a chainsaw in my living room for me to key into that. Maybe I'm just slow.