Little birdie, little birdie...

[mrrranda]

Sweet Christ....
Some birds always sound like they're screaming.

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Ann Arbor had a pretty terrific thunderstorm last night. I love playing in thunderstorms. But last night... totally... failed. Instead of feeling like the rain was washing away everything I didn't want and turning the tarnished bits back to silver, it felt like I was

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[harold_penis]

Good heavens.

I don't know what to say, but I'd better say something, to make sure that you don't disappear.

please ignore the whiny little cunt behind the curtain

[mrrranda]

Tsk! Don't mind me, I get like this *often.* If I disappear, I usually return a few days later.

Usually with weird hickeys, a box of half-eaten donuts, and pretty drunk.

don't mind me...

[jackgriffin]

I'm always a little uneasy around birds... My daily encounters with birds are just of walking down the avenue and having the scattering pigeons come "this >--< close" to beaking me in the eye. Or maybe it is because whenever I have been in a house with a 'pet' bird, the bird has *always* bitten my ears. Why? I don't think my ears are really that huge or enticing... The dumb birds never bit anyone else's ears. Or could it be that I'm just a cat person? I don't know... And even though I love animals, the out-of-doors, what have you, I have never really liked the sounds that birds make, either. The 'pleasant' out doors bird sounds I usually just tune out, and they do not really register. But the other birds... I would rather scrape a screaming baby's teeth and clawing nails on a chalkboard than hear their shrill and alarming outbursts... There is always something a little *not right* when I hear birds cry (and I rarely call it singing...)

Hmmmm... And "right then" with the cat... that is the best thing in the world, isn't it?

xo

Re: don't mind me...

[mrrranda]

It's not your ears, it's your earrings! Even the best-natured, most docile pet birds will go after them. Ever had one lunge at your glasses? That's even *more* endearing.

I think I mentioned my long-standing love-hate relationship with the migrating crows that converge on Ann Arbor in the fall... Other than those, and other aggressive scavengers like seagulls and pigeons, I usually *do* like birds. I was pretty excited a couple weeks ago when I actually saw a nighthawk... they come out at twilight and tend to fly pretty high up, so you hardly ever see them. But I used to hear them all the time... they're capable of launching into incredibly rapid dives that create a distinct whirring, then booming noise. I heard it for *years* before I knew it was an animal!! It's fucking unbelievable!

...that is the best thing in the world, isn't it?
(biting my tongue on this one, so the cat doesn't get it)

...I swear I am not one of those sad-crazy "cat ladies."

I swear.

Not yet.

Re: don't mind me...

[jackgriffin]

briefly, briefly..

The birdy attacks were on the other ear, long before it was ever pierced.

And you do paint a beautiful picture of the birds. I am open to seeing a different side of avian un-creepiness, i just have not seen it yet...

Bite your tongue, for all the good it will do. I will either be the sad-crazy "cat man" (why is there no cultural sterotype of the male insane cat person?) or just the dirty old man. I don't really care which, as both are -- ok, I will show some restaint and *not* make a pussy joke...

Ack, but I am still sorry...

Re: you call him Krazy....

[mrrranda]

I don't know why it's always the crazy cat lady, either. Maybe solitary old men aren't usually thought to have a pathetically displaced need for children?

Though there is this guy.

To quote Ben, "he's the fattest fucking cat you'll ever see."

[extrastout]

Sounds like having the freedom of not having to go to work has been good for you, and I mean good in a loose and appropriate way. Like your just freer in your head. . . or maybe I reading too much into this latest entry?

[mrrranda]

Yes and no... Yes, in that my thoughts move much more fluidly than they did just a few months ago. I think my mind started to give back around February, when I seriously started thinking about quitting. But I don't think I'm doing so well. I've had a modicum of focus forced on me lately, since I have actual *deadlines* for some things, but I'm still a bitter, moody twit who doesn't know what to do with herself.

How can I say it??
I am freeing my mind, but my ass has yet to follow.

[mrrranda]

Oh! I'll be on the other side of the country, but are you and Rox planning on going to this? "U.S. Attorney's office plans session to 'foster understanding' of Patriot Act..."

[extrastout]

Not sure if we can make it, hadn't even heard of it until now, thanks!
I will have three student down at the Junior Olympics for TKD down at Ford Field that day so it may work out very well (being right down town) or not at all depending on the schedule.