Speaking of Birds

Touché


So for the past couple of weeks I've been hearing this god awful screeching sound coming from my roommate's computer. I was hoping it was something with artistic substance, like some avant garde music made by limbless deaf mutes. But no, it turned out to be this:

Aren't these bitches supposed to be nocturnal?

Yes, my roommate has been on Owl Watch. Watching this owl tend to her eggs, the eggs eventually hatch and the owl's mate brings her food and shags her for a bit.

At least she's been productive during all of this. With my help of course.

I'm a crafty bitch

And yes your Royal Highness, I did indeed miss you much. Please don't make this cryogenic freezer stuff a habit. ;)

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