Attacked!!!

You read it correctly. I was ATTACKED! Here's a lil prestory...

Sunday I work at SBs from 11am till 4pm. I woke up 20 min till cause I had a night on the town the night before. Inorder to fight that night of fun, I decide to drink 1 redbull and a total of 8 espresso shots throught the shift. Needless to say I was tweeking out. After work I go to DQ to get lunch/dinner. I wait in drive through 30 minutes, get my food, go home, and find out its the wrong order and its WAY undercooked. When I get home Kelly is FLIPPING out. Which if you know her, isn't too unusal, but there was something different about this one. So I follow her upstairs. Then all of a sudden a giant pteridactil flys over my head into the computer room. Now Kelly and I are both flipping out. I immediatly call my parents, shrieking the entire time, and they tell me to lick myself in the room and open a window...... Riiiiiight. So I grab the laundry basket, put it on my head and go in. It immediatly starts flying around, cawing, attacking my laundry basket helmet, while I'm screaming bloody murder.

I was screaming so loud and for so long I hurt my neck. Seriously. My military training kicks in and I low crawl to the window, open it and swat the bird to freedom. I then collapse on the floor and eventually pass out from the exhaustion.

*sigh*