For The Record

For the last two mornings, the birds have been singing so loudly! It's absolutely beautiful. I'd like to keep some sort of record of the wildlife cycles around here. I always forget when the frogs start singing, but that's great, too. I love it. Nice to live rurally. Never heard that kind of stuff in the city.

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Anyone notice the spam I got as a comment? Too annoying. Is nowhere sacred?

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Things are fine. Good even. Roommate is working out well. She helped me pick up the side yard today, which really needed it. I come home and the kitchen is immaculate (the way I like it). She keeps to herself, as do I. We have had dinner together a few times. Nice to have the company.

Things with Rover fine. Not ideal (not even close). But what is? Seems I'm never happy with anyone, so at least this time I have real versus imaginary gripes. Too funny (and kind of pathetic). Oh well.

Things just humming along. No real complaints. Guess that's good, eh?

That's it for now.