Today the magic fountain turned me into a squirrel. It was so much fun; I felt like a acrobat. I was flying and soaring through the trees...It was great!

...But it came crashing down when I turned back into myself. Crashing down literally, as I was on a branch and it snapped under my weight, sending me hurtling down ten feet to the grass below.

My butt will never be the same again.

On a lighter note, I found a LOT of fairy rings. There weren't any fairies, though. So I decided to go to sleep in one, and maybe when I wake up, I'll see the fairies that made it.

The World is Quiet Here,
Franz Ferdinand