I want to the kill the pigeons that live above my window and eat them.  I understand how ridiculous that sounds but these pigeons are fucking loud.  What makes them incredibly annoying is that they like to start their day circa 5AM every morning.  Every fucking morning.  Whenever they flap their wings it sounds like some ghostly apparition is making it’s way through my window, which as you can imagine, is hardly any fun at all.  I never thought that cooing could be so annoying but try sitting through it for an hour, at 5 AM for the umpteenth morning in a row.  I’ve resorted to clapping my hands really loud to shut them up for minutes at a time, if only to fall back to sleep miraculously in between quiet moments.  I guess I have it easy.  The pigeons like to steal bits of my roommates screen window for nesting material.  Her screen is half hanging on and every morning she lives in fear that the pigeons will scare the crap out of her by appearing suddenly at her window.  (Precious startles easily and has admitted that one of her greatest fears is seeing someone or something suddenly appear outside of her window.  I think she is actually lying because if you walk behind her without her knowing she gets just as scared).

Anyway, the rest of this entry was some long-winded diatribe on love and relationships but I think I’ll save that little treat for a day that isn’t as beautiful as today.  I want to go surfing.  Anyone want to join me?