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Wednesday, June 22, 2011

I felt like writing a story about a Crow.

Petunia was a scruffy looking crow with jet black feathers that looked like motor oil. She had scaly bird legs (because she was a bird after all), but she still felt downcast when she saw her reflection in the puddles of murky water that collected on the rooftop. She wondered why she couldn't be like those parakeets in the pet store window, or like the pigeons with the shimmering green and purple feathers. She even hated the sound of her own voice. When she tried to sing pretty songs like the robins, she just sounded like a raspy old man.

Monday, June 13, 2011

Summer beggins

So my summer began with a few weeks of hiding out in my house and playing Animal Crossing. Despite totally bringing my fake pixel town out of the ruined state it was in, I felt strangely empty inside.

Thankfully, I got to spend this last week with my boyfriend David, learning to drive, camping out to watch for possums, and going on a birdwatching walk. I also ate greens two nights in a row. It was different.

After the first night of sleeping in the tent, we were discouraged by the lack of possum activity. There WAS possum activity; we heard it eating the food we set out, but it disappeared before we could get a glimpse of it. The next night was much better. We started to hear things falling on the tent, and looked up through the mesh ceiling to see a baby possum crawling in the tree directly above us. We watched it move around for the next 20 minutes until finally it was staring straight down at us, wiggling it's ears and bobbing it's head. It was an awesome ending to our possum stakeout.

On Saturday we went to two graduation parties where David finally met some of my church friends. I'm not very social at parties. I sit in corners and look gloomy. Not very many people talked to us. We did get to drink beer and eat massive amounts of bean dip, so that was a plus.

On Sunday, I went to church and literally started falling asleep during the sermon. I would have been successful if the chairs didn't make my back ache. I sound like an old man. Also, I wish we sang more hymns instead of this contemporary stuff. And we need banjos! Grrrrr.

So...there it is. I'm not sure what's in store for this week. Probably listening to music and being a sloth. Speaking of that...

David sent me this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8YCSJpF4g4

Isn't this band just awesome? What's interesting is I used to hear this on a commercial and I hated it because it came on every 5 minutes. I never knew it was Noah and The Whale and Laura Marling. Ok, maybe that's only interesting to me. Whatever.

Finally: I like moths. This is my favorite moth. Enjoy: