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aceofkittensI 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.
Jenny Says, by Cowboy Mouth:
I've got no reason for the things I fear
The things that plague me when I see and hear
A dime's a nickel and a nickel's none
I throw myself into the Sunday sun
That summer Sunday when you went insane
You said you're going, but I said I came
I'm throwing oranges in an apple cart
The ties that bind are tearing me apart
Jenny says turn off the radio
Jenny says turn off the light
Jenny says turn off the video
You beat yourself up to bring yourself down
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go, let it go
When the world keeps coming down on me
I let it go...
Stay tuned for how well that works out.
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.
Jenny Says, by Cowboy Mouth:
I've got no reason for the things I fear
The things that plague me when I see and hear
A dime's a nickel and a nickel's none
I throw myself into the Sunday sun
That summer Sunday when you went insane
You said you're going, but I said I came
I'm throwing oranges in an apple cart
The ties that bind are tearing me apart
Jenny says turn off the radio
Jenny says turn off the light
Jenny says turn off the video
You beat yourself up to bring yourself down
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go, let it go
When the world keeps coming down on me
I let it go...
Stay tuned for how well that works out.
