not feeling sick for a change
I feel relatively normal today. Not highly energized, but not fighting constantly to ignore some discomfort either. How lovely! I've been sick so long I've run out of hobby habits and am sitting here at the PC over participating on social forums. So I opened blogger to use that typing more safely. I've already filled a comment thread on marijuana legalization, for instance. I think I did a half dozen in a row. I surely will strain my fingers!
That parrot is going off. He is rather like an ambulance siren going through various obnoxiously loud repeated noises. He sounds off each noise in a repetition of three to five or six, then switches to the next. Now and then he pauses, then off he'll go again. Earlier it was the shadow of my outside prayer flags landing on the windowsill by his cage so I moved him. Now he's probably wanting to return to his corner or something. I really don't know. I just plop on sound-deadening headphones and wait for him to wear down.
Sometimes I fire up my kaossilator and a little speaker unit and blast him right back with weird and interesting noises. It actually always works but I'm not always in the mood. I use it mostly if he's making Timmy miserable. Timmy will get so miserable he'll start howling. Other times I just pop timmy upstairs in the window if it's sunny enough and he's all quiet and relaxed no matter what Sam is up to. Parrots are not pets. We should have left them in the jungle I guess, but I am so glad I got to know them as animals anyway! So clever! Plus, the jungles in question are fraught with human poachers, warriors, hunters, and loggers. If not one, then the other, from war to development, it's all bad for the wildlife.
I'm having green tea with almond milk and maple syrup and damn if that isn't tasting like it's healing me. Since I have been making a point of drinking it daily, I think it may be part of why my body is less wracked with misery.
Ah, from the sirens to the barking, he's off now. He has his own unique noises only a sythesizer could describe! Damn parrot, LOL.
Ok, kaossilator employed, parrot noise quelled. Amazing how well it works, really. Redirecting. It takes a clever monkey brain to achieve but it's lovely when it works! I'm still in need of some directed activity but my hands are tired of typing. I should just weave a while.
That parrot is going off. He is rather like an ambulance siren going through various obnoxiously loud repeated noises. He sounds off each noise in a repetition of three to five or six, then switches to the next. Now and then he pauses, then off he'll go again. Earlier it was the shadow of my outside prayer flags landing on the windowsill by his cage so I moved him. Now he's probably wanting to return to his corner or something. I really don't know. I just plop on sound-deadening headphones and wait for him to wear down.
Sometimes I fire up my kaossilator and a little speaker unit and blast him right back with weird and interesting noises. It actually always works but I'm not always in the mood. I use it mostly if he's making Timmy miserable. Timmy will get so miserable he'll start howling. Other times I just pop timmy upstairs in the window if it's sunny enough and he's all quiet and relaxed no matter what Sam is up to. Parrots are not pets. We should have left them in the jungle I guess, but I am so glad I got to know them as animals anyway! So clever! Plus, the jungles in question are fraught with human poachers, warriors, hunters, and loggers. If not one, then the other, from war to development, it's all bad for the wildlife.
I'm having green tea with almond milk and maple syrup and damn if that isn't tasting like it's healing me. Since I have been making a point of drinking it daily, I think it may be part of why my body is less wracked with misery.
Ah, from the sirens to the barking, he's off now. He has his own unique noises only a sythesizer could describe! Damn parrot, LOL.
Ok, kaossilator employed, parrot noise quelled. Amazing how well it works, really. Redirecting. It takes a clever monkey brain to achieve but it's lovely when it works! I'm still in need of some directed activity but my hands are tired of typing. I should just weave a while.