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School is almost over. I am relieved.
I want a $20 wind chime that I saw at Walgreens. I am picky about windchimes, they can't have an annoying sound or I will go mad.
Madness.
Madness is the bird that chirps when the sun is coming up. It is as if he is at the window sill. George is now a freaking bird-lover, so he doesn't mind. I am ready to get out of bed and give that bird a piece of my mind.
I wish I had the money to go and buy George a set of very expensive binoculars.
He is having a love affair with the Mockingbirds in the evergreen trees outside my home.
I would rather watch squirrels, as I have mentioned already.
What is my life coming to that I only want to talk about squirrels? You have no idea how many squirrel pictures I have collected. But they are squirrels doing human things. I have a thing for pictures of animals that are doing human things.
I think I am getting arthritis. It sucks.
This weekend was pretty good. George and I had a good time with Amanda, because we did this game where we sit in a circle and create stories. Yeah, we just make them up. George always has to go dark and mysterious on me, while I am trying to stir the story in a more fantasy genre. Too bad Sergio was out playing basketball because he is awesome at making stuff up -- he already writes his little stories on the computer.
Well, I am leaving to go see what is for dinner.
I want a $20 wind chime that I saw at Walgreens. I am picky about windchimes, they can't have an annoying sound or I will go mad.
Madness.
Madness is the bird that chirps when the sun is coming up. It is as if he is at the window sill. George is now a freaking bird-lover, so he doesn't mind. I am ready to get out of bed and give that bird a piece of my mind.
I wish I had the money to go and buy George a set of very expensive binoculars.
He is having a love affair with the Mockingbirds in the evergreen trees outside my home.
I would rather watch squirrels, as I have mentioned already.
What is my life coming to that I only want to talk about squirrels? You have no idea how many squirrel pictures I have collected. But they are squirrels doing human things. I have a thing for pictures of animals that are doing human things.
I think I am getting arthritis. It sucks.
This weekend was pretty good. George and I had a good time with Amanda, because we did this game where we sit in a circle and create stories. Yeah, we just make them up. George always has to go dark and mysterious on me, while I am trying to stir the story in a more fantasy genre. Too bad Sergio was out playing basketball because he is awesome at making stuff up -- he already writes his little stories on the computer.
Well, I am leaving to go see what is for dinner.