Breaking my Fall

Ahhh Fall. Wonderful Fall. The leaves are turning wonderful colors and falling off of the trees... I wonder if that's the reason for the name?

Nah.

That'd be too obvious.

I'll also tell you, you have no idea how scary it is waking up and realizing your nest is situated right outside of Neuman Hall.

You see, I had a wonderful bunch of leaves blocking my view of the building.

Well, no longer.

Now I'm subject to watching these men do... Whatever it is men do.

Drink, hit each other, play their instruments, hit each other with pillows... Although, they primarily play video games.

At least, the ones outside my window.

Yes, MY window.

I still don't understand how so many boys can be so drawn to the things.

Really now, it's digital glory!

Yay!

So you can shoot four little purple people on the screen with two shots? Awesome!

Definitely something to write home about.

And then the music... Wow! I used to only hear the gentle beats of their music through my leaves... Only a few notes here and there to lull me into a state of deep slumber and dreaming.

No, not anymore. Now I get the full blast of the very odd (and sometimes vulgar) music, usually up late.

Please don't mistake me for a demon bird now, my eyes are just bloodshot from staring at the stars for too long.

Come now boys, please turn your music off by at least 10PM! And please don't play those horrid video games any later, either!

Do your favorite bird a favor, won't you.

Favorite favor.

I'm giggling to myself right now.