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-Phantom quote: "Sir, I bid you welcome" (smacked way out of context)-

There was a large, multicolored bird in one of my dreams, and a pet ferret in another. The ferret was kind of interesting since ferrets are actually illegal in this Great Domesticated Desert of Doom^TM; of course my head conveniently legalized them.

I sit here writing from what appears to be a cave, since nearly all the blinds throughout the house are drawn, and I have to have the light on over the computer even though it is currently around noon. Whoever first claimed that the GDDoD had "mild" weather either 1) is a lying cad that I feel like kicking at the moment or 2) grew up in Shanghai, in which case I pity him greatly.

In other news, there is a bird that comes to my bedroom window every morning to bash his brains against it. Actually, what he's (she's?) really doing is gradually dismantling the window screen, presumably gathering material for a nest, but it really sounds like the bird is just bashing its head against the screen. There will sort of be this worried "edder-eeee" chirping sound, then "whupam! whupam! whupam!" and a flurry of wings and movement.

And another part of the screen flaps free. Our avian friend is very close to unmooring the bottom of the screen completely.

Reality check. Ah, birds.