I think that the sparrows have a nest in the roof. I've suspected that lots of birds actually live up there, because I frequently hear their cheerful chirping. But lately, there's been numerous sparrow sightings on my windowsill, and I see them flying in a slightly angled trajectory. I imagine that they're landing on the roof.
There's probably a whole colony up there, and they are probably plotting against me.
Living on a really busy street has some disadvantages. At least once a day, there will be some kind of heated altercation at the bus stop under my windows. Last year, they replaced all the bus stop benches with a new standard bench. Unfortunately, this new bench can only be placed on pavement, and the sidewalk of the bus stop was dirt/grass. So they ripped away the old bench, but couldn't put in the new. So now, people waiting for the bus sit on the white picket fence (yes, I live in an apartment building with a white picket fence) and fight amongst themselves. All in all, I prefer the sparrows.
They're just so cute, you know, the way they hop everywhere.
I've switched CDs -- I love the Old 97s
, but listening to Rhett sing about loneliness isn't working out too well for me today. Of course, I just realized that I missed his in-store performance on Wednesday, despite having written it down in two places. Ah well. It's not like I'm much of a fangirl anymore, on any level.( Cowboy Mouth lyrics )
Stay tuned for how well that