wandering strange roads in Diary

  • Aug. 8, 2019, 3:32 p.m.
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I quit smoking everything. That’s about the only news. My birds are all set up in their new space. Grey is still getting used to it, but he’s making progress daily. Girl Bird has been enjoying herself, it seems, in her new digs. She is such a sweet, affectionate little animal. Someday soon I need to get her to the vet so she can get on medication to prevent her from growing eggs. At least she is healthy and strong, so whenever she does lay eggs now she just pops them out, strong-shelled and bloodless.

My life is not so bonzo at the moment. It’s alright, I guess, but things are not quite yet as they should be. I don’t like being too specific here on the web, since most all my entries are public, and maybe it’s just my weird personality asserting itself anyway. But I could use more human contact. I’m going to need to do something about that soon. Maybe today.

That’s all I’ve got for now with this phone entry....


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