noble soul, ego -base.

saturday (caturday) i looked forward all week to sleeping in. i was up at 7.

the female finches found the thistle. (gosh o gee how happy i would be if i could only whithsle) i was worried i wouldn't get it up in time and they would go somewhere else. i assume they're purple, and my favourite, but i wouldn't mind some golds.
scrub jays and stellers. i think they found the suet.
it's been rain storm at night and frosty in the morn. but the juncos are chubby. i don't have my books and i haven't looked it up, if they have any juncos in michigan, these being oregon, of course. but some are ruddy and coal, others dusty. silly lil cross breeders. makin out with a robin.

i'm almost done with my chores. i feel eerily productive. the mad baker bought a washer and dryer. no mo' nanny's wash 'n dry. tho i did meet a nichiren buddhist there.
only in the youge.
"fly paper for freaks"

now i know it wasn't jist the addition of campbell, but who can argue with the sharks streak right now? chills. palpitations.
go, sharks, go