April 12, 2006

• Today I went up to the north oval near a bench and sat down in the grass and watched these three families of ants for a while. They each had their own anthill, laid out like this:

  
  

     A                   A      A           

  
  

  (the "A" is for "Anthill")

  
  

  The one on the left had ants that were a little bit redder than the other two. The main thing going on was just ants bustling around crazily. But after a while I noticed that there were two bigger ants with wings there too. I'm not sure if they were queens or not because I don't know that much about ants. I guess they could have been.

  
  

  Anyway, I think one of the winged ants was dead because the other ants were carrying her back underground, burying her maybe. She belonged to the third anthill. The other winged ant was mainly walking around the first anthill. Sometimes the ants around her would go up to her and start rubbing their feelers all over her. I think they might have been giving her a massage.

  
  

  I didn't want to touch the ants because I thought they might sting, but I did blow on them once, gently. They all started running around really fast, but they settled back down after a while.

  
  

  A little bit later a ladybug came by and just started walking in some weird pattern from blade of grass to blade of grass. I picked him up and he just ran up and down my arm over and over again, he was really wild. I wanted to see what would happen if he got mixed in with the ants, but then I had to go.

  
  

  I started walking back to my apartment. Along the way I had a nice conversation about music with a guy I had never met before who might have been gay. I really like talking to strangers.

  
  

  (concert tomorrow)

  • 6:47 pm
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