At one time, the noise outside my apartment that I couldn't stand was the 6 a.m. morning crash of construction going on next door. (Read here about my construction worker encounters.) Now it appears that I have a different issue. Around 2 a.m. the birds start calling.
And the call isn't the sort of call you think you would hear at night. I didn't even think there were birds that DID call at night, aside from owls? Obviously I'm mistaken, because the birds outside my place are like MORNING BIRDS ON CRACK. You would think that it was a lovely sunny spring morning outside my window at 2 a.m.. (Seriously, you little shits, I'm trying to get some sleep!)
Maybe that's it! Maybe these birds got all jacked up because of the warm weather we've been having! Maybe they are still supposed to be down in California somewhere, driving all the yuppies mad instead of migrating this far north. That must be it. Now...where's a BB gun when you need it?
Song of the day: "Gunpowder & Lead" Miranda Lambert (cause this girl needs to get some sleep)
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