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well, honestly. how is a chocobo meant to get any sleep when her owner is busy making so much noise? it's no better than when i was in that closet. fine, so it's more fun living here - it's not like i was doing anything while i was in the closet - but i still can't get any sleep. what is it with my owners and doing loud, sweaty things underneath other people when a poor bird's trying to get some sleep?
ugh. well, at least the one with wire-hair kept his laptop open. i'm learning to type using my beak to peck at keys. it's hard to type a question mark. i can't hit the shift key very easily.
but at any rate, i discovered a kind of... drawing... program, on the computer. so i decided to draw something for my closet-buddy, zack. it was something that we talked about briefly when i was visiting him in the bathroom.
don't look at me, it's what zack said. i don't blame him. poor zack, having to live in a bathroom. maybe i can get my new owner to adopt him.
waaark.
-- s.