Here I am at my parents enjoying my last day in Florida in the only good weather in the country (71 degrees) and what do I wake up to? Drunk birds. What? Never heard of a drunken bird? Every year on their way up to the North the cedar waxwings stop on by and eat the fermented berries from the cherry laurels. They come in droves and are deafening. Absolutely deafening. Well, after eating enough berries they start staggering. I won't lie, I remember watching my cat as a child just sit on the porch, anticipating them falling onto the ground. Unfortunately she was in a screened-off porch and when the birds fell they just bounced off and laid dazed and drunk out of their little birdie minds. It definitely feels like that today.
It is also overcast and I get the great joy of flying into the Big Apple during 'intermittent snow.' I hope that doesn't mean my flight will be intermittently canceled. I can't wait to see Tad though. He promised to meet me right off the AirTrain so that will be nice. Yay for cold weather I guess. It is supposed to get down to 14 degrees Tuesday night so I won't be missing out on all this freezing weather. Oh darn.
Packing some clothes is all I'm really up for today. I have to return a game which decided to riddle my hard drive with errors. All I wanted was a cheap, silly ten dollar game. That will teach me. Oh well, that's all for today. I don't know what I'll be doing in NYC quite yet but we'll see. I'll try and keep this up.
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