~OrchardAvenue

anyone else remember nickelback? yeah, me either. thank fucking christ.

right now there is a bunch of pigeons on my roof, right above my window. i think they're supposed to be cooing, but it sounds like babies crying with their mouth's full of mashed potatoes, which is an incredibly disturbing sound to wake up to. if prince let us know what it sounded like when doves cry*, then i now know what it sounds like when pigeons wail like a bunch of feathered bitches. fuck you, pigeons.

i took a walk last night after seeing the darjeeling limited, and it was freezing. it was that combination of rain and snow (!) and wind. it was just so unpleasant that the babies in strollers had no choice but to swear out loud, to themselves and nature. i passed a double-wide stroller on my way to my apartment and i overheard one of the babies saying, "goddamn-cocksucking-motherfucker-cold huggies brand diapers." The baby next to him said nothing because it was in suspended animation.

but the sunrise this morning was gorgeous. so i'd like to think it evens out.

peace & love,
rf

* it's oddly catchy, and danceable!