lirazel: An outdoor scene from the film Picnic at Hanging Rock ([bh] scandalized)
lirazel ([personal profile] lirazel) wrote2011-05-10 08:44 am

attention universe: i never gave permission for my life to turn into a horror movie

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH.

I FORGOT IT WAS CICADA YEAR.

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH.

[identity profile] diebirchen.livejournal.com 2011-05-10 01:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Until I moved to the Midwest, I never knew there were screaming bugs -- screaming bugs that did it together as a hideous night-time chorus. I mean really! No more passenger pigeons. No more charmingly weird dodo birds. No more lots of worthwhile animals, BUT we still have cicadas?
P.S. Okay, so pigeons aren't so great, but you see what I mean.

[identity profile] penny-lane-42.livejournal.com 2011-05-10 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Honestly, the noise is the least of what bothers me, though I can easily imagine how it could drive you crazy. It's when they fly up at you that I get freaked out. Also they are disgusting looking. GROSS.

Dodo birds are charmingly weird!

[identity profile] diebirchen.livejournal.com 2011-05-10 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
But in some cultures, they're considered a yummy treat. I'm glad I'm not attached to those cultures. Good protein, probably, but not my idea of gourmet food.