This weekend has been going by pretty well, I've spent most of Saturday alone because my dad is with relatives off in Syracuse. Thank god he's all the way away in Syracuse, because that's about 2 hours away from where I'm living, so I know I'll have the house to myself even longer. I also ran into Gizmo's stray-cat brother around the house, he was sleeping in view from the kitchen window. I ran outside to try to meet him, but he ran away from me (that's what sucks about stray cats, but I know a few stray cats that will approach you). Today has been very slow paced, however, and the last 12 hours have whipped by VERY QUICKLY. However, this morning was quite enteratining. I woke up at about 6:30, which is very strange because that never happens. The sun was out, and my windows were open; my windows which happen to be above the area of our yard where all of the bird feeders are. And by this point, there are two birds that won't SHUT THE HELL UP. They keep on talking excessivley to one another, one has a high and quick chirp, while the other has a medium toned long sort-of buzz. They were making so much damn noise, and they were quite possibly the loudest birds I have ever heard in my entire life. Then I went back to sleep, so that really was the drama of my day in itself.
Current Readings: "Forever Odd" By Dean Koontz
Current Mood: Warm and Semi-dehydrated
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